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Katsuki was anxiously pacing her room, teeth grinding, palms sweating, thoughts racing furiously in her mind.
Two weeks. It had been two weeks already since the last time she spoke to her best friend.
Sweet, innocent, gorgeous little Izuku. Straight little Izuku.
Two weeks since Katsuki fucked up their relationship by momentarily losing her inhibitions, which resulted in them having sex.
She couldn’t say she regretted what happened, only that she knew the end result wouldn’t be pretty.
Two weeks ago.
Katsuki was out of class and on her way to meet up with her idiot friends for a group project. They were meeting up at Denki’s house, since he was the only one currently out of parental supervision.
She would have much preferred to do the project on her own, it would have been easier, less exhausting and would definitely leave her with much more time to see Izuku, but she didn’t want the idiots to fail either, not that she would ever admit it outloud.
So she was on her way, her and Izuku were no longer in the same school as they had always been because she was accepted into some genius pre-university school for her senior year, being the little genius she was. So Katsuki was kinda forced to hang out a little more with the rest of the idiot group, not that she didn’t like them or didn’t enjoy hanging out with them even when she didn’t express it.
But they weren’t her.
On her way to Denki’s house, while on the bus enjoying her limited alone time before meeting up with the rowdy bunch, she texted the green haired girl.
Izuku was happy at her new school, and had already made three dorky friends just like her, almost just as nerdy, though no one could beat her at that.
Katsuki sighed, she was so far gone.
Everyone knew about Katsuki’s feelings for the shorter girl except for the girl herself. It was plenty obvious to anyone with a pair of working eyes, how the blonde got soft with her, how she never raised her voice and never had any mean comments to spit out, just playful jabs.
All the compliments on her cute dresses, how long her curly hair was getting after she had worn it short for years, now a little past her shoulders.
And of course, the way she retreated whenever Izuku found a new asshole boyfriend, which was always the same routine too.
Izuku would tell her about a boy who was flirting with her, a week later how she got into a date she didn’t realize beforehand it was an actual date since the assholes never actually asked her out like she deserved. A few days later Katsuki would have to hear Izuku talk about a mildly disappointing sexual encounter in which at the end of it she would ask the asshole in turn “so… are we like, dating now?” and she would get a halfassed yes and that was that. New boyfriend.
She went out with three guys, all of them lasted about four or five months until they inevitably fucked up, cheated on her or whatever and Katsuki would have her crying in her room, set up with sad romantic movies and junk food, face masks and whatever girly shit she wanted to do that Katsuki would go along with because she always did whatever Izuku wanted with no complaints.
They would sleep on the same bed afterwards, cuddled up, with her curls all on her face and interlaced legs and Katsuki would feel her heart beat hard, hoping the shorter girl wouldn’t feel it under her ears. A ping of pain in her chest that would last until she finally managed to close her eyes and sleep, smelling the earthy scent on Izuku’s skin, slightly sweet and like freshly cut grass, flowery and herbal and soft and perfect for her.
Katsuki could live with it, she already lived with the kisses they shared at fourteen always in mind, when Izuku asked if she wanted to practice kissing for when they found boys to date, a request Katsuki wasn’t strong enough to pass up.
That year they made out about three times all in Izuku’s room, hiding out from praying eyes from her parents, all in between whispered giggles and a soft blush on both of their cheeks.
A year before Izuku started to date any idiot that made eyes at her.
Not like Katsuki could blame her, ever since they met Izuku had always talked about finding her own prince charming that would in return treat her like the princess she wanted to be. Like the princess she already was.
After Izuku’s second failed relationship with idiot number two, she had asked Katsuki why she hadn’t dated anyone yet, since she did get asked out or flirted on sometimes at school or outside. She just said she wasn’t interested in anyone at the moment, like a damn liar, of course.
They were both always together, when they went to school together they lived in each other’s pockets, their friends said Izuku was the only one that could tame Katsuki, and that Katsuki was the only one that could get Izuku to show a bit of her bubbly sweet personality, giving her confidence to speak in class and socialize in a way she could never do when she was on her own.
Everyone knew them as a package deal, and said they complimented each other really well.
Izuku always blushed when hearing such claims, always replied they would probably be best friends forever and smiled so brightly she never noticed the slight pity in the eyes of whoever was looking at them, looking at Katsuki by her side.
