A little while has passed after Izuku had joined the Hero Course. The time between then and now had been rather uneventful for the two of them, except that Izuku had transferred to the Support Course instead.

After some physical training sessions with the rest of the class, Izuku had learnt that he was still too unsure about how to properly use his Quirk in combat and not use it on himself. He had lost himself more than once during those trainings, resulting in lashing out at Katsuki and his other classmates, only stopping after Aizawa had used his Quirk on Izuku, making him break down in regret.

Some counseling sessions, private trainings and a lot of scolding from his boyfriend later, and it was decided – on Izuku's own initiative – that it'd be in his best interest to not use his Quirk anymore.

Though he was forbidden to use his Quirk now, Izuku's intelligence was still quite high. His IQ was quite above average and his analytical skills had never faltered, resulting in being one of the top students at the Support Course, being able not to only analyze the best needed equipment but also analyzing and putting his own theoretical notes into actual functional supporting items for the hero class. Together with his best friend from the Support Course, a girl named Hatsume Mei, they were an unstoppable duo.

After another sweat-breaking afternoon in the workshop Izuku is heading back to his dorm. He wipes the sweat off his forehead as he sees someone familiar walking not too far in front of him. Despite his already red face he starts jogging to catch up with him. 'Hey, Kacchan!' Izuku beams at him.

Katsuki looks aside, a brow furrowing as he looks the boy over. 'Were you still working that late?' Katsuki asks him. Izuku scratches his head as he smiles sheepishly.

'Uraraka requested something to subdue her nausea more so I did research on pressure points last night and then tried to implement that information into a useable design that matches her costume as well and doesn't cause too much discomfort so it'll actually help her being able to use her Quirk and…,' Izuku rambles on, only stopping as Katsuki's hands intertwines with his.

'You're rambling again,' Katsuki simply says. Izuku smiles back at him. 'Sorry.'

As they continue walking the pathway, Izuku can't contain his excitement over his new inventions, so he quickly starts spouting again. Katsuki watches in awe at the boy as he excitedly talks about this new gimmick and that new gadget he came up with. It's been a very long time since Katsuki saw him like that.

'Why are you staring at me?' Izuku questions, chuckling nervously as he notices Katsuki's intent gaze. A blush creeps on Katsuki's face and he looks away as they pass Izuku's dorm and just keep walking. 'Just thinking that it's good you finally found your place.' Now it was Izuku's turn to blush. A compliment from Katsuki was rare, and yet Izuku absolutely indulged in it.

The situation had been uncomfortable after their love confession. Neither of them knew what to do. They used to be kidnapper and kidnappee, and now they turned to lovers. Izuku had wondered for a really long time whether Katsuki had ulterior motives. Whether he just wanted to mess with the boy's head, or take revenge for what Izuku had done to him. After it became clear that wasn't the case, Izuku wondered whether it were just lingering effects from his Quirk. He had, after all, effectively tried to tweak Katsuki's emotions to love him. Adore him. Give his all to him so that Katsuki would obey his every word. But after some time it became clear to Izuku that it wasn't that either. Katsuki had a strong will after all. Even after all of Izuku's manipulations, Katsuki still stood up and fought back. And if Izuku could become himself after a week of being deprived of his Quirk after over ten years of self-manipulation, then Katsuki would need to be himself. It couldn't be any different. This were Katsuki's true feelings.

After Izuku was finally able to accept that, accept the fact that Katsuki had forgiven him, accept the fact that Katsuki truly loved him, only then Izuku was able to move forward and start working on himself. He had spent countless hours with his therapist, trying to figure out what actually were his true emotions, and he was very happy to know that that sadistic, masochistic, and manipulative side was mostly caused by his Quirk. It was a self-destructing side that Izuku rather would never know anymore. So he worked on that. On his own. In his own room.

He started to analyze himself, his own emotions, but without using his Quirk, but even after all this time, there was still a long way to go. That's where Katsuki came in. Katsuki had seen Izuku's most vulnerable side. His worst side and his best. After that intense mood shift that night, Katsuki was able to tell when Izuku was using his Quirk on himself, and Katsuki went above and beyond to prevent that from happening, seeing how much Izuku was hurting after he had lost control yet again.

