Loving a lie

|3| Come on... give it your best shot.

I sighed and shook my head again. "Look kacchan.. i'm- i'm super busy right now, okay? Normally I'd say yes but I'm working on my quirk at the moment, so I'll have to ask you to leave.." I squeeze myself tighter, my breath hitching in my throat. I was walking a tightrope right now.. and- my "barrier" was not doing anything to make me feel any safer.

He notices that I'm holding myself, making him even angrier. Normally he liked to feel big, like he was in control, but now when it made him feel like a monster.. and it wasn't lost on him how scared I was. I smiled timidly, trying to keep it together as Kacchan slowly began walking towards me, a cocky and smug smirk formed on his face as he approached with heavy footsteps, not stopping until he was directly in front of me, towering over me from being a little shorter. His tone was abruptly cold and no longer sleepy, causing a frigidness to seep into my spine as he leans down to speak directly in my face. "And what if I don't want to?"

"..listen.. Could you please not right now?" I asked with irritation, sounding a little sassier than intended. "All Might said I needed to practice more. This is the only time I get to." I didn't mean to stir the pot but he was growing peskier by the minute and it was getting on my nerves. I wasn't scared of him.. just cautious, though the way my posture was suddenly sharp and stiff told alot about how I really felt.

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Fuck no.. who did Izuku think he was taking to? Katsuki steps forward and pins Deku to the wall as he grips his chin and tilts it up, forcing him to look at him. "you think i give a damn about all might? i wasnt asking. i'm telling. i don't care how busy you are. you'll make time for me." he leaned in. "i don't appreciate you making me mad like this. not when i'm this fucking frustrated already."

But Izuku wasn't having it either. He was so.. sick of being pushed around! He WASNT some little boy or a toy Katsuki could play with whenever he got bored. He clenched his fists despite the situation he was in, his jaw set as he looked back into Katsuki's eyes. "Just GO, okay? you always bully me and say you hate me so just hate me for another hour so i can get my work done!"

Katsuki scoffs and grabs a fistful of his hair, tilting Izuku's head back as he leaned into his neck, growling a little under his breath. "You goddamn idiot.. You know damn well I don't hate you so stop putting words in my fucking mouth. i could never hate you.. you know that." he mumbled, breath hot on his neck. this was as close to a "i love you" as deku was gonna get. "Now come on.." Katsuki tugged a little at Izuku's wrist, sort of pulling back but hovering close to his face, his tone softening slightly. "I want to-"

"NO. Kacchan, I'm fed up. Get OUT. I'm telling you I want you to leave, so GO." Izuku groaned and stepped to the right, seeing an opening to move away from him.

Katsuki stepped to the right at the same time and slammed a fist into the wall next to deku's head, clearly angry now. his eyes narrowed as he leaned in, his voice low and dangerous. "that's not how this works, nerd. when i say i want something i expect you to give it to me when i say so. stop being a pathetic loser and come when you're called. That's the last time I'm gonna tell you-"

*SMACK*

Izuku brought his right hand straight down across the other boys cheek, scarring his pale skin with a red handprint that would last a few hours. He panted as he watched the shock in Katsuki's eyes slowly turn into hurt, then hostility. Bakugo's eyes flared with outrage, then lowered with understanding, no room for debate now as he glared with an ominous silence that was unlike him.

For thirty seconds, neither boy said anything.

They both silently watched each other, heaving.
Deku, timidly.
Bakugo, angrily.

Waiting for the other to make a move...

Katsuki moved first. He grabbed Deku's wrist before he could step away, his grip tight as he pulled him back towards him as he pinned him against the wall again, this time holding both of his wrists above his head. his raspy voice rose to an unnerving screech.  "YEAH? YOU'RE FED UP? I'M FED UP! Do you have any idea how much of a PAIN in my ass you ARE?!" He growls and removes one hand from a wrist to grab onto deku's hair, pulling his head down so he could easily speak into his ear, his hot breath tickling Deku's ear. "you're not going anywhere until i fucking say so.. you don't get to tell ME what to do. you're MINE. you need to remember who you belong to."

"What the fuck? I don't belong you, you weirdo-" Deku replied quickly, with a swiftness that caused him to be caught off guard. Just for a second. Izuku wasn't the quick-witted king Bakugo was, the freckled-boys face scrunching with disgust as he eyed the blonde male up and down.

"Okayy, oookaaay. You wanna play games?" Katsuki's voice dipped low and gravely as he gripped Izuku's neck, squeezing it until his fingerprints made his pale submissive throat red. Izuku let out a strangled moan, closing his eyes to be free of Bakugo's suffocating sharp gaze that felt like it was burning into his skin. With his other calloused hand, Katsuki tightened his grip on deku's hair. "yes you absolutely do. i made you mine a long time ago, it's not my fault that you're in denial. maybe i should remind you of that fact." he growls as he pressed himself against deku. "you should really quit while you're ahead.. you're making things much worse on yourself. You're already dead meat once we get back to my room." Katsuki's eyes narrowed as he tugged Deku's hair, forcing him to look him in the eye. "I suggest, you shut the fuck up."

Izuku's eyes widened. what ever could that mean...?