Katsuki just grunted in agreement, never saying a word about it.
Anyway, that used to be their life before the current year, where Izuku was in her school for geniuses, currently single and having fun at meeting people with similar interests to her.
Still, she texted Katsuki at every free moment she had in the day, spent her afternoons in Katsuki’s room or together on her own.
Katsuki loved it, of course, as a good masochist does. Relished in the attention, though she knew perfectly how short-lived it would be, as it always was.
It wasn’t like Izuku was a bad friend, like the ones who ditch you when they get in a new relationship, it was just how it went whenever she got into one. Katsuki was the one who left, always. Izuku always looked for her, called it one of “Kacchan’s moods”, but in the end always respected her space.
And Katsuki always respected Izuku’s relationships, no matter how much of a fucking idiot she may have been dating at the time, she only ever cared for her friend.
So, yeah, it was safe to say Katsuki was too far gone now, too many years into this to let it go easily, she was attracted to girls, sure, but there was only ever one on her mind and in her eyes, nothing to do about it at this point.
It was why the plan after finishing the dumbass project with her dumbass friends was to go directly to said friend’s house, to spend whatever time in the afternoon she had left, would probably sleep over there and both would take their own ways to school in the morning.
Their parents were so used to the routine they didn’t even ask for permission anymore, the blonde had enough spare clothes including her school’s uniform at Izuku’s place to fill up a drawer of her own, same as Izuku did at her house.
It wasn’t very late in the afternoon, it was three thirty while she rode the bus. Izuku got off class at five, what with her many extracurriculars and whatnot, and the band of idiots was getting to Denki’s at four so she wasn’t in any hurry, texting back and forth with the aforementioned girl, getting nonchalantly giddy at making her laugh with stupid shit she said.
Everything was going good, normal, a very standard day, until the text.
Zuku♥: Kacchan’s so funny. Don’t u think if one of us was a man we’d 100% be together?🥰
Katsuki: I’d definitely want to be the man, though.
Zuku♥: why’s that kacchan?
Katsuki: I wouldn’t want you to be any different.
Fuck, her heart was beating like crazy inside her chest, but right at that moment she decided to look out the window, realizing her stop was about to come.
She took her stuff and exited the bus, cheeks rosy against her will and heart still racing, she pretended to be calm, took a deep breath and let herself into Denki’s house as if it was her own, and much to her luck, everyone was already there.
The project didn’t take too long, though it did end up in a Kirishima running around yelling for help and a Kaminari fighting to get out of the headlock Katsuki had him on, but if he didn’t want to get beat up, he’d stop being so fucking stupid, or at least that was what Katsuki thought as she won the wrestling match.
Three hours had passed by, the boys had decided to smoke a bowl before calling it a day, and who was she to say no to a little free weed, so she accepted.
Half an hour later and with her eyes drowned in red, she headed to Izuku’s place. Being as high as she was, she never checked her phone after the little conversation they had.
When she got to the familiar looking door, it swung open instantly, making her receive an armful of green blur when Izuku threw herself at her in a tight hug.
“Kacchan!!!” she yelled while stepping back, looking at her with her big and bright green doe eyes. They knocked her breath away every damn time she looked into them.
“Hey, stupid, what’s with the love today?” Katsuki replied, keeping her close, not letting go of her waist just yet. Her hands just fit naturally in it, what’s a girl gotta do?
“I thought you were mad at me!!” Izuku cried, pouting in an exaggerated way that made her look even cuter than usual. Heart skipping a beat, Katsuki could almost feel her usual resistance leaving her, the strength to keep respectfully away from her friend being momentarily clouded by the thc that was cursing her veins at the time. “You weren’t answering any of my texts.”
“Sorry, Zu, c’mon let me in and i’ll check em’ out, alright?” She was talking slower than usual, though always slightly nervous around the nerd, she felt utterly relaxed.
Izuku moved away from her and held open the door to let her in, eyeing her suspiciously, but said nothing.
When Katsuki walked past her, the shorter girl leaned forward, her little nose moving like a bunny’s to smell her, then she smiled mischievously as she closed the door behind them both.
“Kacchan, have you been smoking?” she asked in a singsongy voice.
