[don't try to weasel out of the fact and he won't remind them by throwing them in your face (as much)! there are certain reality slaps that izuku sometimes needs to get smacked with, no matter how jerkish, asinine, or painful they are. and katsuki's not kind enough to avoid hitting him with those facts for multiple reasons. even if they're somewhat-silly ones like these.
katsuki's very much aware that his comment sounded like endeavor. despite the utter monstrous bastard the man was, there's no denying he's an amazing hero. his drive, conviction, and results are worth learning from and even emulating, though obviously his methods and motives were fucking shit. but... he's improved a lot over the year, and bakugou saw a lot of himself in endeavor as much as the man did in him. a lot of who he could become. elements both to strive for and to avoid.
but really, when has he not told the world to "watch me"? reputation and image are one thing, but it's the results that matter most. (SCREW YOU, DENIM HEAD!! NEVER!!)]
I know.
[as much as he hated to admit it, katsuki had always watched izuku. for so many damn reasons. looking down on him to make sure he stayed as far behind and away from him as possible. looking behind himself in rage and surprise as the shitty weakling began to catch up to him. gaping in shock and staring wide-eyed as he not only came neck and neck to him, but even managed to surpass him! boring holes in his green-haired head as he sprinted forward as fast as possible, clawing at every scrap of strength and improvement he could to tear shut that suddenly-reversed gap between them, refusing to be the one playing catch up, damning everything if he was to stay behind as the loser!
watching him silently as izuku improved in front of his eyes with each private lesson all might set before him, understanding more and more those facets that made izuku izuku. before finally understanding enough to regard his best friend as the hero he always had been, the one katsuki knew he was from the start. the one he didn't want to see because in so many ways, izuku could be better... than him. but no, he refused to accept that. forever he'd watch izuku and challenge him, knowing those green eyes were always on him as well, promising to overtake the new symbol of peace and surpass him no matter what. because izuku never stopped watching him... because katsuki couldn't take his eyes off of him either.
silent in his own thoughts, the bombastic teen breaks from the mulling as that soft exhale seeps out behind him. ugh, bastard. you don't have to vocalize your drinking! swear he rolls his eyes so hard, he scraped them against the top of his skull.]
There's not even water in the human body... I don't even wanna fucking think about it.
[and goes back to his tea, doing his damnest not to envision izuku and his mother flooding the damn apartments below them. or the waterworks at the end of the cavalry battle that drove deku to his knees through solid rock. how the fuck is that not a quirk somehow? forceful tears or some shit like that...]
Mrgh-! [katsuki makes a stressed noise into his tea, shoulders hunching at the question. why the hell does he have to ask him to relive those memories?!] You've never seen them drunk, idiot. They fucking horrible, clinging to me and talking like I'm some damn little kid again! [yes, because 'horrible' for katsuki bakugou is an overly-affectionate smothering parent.]
so glad to hear it!
katsuki's very much aware that his comment sounded like endeavor. despite the utter monstrous bastard the man was, there's no denying he's an amazing hero. his drive, conviction, and results are worth learning from and even emulating, though obviously his methods and motives were fucking shit. but... he's improved a lot over the year, and bakugou saw a lot of himself in endeavor as much as the man did in him. a lot of who he could become. elements both to strive for and to avoid.
but really, when has he not told the world to "watch me"? reputation and image are one thing, but it's the results that matter most. (SCREW YOU, DENIM HEAD!! NEVER!!)]
I know.
[as much as he hated to admit it, katsuki had always watched izuku. for so many damn reasons. looking down on him to make sure he stayed as far behind and away from him as possible. looking behind himself in rage and surprise as the shitty weakling began to catch up to him. gaping in shock and staring wide-eyed as he not only came neck and neck to him, but even managed to surpass him! boring holes in his green-haired head as he sprinted forward as fast as possible, clawing at every scrap of strength and improvement he could to tear shut that suddenly-reversed gap between them, refusing to be the one playing catch up, damning everything if he was to stay behind as the loser!
watching him silently as izuku improved in front of his eyes with each private lesson all might set before him, understanding more and more those facets that made izuku izuku. before finally understanding enough to regard his best friend as the hero he always had been, the one katsuki knew he was from the start. the one he didn't want to see because in so many ways, izuku could be better... than him. but no, he refused to accept that. forever he'd watch izuku and challenge him, knowing those green eyes were always on him as well, promising to overtake the new symbol of peace and surpass him no matter what. because izuku never stopped watching him... because katsuki couldn't take his eyes off of him either.
silent in his own thoughts, the bombastic teen breaks from the mulling as that soft exhale seeps out behind him. ugh, bastard. you don't have to vocalize your drinking! swear he rolls his eyes so hard, he scraped them against the top of his skull.]
There's not even water in the human body... I don't even wanna fucking think about it.
[and goes back to his tea, doing his damnest not to envision izuku and his mother flooding the damn apartments below them. or the waterworks at the end of the cavalry battle that drove deku to his knees through solid rock. how the fuck is that not a quirk somehow? forceful tears or some shit like that...]
Mrgh-! [katsuki makes a stressed noise into his tea, shoulders hunching at the question. why the hell does he have to ask him to relive those memories?!] You've never seen them drunk, idiot. They fucking horrible, clinging to me and talking like I'm some damn little kid again! [yes, because 'horrible' for katsuki bakugou is an overly-affectionate smothering parent.]