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In the dimly lit bathroom of the bustling college campus, Izuku Midoriya found himself pressed against a surprisingly warm and familiar figure in one of the secluded stalls. His breathing hitched as he felt Katsuki's calloused hands gently cup his cheeks, the roughness of his palms contrasting tantalizingly against his soft skin. Izuku's emerald eyes fluttered closed, his heart drumming a rapid symphony in his chest. Despite the cacophony of students outside, the world seemed to melt away, leaving only the rhythm of their shallow breaths and racing hearts echoing between the confines of the stall.
Katsuki's breath danced hotly against Izuku's flushed cheeks, and he could feel the warmth radiating from the other boy's body mere centimeters away from his own. Izuku's hands trembled slightly as they rested on Katsuki's strong arms, the muscles tensing under his touch. He swallowed hard, trying to steady his racing pulse, aware of the heat pooling in his lower abdomen.
"I...Iz..." Katsuki stuttered, his voice huskier than usual, betraying the rare vulnerability hidden beneath his typically gruff exterior.
Izuku looked up at him, eyes brimming with a mixture of surprise and desire. This side of Katsuki, so raw and unguarded, was rare yet captivating. He leaned forward, closing the minuscule distance between their lips. Their breaths mingled for a fleeting moment before their lips finally collided in a soft yet passionate kiss.
The contact sent electrical currents surging through Izuku's veins, igniting a fire within him he hadn't known existed. Katsuki's lips were soft, yet firm, his movements hesitant yet determined, as if trying to memorize every contour of Izuku's mouth. The scent of sweat and the faint hint of citrus from Katsuki's shampoo filled the small space, creating an intoxicating aroma that left Izuku craving more.
His mind whirred with disbelief and elation as Katsuki deepened their kiss, his tongue tentatively tracing the seam of Izuku's lips. Gently, Izuku parted his lips, allowing Katsuki entry into his mouth. A surprised yet pleased whimper escaped his throat as their tongues finally met, timidly exploring one another in an intimate dance. Katsuki's grip on his face tightened slightly, pulling him closer as if afraid he might vanish.
Breathlessly breaking away from the kiss, Katsuki's fiery gaze bore into Izuku's wide green eyes, his breathing uneven. "Fuck... Izuku," he breathed huskily, "you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."
Izuku's cheeks flushed crimson at Katsuki's sudden admission. He always suspected his friend harbored deeper feelings for him, but hearing Katsuki confess them in such explicit terms left him speechless. "R-Really?" Izuku managed to stammer out, his voice barely audible amidst the pounding of their hearts.
Katsuki nodded, a rare vulnerability etched on his usually scowling features. "Yeah. Every damn time I see you...working hard, helping others, smiling..." he trailed off, a hint of frustration creeping into his tone, "It just... It drives me fucking crazy, Izuku." His hands trailed down Izuku's neck, resting at the base of his back. "I can't help but want you more."
A wave of heat washed over Izuku, both from Katsuki's words and the possessive way his hands were now mapping his form. His heart raced faster, pulsing with newfound arousal and a surge of confidence he didn't know he possessed. Izuku leaned in again, lips seeking Katsuki's with a newfound assertiveness.
"Mhm," Izuku hummed, their noses brushing as he spoke between shallow breaths, "I...I want you too, Bakug—”
Izuku's confession was cut short by the sudden sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom door. Panic shot through him like a lightning bolt, eyes widening in alarm as he realized their secret rendezvous might be discovered. Before he could even process the implications fully, Katsuki's hand swiftly covered his mouth, silencing his words. In one swift motion, the explosive-haired boy lifted Izuku off the ground, pinning him against the cold stall wall. Izuku's heart leaped into his throat, a muffled yelp muffled by Katsuki's palm. His eyes locked onto Katsuki's, wide with surprise and a hint of excitement. This close, he could see the flecks of gold in Katsuki's fiery orbs, usually obscured by anger or determination, now blazing with desire.
Katsuki's body pressed flush against his, effectively muffling the soft thumping of their hearts. Izuku's legs instinctively wrapped around Katsuki's waist, arms clutching onto his shoulders for balance. The proximity was suffocating yet exhilarating, every muscle in his body tensing up. His mind raced with possibilities as the footsteps drew closer. They had to remain silent, hidden, until the intruder left.
Please, please, please don't open this stall, Izuku silently pleaded, his heartbeat thundering in his ears. He could feel Katsuki's heart racing just as fast, his breaths hot and erratic against his neck. Despite the fear of discovery, a thrilling spark of excitement coursed through him. This dangerous proximity heightened his senses, every touch, every breath shared between them amplified tenfold.