“Pft, no, what gave you that impression?” replied Katsuki, looking at her with her bloodshot eyes and no shame.
Izuku broke into giggles, taking Katsuki’s hand into hers and dragged her up to her room.
“Mom is gone today, by the way, she had to go to a hospital in another city to cover a couple of shifts so she’ll be back like, the day after tomorrow.”
“Oh yeah? you telling me you wanna smoke in your room, shorty?” Katsuki laughed as she entered the familiar bedroom, which smelled herbal and flowery, like Izuku had rolled over everything. “You’re such a bad girl when your mom is gone”
“Heh, I’m not! but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, besides, is it really smoking if I’m not the one doing it?” she said, looking at Katsuki with those damned puppy eyes again.
“Weird way to ask me to shotgun you, but sure.”
“Thank you, my Kacchan” she said, leaving a soft kiss on her cheek before turning back around, walking to her dresser.
Katsuki sighed, feeling like it was probably about to be a long ass night for her poor heart to handle.
While Izuku went to the bathroom to change into her pajamas, Katsuki put on her own right there in the room, already having rolled a joint for them to share before bed.
Standing there in only her pajama pants and bra, Izuku entered the room back, pouting.
“What’s wrong, ya big baby?”
“I feel fat.”
“What?”
“I feel fat Kacchan, I’m getting fat, or I’m bloated, or both! whatever, I feel ugly today” she cried, walking right up to the blonde. The still shirtless, still high blonde.
“Zu, you are not fat, what the hell are you talking about, you’re tiny”
“I’m not tiny! And what’s worse, I don’t even have curves like yours so if I get more fat I’ll just look pregnant!”
Katsuki sighed, annoyed and looking down at Izuku.
“Zu, I can literally touch my fingers while holding your waist, if you’re fat I’m a whale, and I know I’m not because I’m fucking hot, okay? stop pissing me off” Katsuki replied, putting her hands on the girls waist and touching her fingers to make her point.
Izuku went quiet, then rolled her eyes and huffed. “Fine! Maybe I’m not fat but I still feel ugly. C’mon light up that thing so we can go to sleep, okay?”
Katsuki swallowed back the third sigh about to leave her lips, because if she let it out it would definitely get her in trouble. It was already obvious Izuku was in a bratty mood and she knew how to pick her fights, she was not getting into one today.
A couple of minutes later, they were both sitting with their legs crossed in front of one another, right next to Izuku’s bed, Katsuki taking the first drag of the joint slowly.
Then, she proceeded to lean forward, softly taking Izuku’s yaw in her hand, parting ever so slightly her lips and slowly blowing the warm smoke into her friend’s mouth.
It was a very intimate action, one that Izuku usually closed her eyes for. That night though, she didn’t take her eyes off of Katsuki’s own, red and green collapsing with each other as a curtain of smoke separated them.
Katsuki got nervous.
There was a shift in the air.
The room was strangely quiet, more than usual. Izuku wasn’t as talkative as normal, no music in the background, just both of them listening to the other one breath, just sharing a space, not breaking eye contact for a second longer than to blink.
The air was charged between them.
They kept smoking.
About four drags in, Izuku broke the silence again, now sitting right beside the blonde, leaning on her shoulder. Katsuki’s spikey short hair was held back by an elastic hair band, Izuku’s mid length hair was in two tiny pigtails, her curly bangs framing her face making her look angelic.
She blew the smoke from the last drag Katsuki had given her, and whispered, “Does Kacchan think I actually look ugly today?”
Katsuki stood still. Her heartbeat had been very slow and steady, as she was now higher than before.
At the question though, it sped up instantly, and she swallowed on a dry mouth.
“Never, you’re never ugly Izuku, not a day in your life” she whispered back, leaving the now unlit joint on the ashtray.
“Really?” Izuku said, looking up at her from where her head still rested on the taller girl’s shoulder.
There was something about her that night, about the angelic soft look, about the sweet and earthy smell, about the sparkly, now half lidded bloodshot eyes looking up at her.
She just couldn’t resist any longer.
Katsuki took Izuku’s soft face in her hands, leaned down and kissed her. Like when they practiced as kids.
Years of not having her lips, she lost control instantly.
Their lips crashed harshly, Izuku kissing her back with no hesitation.
