#now it's missing bkdk hours all the time and i don't like it

[missingbk-dkhours]

I think I miss my wife...

(bkdk)

[dynaizuku]

not enough freckles!

enjoy this little drabble! ^^

thinking about uni students bkdk where they go to different unis and katsuki lived in an apartment near his uni because musutafu was too far away to travel to back and forth everyday while izuku went to a uni that was like an hour and a half train ride from their hometown. and katsuki was just... hot.

he got almost everyone after him just a month in the uni and it was pissing him off. that was why he had a hard time making friends because he always felt like these extras just wanna be close to him to get in his pants.

so izuku was naturally worried. it wasn't like he didn't trust katsuki... he was just scared that katsuki might go and realize that he deserved someone better. katsuki was in a big uni in the city after all! there were a lot of pretty girls and guys there.

and well... izuku was just... well, izuku.

his fashion sense had improved a lot. he now knew how to dress up and his lame statement shirts were now demoted as his house shirts. but still... he still had this feeling that katsuki was too good to be true and it was only a matter of time before the blonde could meet someone better.

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it was a thursday and izuku didn't have classes. he knew it was a bit stupid of him to even think about it, but he wanted to give katsuki a surprise visit.

katsuki had told him how busy uni was, that was why his replies were late. he even missed a few of their regular video calls.

izuku was very understanding, but he had a feeling that what he had been afraid of was already happening.

he thought katsuki was too good to cheat. izuku figured the blond would at least break up with him first before going to someone better.

so, despite the ugly feeling in his chest, he packed clothes good for the weekend (just in case), and got on the first train that morning.

katsuki had once told him how he and "the extras"—meaning, katsuki's few friends—always stayed at this cafe at this hour.

he'd met these friends through video calls. and izuku did his best, but he couldn't help but be insecure sometimes. kirishima was very pretty, and he seemed to be the closest to katsuki, too

"don't worry, midoriya! bakugou here is really just all studying and yelling at us," the redhead always assured him, but izuku didn't miss the way he put his arm over katsuki's shoulder and normally, katsuki would nudge that away, but he let it happen.

izuku shook his head, trying to shake away the ugly thoughts.

he was now here! and katsuki had no idea. he aggressively wiped away the tears that were already forming.

this was such a stupid idea, but he still made his way to the cafe and held his breathe when he saw katsuki with his friends—kaminari, sero, and kirishima.

they seemed to be so immersed in whatever it was they were studying, even saw how katsuki looked over at what kirishima was writing then smacked the other's head before barking whatever it was that he was explaining.

kaminari and sero laughed, while kirishima was pouting as he nodded before erasing something from the paper.

izuku then went inside and nervously made his way to their table when a pretty girl beat him to it.

"bakugou," he sweetly called and izuku's breathe hitched.

kaminari and sero both had this mischievous glint in their eyes and katsuki huffed a breath, as he kept writing.

"what the fuck do you want?" he barked.

"we-well... i'm just trying my luck. i like yo–"

"well, stop fucking trying because you'll just get rejected just like everyone else."

izuku was surprised.

"b-but! i heard you have a type!" the girl whine, stomping her foot.

"yeah? and you think you're my type?" katsuki wasn't even looking at her.

"you aren't looking at me!" so katsuki begrudgingly lifted up his head and snorted.

bakugou katsuki snorted after seeing the girl's face.

"see? i am your type!" the girl insisted.

katsuki just looked at her then said, "you fucking thought just because you have freckles i'd say yes to you?"

izuku felt himself blush. what the hell?

"well, let me fucking tell you. not enough freckles!" katsuki exclaimed, standing up. "and you're blonde? no one told you the memo? i like someone who has green, curly hair. your eyes? they're blue. i love someone who has green eyes."

izuku was now crying.

he was expecting the worst, but he was really worrying for nothing.

"i like someone whose name is midoriya izuku so if that's not you, then get the hell out of my sight."

kirishima snorted while kaminari and sero went full on laughing, slapping their legs as they did.

the poor girl scoffed and started walking out.

izuku made sure to get out of the way, but the girl still saw her, which somehow made her cry harder.

"de-izuku," he heard katsuki.

"kacchan!" he ran to his kacchan's arms, bag dropped to the ground. the blond was quick to hug him back.

"i-i'm sorry!" izuku cried, hugging katsuki even tighter, if that was even possible.

"hah?! what for?"

"i-i thought... you found someone better and that you'll break up with me!" izuku blabbered, "so i-i... but you... i'm sorry, kacchan!"

katsuki just chuckled and pulled izuku closer.

"damn, nerd. what did i tell you? stop looking down on yourself," he said, kissing the greenette's temple. "you're the hottest person in the world," he whispered.

"ka-kacchan!" izuku was flustered, which made katsuki satsified.

and that was how the whole uni knew that bakugou katsuki was smitten and whipped and would never be interested in anyone else but izuku.

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