Something during those captive days had stirred inside Katsuki's heart, making him melt inside, but never faltering on his stoic appearance. Yet, if he ever saw someone picking on Izuku, he would not hesitate for a second to step in. Katsuki was glad he never had to.

How could someone have bullied Izuku? With his bright smile, his happy attitude and his overall charm Izuku had made friends everywhere he went. Through his work at the workshop he had befriended nearly everyone in the all the classes from the Hero Course, and he had also become a favorite in his own class.

Still, besides all that happiness, Izuku needed a place where he could just be him. And that was at Kacchan's side. Katsuki had a way of calming Izuku down when he needed it the most, quieting his brain and just making him feel at peace without having to use his Quirk and possibly suffer the consequences from that. Whenever he had lashed out during physical training, he had always come to Katsuki afterwards to talk about it.

Izuku had never thought that Katsuki would be the person to talk about his feelings, and basically, he wasn't. Izuku was allowed to ramble about his own and Katsuki would listen, but still, it was soothing to him.

They had both mindlessly wandered to Katsuki's room, Izuku already stripping his overalls off and folding them over the back of Katsuki's desk chair. Katsuki in turn handed Izuku a damp towel with which the boy wiped his face, feeling a lot cleaner than five minutes before. After that Izuku settled himself between Katsuki's legs, his back against the bigger boy's chest. Katsuki leaned his chin on Izuku's curls as he loosely put his arms around Izuku's waist.

'Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve this,' Izuku says, his eyes cast downwards. Katsuki cocks his head and Izuku can feel Katsuki's chin scrape cross his head. 'I mean, I've been so easily forgiven for what I've done. Most of the people here don't even know what happened between us. I feel like I don't deserve to be this happy.'

Katsuki tightened his grip around Izuku's waist and pulled him closer. 'Why wouldn't you deserve it? You've proved that you didn't mean harm and you're on top of your class. You definitely deserve to be there.' Izuku tries to pull himself loose but Katsuki holds on tight, knowing not to just let him go like that. Whenever Izuku struggles against Katsuki's hold, Katsuki knows that something's really bothering him, and knows he should keep him close instead of letting him go.

'We've been over this Izuku,' Katsuki continues. 'You keep doubting yourself when you've proven over and over again that you are right where you should be.'

'I just.. feel like I should do something else.'

'You don't want to be close to me.' Izuku goes rigid underneath Katsuki's embrace. That is not what he intended to mean, but he did feel a little bit that way.

'I've hurt you so much.'

'I forgave you.'

'I don't believe it.'

Katsuki digs his face deeper into Izuku's hair. He knew that Izuku had been feeling like that for a while, but he never knew what to say back when the boy would finally address it. Katsuki lifts his head and surprised Izuku as he slides his hands underneath the boy's shirt. 'Wah! Kacchan! What are you doing!' Izuku yells as he squirms.

'Say you believe me.'

Izuku looks up. Katsuki is staring at him, his gaze intense, serious. Katsuki isn't very good at conveying his emotions, so he lets his actions make up for it. 'That's not fair!' Izuku yelps. 'Say you believe me or I'll blast you!' Katsuki threatens back. 'But I don't!' Izuku squeaks, doing his best to get free from the death grasp but Katsuki is not giving an inch.

Katsuki lets his hands crackle menacingly under Izuku's shirt. Small clouds of smoke are escaping from underneath. 'I forgave you and I was serious about that!' Katsuki barks. 'So either you say you'll believe me or I'll blast you to pieces, you damn nerd!'

Izuku squeaks. He knows Katsuki would never actually hurt him, but the death glare in his eyes makes him doubtful. 'Fine! I believe you! I believe you!' 'Good,' Katsuki simply says and pulls his hands away. Izuku breathes out a breath of relief and sinks into Katsuki's body again.

'Why is it that important to you?' Izuku asks as he looks up, reaching out to touch Katsuki's cheek. Katsuki puts his arms around Izuku's waist again. 'Because I wanted to prove to you that I forgave you. I have. Stop pondering about it.' Izuku smiles. Katsuki raises an eyebrow at him. 'Even if you're aggressive you're still caring.'