Katsuki bit the girl's lower lip, sucking on it gently, and the second Izuku opened up her mouth, she let her tongue roam freely inside.
They kissed sloppily, wetter than when they used to practice, now both of their lips moving expertly against the other, tongues caressing the other, not fighting for dominance but dancing along together. Katsuki grabbed Izuku’s neck firmly, now sucking on her tongue instead of clashing it with her own, getting a soft sigh into her mouth.
Oh, that sweet sound was enough to drive her crazy.
Soon, Katsuki was laying Izuku down on the carpeted floor, not leaving her lips for a second, nudging her legs with her own to get in between them.
She used her right thigh to press against in between Izuku’s legs, making her moan, and took the opportunity to leave her lips to move onto her neck, lapping at it with her wet tongue. She felt Izuku wrap her legs on her waist at that moment, throwing her head back and wrapping her arms around her back.
Katsuki took in all her reactions, trying to get even bigger ones. She bit her neck softly, dragging her tongue over her bites then sucking on them. Her hands started to roam everywhere they could, over Izuku’s waist, down to her hips, caressing her thighs to back up and grab at her chest.
Izuku was a mess under her, started moving her hips trying to find more friction, she moaned and tried to get Katsuki closer if that was even physically possible.
Both losing breath, Katsuki separated herself from the green haired girl under her only to remove her shirt. Izuku watched her with big eyes, not saying a word before removing her own.
She took it as a good sign to move forward, so she took Izuku into her arms to carry her up to bed.
“Kacchan!” she yelled, laughing out of breath.
“What? you think I’m gonna fuck you on the floor? don’t be stupid.” she grumbled in response, depositing her softly onto the mattress.
“F-fuck me…?”
“No way you’re getting away from me now, nerd” she said, while taking off Izuku’s pajama pants, gladly finding her friend wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.
“Fuck, Zu, you’re so gorgeous”
“Stop that, Kacchan” she whined, opening up her legs at the same time as she was covering up her face with her arms, blushing.
“Can’t baby, you’re just so pretty” She said, diving right into Izuku’s wet pussy, already salivating when she started leaving kisses on her inner thighs, then dragging her tongue over her warm folds. “Good enough to eat”
Izuku didn’t answer, just throwing her head back again, moaning loudly despite biting her lower lip hard trying to keep her sounds lower.
Katsuki managed to catch the movement, slurping up the wet fluids on her mouth before getting up to leave a little nibble on Izuku’s belly button.
“Hey, don’t do that, baby, wanna hear you” she said, caressing her soft round asscheeks, grabbing two handfuls and gripping tightly, feeling the meat under her hands and making her groan, she took another bite at the stomach under her.
Izuku whined again, louder this time. “I-i was told that, uh, that I’m too loud Kacchan” she said, moving her hips involuntarily.
“Wanna hear you, yell all you want baby, I’d be a fucking idiot to miss it” Katsuki replied, diving back into the girl’s thick thighs, then going into her folds to suck, dragging her tongue over and in between, one of her hands teasing her clit while the other went up to her perky little breast, pinching her nipple and massaging it, making her arch her back up and away from the mattress slightly.
Izuku started to babble out loud, calling out for Kacchan with her eyes closed tightly, one of her hands went down to grab Katsuki’s hair at the nape, not letting her leave her place. Not that Katsuki minded at all.
She felt herself dripping wet just from listening to the sounds her best friend was making, lost track of time going up to put her whole breast on her mouth, sucking on them, then licking over them. She moved up to kiss her again, her hand massaging Izuku’s clit making her cry out loudly into her mouth, face screwed like she was about to tear up.
God, she felt in heaven.
She went back down, now plunging her tongue into Izuku’s warn entrance, never letting her rest from her fingers either, her other hand now coming down to fuck into her with both her fingers and tongue.
Izuku kept crying, her hips moving wildly, she was touching her own nipples moaning faster and louder. Katsuki let her fingers out, tongue staying inside and as firm as possible, she put her hands behind her back and let Izuku chase her own pleasure.
Izuku realized quickly, didn’t even say anything while Katsuki turned around laying face up at the end of the bed, just climbed over her and started to ride.
She moved her hips rhythmically, felt Kacchan’s firm tongue on her and kept crying out as she felt her climax rapidly approaching.
