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I woke up the next day with a damp pillow. It took me a moment to remember that I was dying and my parents had guilt-tripped me into considering admitting my feelings to my crushes. The very notion of admitting my feelings was laughable. I rolled out of my bed and walked sleepily to my bathroom. I knew that my parents would most likely be at work, despite the fact that is was Saturday. I wouldn't be home when they got back from their fashion show. Aizawa made me promise to go back to the dorms every Saturday. I wasn't allowed to stay out the entire weekend. It was mainly because I was one of the League of Villains main targets. Along with my crushes Deku and Icyhot. 

When I had finished eradicating the bacteria in my mouth, I quickly got dressed, snatched an apple from the fruit bowl and left the house. I was sure to leave a note on the kitchen table assuring my parents I would make an attempt at confessing, although I think it was very clear that I was lying. I didn't feel that much different from the previous day. My chest felt a tiny bit heavier but that was it. Nothing that I couldn't bear. 

The walk to the dorms was uneventful. No villains attacking. No stray little girls fucking up people's lives. Nothing out of the ordinary. Although I did see Shitty hair and Racoon Eyes out on a date. I made sure to steer clear of them. If I got to close I knew they would start chatting to me and all I really wanted to do at that moment was get into my nice cool dorm room and relax. It wasn't a lot to ask for. So why did the universe feel the need to fuck me over?

I was so close to the dorms. I was so close to making my way peacefully to my room and not encountering any extras, but the universe decided to flip me the bird and send the two people I really didn't want to see straight towards me. "Hey, Kacchan!" Deku's annoyingly sweet voice called from not that far behind me. I wanted to rush onwards and ignore the adorable pest, but I just couldn't, it felt like something was stopping me from doing so. "Hello, Deku." I gritted out, turning to see him rushing towards me with Icyhot's hand firmly grasped in his own. He looked like he was dragging the poor bastard. I will admit, seeing the two together, so happy and carefree, made me just a tiny bit jealous. That's a lie. It made me extremely jealous that I couldn't be a part of their relationship, but I wasn't going to do shit about it. As I said, I'd rather die than admit my feelings. 

*Shoto's POV*

Izuku and I had been coming back from a date when we came across Bakugo slowing making his way towards the dorms. Now I will admit, both Izuku and I have feelings for the cretin known as Katsuki Bakugo. There was no valid reason for us to like him. He was an asshole, way too angry and frankly rude to both of us. But both Izuku and I agreed he'd been a lot less rude as of recent than he usually was. A couple of days previously we had been changing and I had been very subtly admiring Bakugo's tiny waist when he caught me. He had shouted at me for five minutes straight, all whilst a very noticeable blush had dominated his cheeks. He didn't have the right to be so wound up though, just the day before I had caught him checking me out and I hadn't said anything. Anyway, we had been walking back from our date and spotted Bakugo.

"Hey, Kacchan!" Izuku yelled, dragging me behind him as he ran towards the human gremlin. Crimson eyes which could pierce your soul looked up at us and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Hello, Deku." Bakugo growled through gritted teeth. I'm not going to lie, the fact that he completely ignored me hurt a bit, but I wasn't going to show that. "Are you coming back from your parent's house?" Izuku asked as we fell into step with the Bakugo. From the angle I was stood, he looked even, more breathtakingly beautiful. "Of course I am!" Bakugo tutted with faux anger. You can tell when his anger is genuine and when it's fake if you look into his eyes. Of course, not a lot of people had the courage to look into the devil's eyes, but if you looked, you'd see that a majority of the time, he's not actually angry. "Cool! Shoto and I bought some desserts for everyone! You should try one when we get back!" Izu cheered, showing Bakugo the white plastic bag full with several boxes of doughnuts. Bakugo grunted, the entire class had interpreted this to mean he was agreeing to something. We walked the rest of the way in silence. It didn't escape my notice that Bakugo looked slightly pained and kept coughing.

When we arrived back at the dorms, it seemed that nearly everyone was back, aside from Kirishima and Mina who always went on dates on Saturdays. "HEY! WE BROUGHT BACK DOUGHNUTS!" Izuku shouted, his voice echoed around the dorms before we heard thundering footsteps as the many students of Class 1A ran to the kitchen as fast as they could to get the best doughnuts. "If you want a good one I suggest you take one fast." I warned Bakugo, who just tutted and snatched a glazed doughnut and swaggered into the sitting room. Izuku watched him leave with a worried gaze. "Kacchan seemed a bit off you know," he whispered to me so that we wouldn't be overheard by the rest of the class who were swarming the doughnuts like piranhas. "Yeah, he looked like he was in pain. We both know he won't say anything if he is though." I whispered in return. My boyfriend nodded his head and started to make his way into the sitting room where we came across Bakugo staring resolutely at the TV screen.

*Izuku's POV*

Kacchan seemed off on our walk back to school. He barely said anything. He hadn't insulted me or Shoto once since we met up with him not too far from the dorms. He seemed to be stuck in his own little world. When Sho and I walked into the sitting room, Kacchan was avidly watching a true-crime documentary. His eyes never left the screen, not even when Sho and I sat next to him. The only acknowledgement we received was a grunt. It hurt to be ignored by Kacchan. Even if it was bad attention, any attention felt good when it came from Kacchan. I could tell Sho felt the same way as me, he had a look of sadness in his eyes. We both wanted to confess our feelings so much, but we were both too scared of the boy we loved reaction.

*Katsuki's POV*

Those two shitty bastards, who made my heart ache damn near constantly, sat next to me whilst I was trying to concentrate on a documentary about the massacre of 50 people in a suburban town. It was riveting content. But I was too distracted by the handsome and adorable boys sitting beside me. I just wanted to kiss them. I mean kill them! I wanted to kill them. Stupid emotions. "So... Katsuki, I can call you that right, how are you?" Half and half asked. I was shocked when he called me by my given name, and to drop it so casually. How was this bastard so smooth? Him saying my name sent a pleasant tingle down my spine. "Tch, I'm fine you bastard, why are you even asking?" I snapped. I wasn't fine. My chest was killing me and even though the pain had been soothed slightly when Deku and Icyhot sat with me, it still felt as though an elephant was perched on my chest. " I'm just concerned about the well being of a friend." Icyhot deadpanned. I didn't let it show but that word killed me. Friend. That was all I'd ever be to those two bastards.