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As Katsuki stares at Izuku from across the dorm living room, he comes to a horrid, terrible realization. That he, the amazing Katsuki, was utterly and madly in love with this stupid boy.
While Katsuki's head is spinning from this realization, Izuku bursts into laughter from something one of his dumbass friends had said, and Katsuki made up his mind. That no matter what he had to do, he would get Izuku to date him.
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Katsuki needed to figure out how to get Izuku to love him: I refuse to be the only one to feel these feelings. If I have to be in love with this fucker, I am going to make him worship the ground I walk on.
So, Katsuki grabbed a pen and paper and started scheming. He would first need to talk to his own dumbasses and get them to help him out with this mission.
First Katsuki would start by getting Izuku to enjoy his presence to the fullest.
Second, he would get Izuku to see how hot Katsuki is. Katsuki is a fucking snack. So Katsuki would get Izuku drooling over him.
Third, he would thrust little gifts upon him.
Fourth, he would flirt.
Now all he had to do was actually do it. Katsuki would succeed. He would not allow for any other option.
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“Hey! Izuku!” Katsuki said as he approached Izuku in the kitchen on Saturday morning.
Izuku looked startled at Katsuki being the one to approach him first. Katsuki smugly thought that this was only the beginning.
“I’m going to the mall. Come with me.” Katsuki ordered, leaving no room for opposition.
Izuku spluttered as Katsuki grabbed his hand and started pulling, already running out of patience. Katsuki already had everything he needed, and like hell he would allow Izuku to pay for anything when he was actively trying to court Izuku.
As Katsuki walked out the door with Izuku trailing after him, trying to keep up, everyone that was in the kitchen was left stunned.
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“What do you think that was about?” Denki hissed after the pair had left.
“I don’t know. Do you think that Katsuki is going to hurt Izuku?” Tsuyu asked.
“I don’t think so.” Mina said with a glint in her eyes.
“What do you know?” Uraraka asked, eyes narrowing as she tried to discern what Mina knew.
“I'm not telling!” Mina sing-songed.