And soon, she was done, only to hear Kacchan slurping loudly under her making her blush even harder.
She climbed down from her friend's face, realized she was the only one naked, as Kacchan was still in her pajama pants and bra, also wearing a big pleased smile on her face.
“Kacchan, I’m so sorry, uhm, I don’t really know what to do to, uhm, help you out” she said, suddenly shy.
Katsuki just climbed up the bed and cuddled up against her, grabbing the smaller girl into her arms and sighing contentedly.
“Nerd, you’re so fucking stupid, you think I need anything else? I could die happy right now, let’s just go to sleep, okay?”
“Mhm, okay Kacchan” Izuku said, then went quiet.
A couple minutes passed by, both of them still cuddled up, when Katsuki decided to break the silence.
“So, we dating now, nerd?” She said, half jokingly but also serious.
A beat passed, then:
A giggle, and Izuku said: “But we’re both girls Kacchan” she said quietly, tucking her head into Katsuki’s neck, then promptly fell asleep.
Katsuki again, familiar with the feeling, felt a stinging pain in her chest, her jaw tightening. She swallowed dryly.
Fuck.
The next morning, Izuku said nothing about the past night endeavours. She showered and got ready for school, same as Katsuki, smiled at her like she was a stranger, took her things and left.
Katsuki didn’t say a word, simply took her stuff from the drawer after Izuku left the house and went home.
Then, two weeks.
Two weeks of radio silence, one that she couldn’t deal with anymore, it was consuming her mind and making her feel insane.
No text, no call, it was like her best friend fell off the face of the earth.
She had enough.
That afternoon she went right to her house when she knew Izuku would surely be home already, her mom working a late shift at the hospital which would ensure they’d be alone again.
She needed to clear this shit up.
Katsuki arrived at the familiar house, didn’t even bother to knock, just went right in with her copy of the key Izuku had given her years ago. Climbed up the stairs two steps at a time, then stormed into her friend’s bedroom.
Izuku was sitting in her bed, crying. She jumped at the sound of the door.
“Kacchan!! What are you doing here?” she yelled, quickly drying the tear streaks from her face.
“The hell you think I’m doing here, huh?! What, no call, no text, not even a fucking note and you think I’m not gonna show up here to see what the hell is going on with you?” fuck, she told herself she’d be calm but those green green eyes were kinda messing with her self control.
“Kacchan stop, I don’t wanna talk about this, okay?” Izuku kept trying to dry her eyes but the tears were coming in faster than she could wipe them away. The sight nearly broke Katsuki’s heart but she needed to get answers before she folded.
“What the fuck do you mean not talk about this? Do you think this shit is fun for me, Zuku? What, so I can eat you out and you can leave me hanging for two weeks, no fucking contact? Who do you think I am, huh? One of the assholes you screw? I thought I was your fucking friend, y’know?”
“Kacchan you asked me if we were dating!! I can’t date you!” She cried, now walking over to the blonde.
“Can’t date me, huh, so I can eat your pussy and you can’t hold my fucking hand, is that it?”
“You know is not like that”
“Then what is it like, Izuku? Because it sure seems to me like you just wanted me to get off”
“I don’t love you like that, okay?! You’re my friend, you’re my best friend and I can’t love you any differently!” She was full on sobbing, punctuating every word with a soft hit on Katsuki’s chest. Couldn’t look her in the eyes.
“Yeah well I don’t believe you, I think you do love me like that.” Said Katsuki, now holding Izuku’s fists, searching for her eyes with her own.
Izuku broke down, head falling on Katsuki’s chest, she crumbled into her arms, crying out in pain, trying to hold on to the taller girl in front of her.
Katsuki felt again that stinging pain in her chest as she held up the girl she loved in her arms, once again carrying her to the bed, sitting her on her lap to cuddle her up, letting her cry out till her heart was content.
A couple of minutes went by, Izuku was softly shaking in Katsuki’s arms, now silent tears falling down her cheeks as she tried to catch her breath.
Then, she spoke.
“Kacchan, I’m leaving.” she whispered, head down, little sobs rocking her body. She looked tiny in Katsuki’s arms, like a broken kid. Katsuki felt the world freeze around her at her words.
“What the fuck do you mean “you’re leaving”, you fucking nerd? Where are you leaving?” Though her words sounded harsh, her tone was soft, almost broken. Her ruby red eyes were filling up with tears she didn’t want to unleash.