Katsuki clicks his tongue and puts his arms on Izuku's shoulders, roughly pushing him away. Izuku simply laughs as he picks himself up and crosses his legs as he sits opposite Katsuki. 'But you truly think I deserve it?' Katsuki rolls his eyes. 'I have told you a thousand times and I will tell you a thousand times again if necessary. You're right where you belong.' Izuku leans forward, his chin leaning on his hands, elbows resting on the bed.

It stays silent for a moment. The silence doesn't bother either of them. Sometimes they actually prefer it. Eventually, Katsuki is the one to break it first. 'You remember, when you just got me to your hideout?' Izuku looks up at him, his eyes gleaming, a bit nervous, not knowing where Katsuki wants to go with this. 'You said you had the best intentions.'

A little bit of relief floods through Izuku's body. 'Yeah. Why?' 'You never told me what those intentions were.' Izuku blushes and his gaze flickers away. He doesn't want to say his true intentions.

'I did you tell that. It was legalizing Vigilantes. Cause they were doing a great job.' Izuku's voice sounds unsure, though, and Katsuki can tell.

'That doesn't make sense,' Katsuki replies. Izuku looks back at him. Katsuki is trying to suppress a smirk. He knows exactly what Izuku's true intentions were. He just wants to hear it from the boy himself. 'Your combat skills back then were good enough to establish that on your own. You didn't need me, so why did you take me?'

Izuku's face starts to become even more red and the stutter is creeping back into his voice. 'I.. I j-just accidentally r-ran into you. I t-thought you c-could be useful… I'm sorry.. I don't really remember a lot from that time, it's kind of blurry..,' Izuku replies. Katsuki leans back, amused.

'Izuku.' Izuku's eyes flicker back to Katsuki. 'What were your true intentions?'

Izuku chuckles. He only now starts to realize what game Katsuki is playing as Izuku sees the corners of Katsuki's lips slightly curling up. Izuku couldn't believe that Katsuki would sometimes play a meaner game than his former self.

Izuku props himself up and attacks Katsuki, laying himself down flat on Katsuki's chest.

'My true intentions were to see you again.'

Katsuki smiles. He had known for quite a while. It just didn't make sense that Izuku had pulled him into the plan when he wasn't really needed. Izuku had managed fine on his own without Katsuki, and seemed like he would do fine without him for a much longer time. 'I saw you on accident that day, but when I did, I wanted you with me.'

Katsuki wraps his arms around Izuku's body and holds him tight. 'That was wrong of me.' Izuku looks up at him as Katsuki presses a kiss against his forehead.

'If you hadn't we would be like this right now.' Izuku smiles again. 'If I hadn't I would've been dead.'

'In the end, it were the best intentions,' Katsuki says. Izuku thinks about that for a moment. If he hadn't taken Katsuki that day, he would still be trapped in his own Quirk. Maybe he never would've pulled such a stupid stunt as attack the League of Villains, and he never would've realized how much he was manipulating himself. Even if he had attacked them, it would've killed him.

Izuku snuggles further into Katsuki's chest, indulging into the sweet smell of his nitroglycerin like aroma. 'No, it weren't the best intentions.' Katsuki looks down at him. 'But in the end, it ended up fine,' Katsuki says.

Izuku smiles against Katsuki's chest. 'Yeah, it did. But it was selfish of me.'

'Selfish is fine.'

Izuku looks up at him, staring straight into Katsuki's red gleaming eyes. 'It may not have been the best intentions, but was the best result,' Katsuki says.

'My happy ending,' Izuku teases him.

Katsuki takes Izuku's face in his hands and smiles down at him. That grin, that looks so menacing yet so caring and soft to Izuku. A smile that nobody but he would ever see, as he was sure that whatever words Katsuki spoke next, would be true, and that nothing in his future would matter as long as he was next to him.

'No. Our happy ending.'

That's it :) I hoped you all liked this story and I really loved every single comment every one of you left for me, it truly helped me motivate to continue, so, thank you. I hope to see some of you someday again :) Bye-bye!