Izuku's mind struggled to reconcile the Katsuki he knew - the explosive, competitive classmate - with the one currently holding him captive against the wall, their bodies pressed together in secret desire. Katsuki's grip on his waist tightened slightly, fingers digging into his hoodie, as if reassuring himself that this wasn't merely a fleeting fantasy. Their bodies fit together perfectly, igniting an inferno within Izuku's core.
The door creaked open, followed by the sound of someone entering the restroom. Relief flooded Izuku briefly as the steps continued past their stall, only to dissipate as Katsuki's hold on him remained firm. Katsuki's eyes darted nervously toward the gap underneath the door, listening attentively. They shared a silent understanding - they couldn't risk being caught. Izuku's heart raced in his chest, hammering against his ribcage like a caged bird yearning to escape. He felt Katsuki's ragged breaths against his neck, each exhale igniting a trail of goosebumps across his sensitive skin.
After what seemed like an eternity, a familiar laughter echoed in the distance followed by a distinctly loud, "BAKUGO! Where the hell are you man? We're gonna miss the match!" Izuku's eyes widened in realization behind closed lids. Of all the times... it had to be Bakugo's best friend looking for him. Katsuki cursed under his breath, the profanity muffled against Izuku's cheek, making Izuku stifle a nervous giggle.
Katsuki's eyes met his, apologetic yet amused at the unfortunate timing. They remained frozen in this compromising position, listening to their classmate's retreating footsteps and gradually receding laughter until the restroom fell silent again. Slowly, Katsuki lowered Izuku to the floor, carefully removing his hand from his mouth. He could still feel the imprint of Katsuki's rough palm against his lips, the residual heat sending shivers down his spine.
"Are... are we okay?" Izuku managed to whisper, eyes flitting around anxiously, making sure they were truly alone. Katsuki exhaled a shaky breath, his face inches from Izuku's. He gently brushed a stray strand of green hair out of Izuku's sweat-dampened forehead, a rare gentle gesture from the explosive boy. "Yeah, we're fine," Katsuki replied lowly, a cocky smirk slowly spreading across his lips.
Izuku's heart rate refused to slow down even after the danger had passed. He felt exposed and vulnerable standing mere inches apart from Katsuki, their chests rising and falling in sync. Their gazes locked, Izuku could see the playful glint returning to Katsuki's eyes, replacing the earlier panic. Before he could utter another word, Katsuki leaned forward, capturing his lips in a brief, teasing peck. The contact was fleeting but left a scorching imprint on his lips. Izuku's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red, eyes wide with surprise and desire.
Katsuki smirked at his reaction before reaching down to unlock the stall door, pushing it open slightly to check the coast was clear. Satisfied that they were indeed alone, he turned back to Izuku, his expression serious once more. "We should... We should probably get going," Katsuki muttered, clearing his throat awkwardly. Izuku nodded silently, still reeling from the intensity of the past few moments. He couldn't deny the fluttering excitement in his chest or the lingering taste of citrus on his lips.
Swallowing his nervousness, Izuku gathered every bit of courage he had and spoke up, "Katsuki... about earlier..." he trailed off, fingers anxiously playing with the hem of his hoodie. "D-Do you... still want to..." He paused, cheeks burning even brighter at the thought of vocalizing his desires, Please don't let him say no, please don't let him say no, he mentally begged. "Do you still... want to... tonight?" he finally managed to ask in a small, shaky voice.
Katsuki froze mid-step, hand hovering over the door handle. Izuku's heart dropped to his stomach, dread pooling in the pit of his stomach like lead. He watched Katsuki's back tense, shoulders tensing up in an instant before relaxing in defeat. "Fuck, Izuku," Katsuki sighed, running a hand through his messy hair, "You know I do..." His words left Izuku's heart fluttering with hope, only for it to plummet seconds later as Katsuki continued, "...but I gotta study for an important exam tomorrow. I promised my mom I'd ace this one." Turning around, Katsuki met Izuku's hopeful gaze with an apologetic look. "Maybe... Maybe we can reschedule for tomorrow night? Or the day after?"
Izuku's disappointment was palpable, but he understood. Katsuki's academic performance meant everything to him, especially since he lacked quirks in a world that heavily favored those who possessed them. He nodded reluctantly, trying to push away the disappointment that threatened to consume him. "Yeah, sure. It's okay." He forced a reassuring smile, even though his heart ached at the prospect of waiting longer. "Your studies are important."
Katsuki's expression softened at his understanding, eyes briefly flickering with gratitude before his signature smirk resurfaced. "Don't worry, Deku. It'll be worth the wait." He gave Izuku one last lingering look before stepping out of the bathroom stall, leaving Izuku alone in the small cubicle.