Izuku finally lifted her head up, still all wrapped up in her best friend’s arms, she looked at her, eyes betraying the heartbreak she had been trying to hide for two weeks.
“My dad asked for my custody, my school gave me a scholarship for early entrance to Uni, mom said I can’t turn it down, It’s a done deal” she whispered, her voice shaking and breaking at every word, her eyes still dropping big tears down her cheeks, but she didn’t dare stop looking at the eyes before her.
“When?” said Katsuki, face frozen in a frown.
“The day after tomorrow I have a flight.”
Another crack on Katsuki’s chest, it hurt further inside than before.
“How long have you known?”
“Kacchan…”
“How long, Izuku.”
“Two and a half weeks.”
Katsuki inhaled harshly, a tear falling without her consent. She let her arms fall beside Izuku’s body on her lap.
“You knew…” she whispered, incredulous.
“Kacchan please”
“Did you know? About how I felt for you?” Her face screamed betrayal as she looked into the green eyes that kept her up so many nights before. She could hear her own heartbeats in her ears.
“...I kinda figured” Izuku looked down again, embarrassment painting her face.
Katsuki laughed with no hint of humor, moved Izuku from her lap to the bed and stood up.
“Kacchan, please, don’t leave, let me explain okay? let’s talk about this” Izuku said desperately, running behind her as Katsuki quickly left the room.
“Izuku, fucking stop it, okay? fuck, I can’t believe I fell for your stupid fucking act that day” She spit angrily, heart racing as she walked quickly to leave that house. On the stairs Izuku took her arm, effectively stopping her.
“Katsuki, please listen to me, I was not trying to use you”
“What a fucking joke Izuku, let go of me”
“Please, I didn’t mean for you to learn about it like this” She begged, fresh tears falling from her big green eyes, her lips shaking as well as the hands that held her best friend’s arm.
Katsuki let out a single sob, and covered her mouth with her free hand instantly. “Izuku, fucking let go of me right now”
“Kacchan please hear me out, I-”
“You what? Huh?! What are you gonna say?! That you didn’t care enough about me? That you didn’t mean to let me have sex with you while you knew I was in love with you?” Katsuki took her arm out of Izuku’s reach harshly. “That you wanted to give me a fucking goodbye gift? That you were gonna leave the fucking country without even telling me? That what you were gonna say?!” She yelled, hands shaking.
Izuku stood in front of her frozen, tears falling freely. She had seen Katsuki yell plenty all throughout their friendship, but it had never ever been at her. She felt her heart break inside of her chest.
Katsuki dried her cheeks and left with a big slam of the front door, leaving Izuku to cry alone on the stairs as she crumbled down to her knees.
Fuck, she was so angry, she felt betrayed, heartbroken, she felt fucking dirty and used. She hated crying but she couldn’t stop sobbing all the way home.
She threw up upon arrival, felt sick and beaten up, stupid and fucking pathetic.
She had never felt anything worse.
And she couldn’t stop thinking about her. Izuku.
Her smile, her smell, the stupid way she hummed when she ate something she liked, her love for superhero comics, for poetry and history, her hands, her big ass doe eyes, her curls, her lips, her kisses.
With every detail that came to Katsuki’s mind she felt her heart breaking further, she felt weak, she missed her instantly. Remembered the weight on her legs, remembered her taste and her voice, remembered when they met, when they kissed for the first time at fourteen, the first time she ever broke her heart when she started dating for the first time. And it wasn’t the last.
She was fully spiraling when she felt a ping on her phone, no doubt the girl of the hour. She hadn’t even blocked her yet, too busy daydreaming about their whole run till that moment.
It was a text, and it said:
Zuku♥: Kacchan, please don’t hate me, I will beg your forgiveness if you’d let me. I know I didn’t go about this as I should have, I know I hurt you too badly to ever forgive but I need to explain before I leave.
I didn’t want you to wait for me, I want you to be happy. I told my parents how I felt about you three weeks ago, two days later they told me the whole plan, had the ticket bought and the deals made with the school, I was told I couldn’t see you again.
Our last night together was a dream to me, I never knew I could feel so much for a girl, but I guess my feelings for you have always been stronger than for anyone else, I couldn’t lie to myself any longer.
