[all it earned was another soft puff of breath, hiding his smile in katsuki's shoulder as he gruffed about with his facts. it was something he had always appreciated, even if the honesty came with a lot of aggression most of the time. after being exposed to it all his life, it was just how katsuki was and he never seemed to mind it.
'watch me.'
shifting a bit next to him, so he could look back at his screen. izuku nearly making the mistake of pointing out that kacchan had sounded like endeavor-san, but thought better of it. so, instead he opts for something a bit more truthful as he always did strive to be;]
i never stopped
[a simple statement of his own. something that may have been embarrassing to admit for anyone other than izuku. he had always been there, from trailing behind, to walking alongside. eager eyes tracking kacchan's progress and growth, inspired by his strength and tenacity. so many people could claim to be strong, but to izuku... katsuki managed to have both bark and bite, and how he still set his sights higher and higher...
he was inspiring.
fighting alongside him, to be heroes together. it was a dream come true for him, tarnished a bit by the current state of their breaking world. but nothing could take away from their teamwork or how it made him feel. always reaching out, hand outstretched. katsuki always seemed so far away.
he blinked away his reminiscing, taking another sip of his own tea with a gentle 'ahhh' of relief.]
i think last new years was the worst of it. we nearly flooded the apartment downstairs. but i was doing really well! after i showed mom the letter eri-chan wrote for me she burst into tears and then i did and it was a mess.
[a fond memory he hoped to take with him in the final battle to come. to remember the warmth in his chest, the people he was fighting for. the people they had lost. the ones they could yet save.]
define horrible. your mom and dad have always been very sweet to me.
it's all good! deku and i ain't going anywhere. c:
'watch me.'
shifting a bit next to him, so he could look back at his screen. izuku nearly making the mistake of pointing out that kacchan had sounded like endeavor-san, but thought better of it. so, instead he opts for something a bit more truthful as he always did strive to be;]
i never stopped
[a simple statement of his own. something that may have been embarrassing to admit for anyone other than izuku. he had always been there, from trailing behind, to walking alongside. eager eyes tracking kacchan's progress and growth, inspired by his strength and tenacity. so many people could claim to be strong, but to izuku... katsuki managed to have both bark and bite, and how he still set his sights higher and higher...
he was inspiring.
fighting alongside him, to be heroes together. it was a dream come true for him, tarnished a bit by the current state of their breaking world. but nothing could take away from their teamwork or how it made him feel. always reaching out, hand outstretched. katsuki always seemed so far away.
he blinked away his reminiscing, taking another sip of his own tea with a gentle 'ahhh' of relief.]
i think last new years was the worst of it. we nearly flooded the apartment downstairs. but i was doing really well! after i showed mom the letter eri-chan wrote for me she burst into tears and then i did and it was a mess.
[a fond memory he hoped to take with him in the final battle to come. to remember the warmth in his chest, the people he was fighting for. the people they had lost. the ones they could yet save.]
define horrible. your mom and dad have always been very sweet to me.