I didn’t mean to use you, I swear i didn’t, but I was planning on telling you everything that day, I couldn’t resist you, I didn’t mean to, and i didnt have the heart to tell you after. Im so so sorry.
I understand if u cant ever forgive me, i still dont want you to wait for me, I dont know when ill be back if i ever will be, i just want you to be happy.
Im sorry i lied to you, I do love you, I love you so much I couldn’t bare to tell you, i didn’t mean to break your heart in the process.
I know I dont deserve you, I truly wish i did, but maybe my parents are right when they said i could never be with a girl, I clearly dont deserve it.
Sorry Kacchan, ill always have you in my heart, please dont hate me forever.
Goodbye.
Katsuki could barely make out the words at the end of the message, her vision completely clouded by the tears in her eyes. Stupid fucking deku and her stupid fucking dumbass broken heart. Fuck. Fuck.
Two days passed.
She never replied to the bible of a message the green haired girl left her, but she couldn’t bring herself to block her either.
Two days where she didn’t sleep, ate almost nothing, didn’t get up.
Completely and utterly heartbroken. And now the day was here.
She kept looking anxiously at the clock, had made her mom find out the time for Izuku’s flight.
Because yes, the girl broke her heart into a thousand pieces. Still, each and every one of those pieces still held her inside of them, and she couldn’t let go.
She thought about it for long, very very long, and reluctantly she got up before the time ran much later.
She couldn’t let her go, not like that.
She ran to the airport, her mom took her there, didn’t care about Izuku’s mom or whatever the fuck she said about not waiting for her. She didn’t care about the heartbreak still ripping her ribs in pain, didn’t care about the feeling of betrayal or any other bad feeling Izuku ever caused her.
Every single piece of her broken heart held her inside of them, and she wasn’t about to let her leave without her knowing.
She got there, running through the airport like one of the cheesy romantic leads in one of the movies Izuku loved so much. With heavy eyebags under her red eyes, with a heavy chest and a messed up bouquet of flowers. She felt pathetic as fuck, but all in the name of love, right?
She saw a flash of two green heads and ran after them, Izuku turning around as if she had felt her presence yards away.
They ran into each other’s arms, Izuku’s mom yelling angrily behind her. Izuku didn’t care, it was the last chance she might ever have. She ran into Katsuki’s arms without a care in the world, and Katsuki caught her all the same.
A salty kiss, bathed in tears from them both, messy and uncoordinated, both sobbed into each other’s lips, Katsuki lifting her up by her waist.
When they separated, Katsuki cried with a huff.
“You dumb fucking idiot, Zu”
“I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry Kacchan, I love you” Izuku cried, pressing her lips against Katsuki’s “I love you, I love you so much, please forgive me”
Katsuki lowered her to the ground, took her face into her hands, still shedding tears on a stoic face with soft eyes betraying her look.
“Don’t you fucking dare choose for me ever again, you hear me, you stupid ass nerd? If I want to fucking wait for you I will, and I do, so you better fucking wait for me too, I don’t give a shit about your stupid fucking parents, alright?”
Izuku remained quiet, though a big teary smile broke on her face as she nodded.
They didn’t have any more time, Izuku pressed her lips quickly onto Katsuki’s again before getting dragged by her mom to the gate of the plane.
She never stopped looking back, mouthing “I’ll wait for you” at Katsuki while going away for who knew how long and Katsuki felt her heart breaking once more.
She sighed.
She could wait for Izuku a lifetime, and she would. But she didn’t know what the future held for them. Didn’t have a single certainty about them anymore, didn’t know if they would be able to text, if Izuku would go back to dating assholes at the new place, didn’t know which University she had gotten into.
She was drawing pure blanks, her chest felt empty, her eyes didn’t have anymore tears to shed.
She walked back to her mom, her head down and her face expressionless.
“So?” her mom asked, looking at her with pity in her eyes.
Katsuki looked at her, didn’t even hesitate before answering what she already knew.
“I’ll wait for her, she’ll come back to me”
“Katsuki…”
“She will, I’m sure of it, it’s fine.” It’s fine.
They would be fine.
She sighed again. It would be fine, she told herself. She would wait a lifetime if she had to, so, fine.
Fine.