Categories > Anime/Manga > My Hero Academia > Love that will Never be Reciprocated
The love birds get on the bus, secretly mesmerized by each other!
0Unrated
Izuku’s POV:
When he steps onto the first step and is in sight—I swear, time stops. His blonde hair shines in the morning light seeping through the bus’ large windshield. I feel like I can hear birds singing in the background, but it’s probably just my imagination. God, I’m obsessed with him. As he walks down the aisle to sit next to me, he doesn’t smile or anything, he never does. But I don’t mind, so I smile at him. “Hey, Kacchan!”
“What’s up, nerd.” He responds roughly yet my heart does a little flutter.
“I was wondering if you’d want to come over to my house today, we could even ask Kirishima and Denki if that’s okay!” I say, my blush masked by the cold. I don’t really want Kirishima-kun and Denki-kun to come over—I want it to just be me and Kacchan, but I know he’d say no if it was just us two.
“Sure.” He replies and turns away, looking down at his phone and scrolls through TikTok. I get excited, smiling about how after school I get to see my Kacchan—DID I JUST CALL HIM ‘MY KACCHAN’?! I am too obsessed with him, I already think he’s mine. I wouldn’t mind it though if he were mine… snap out of it Izuku!
I come back to reality when Kacchan brings the phone in between us, so we can watch TikTok together. I use this as an excuse to scoot a bit closer to him, my cheek brushing his shoulder. My heart seems to thump in my ears at our proximity. We scroll together, we laugh, and we then have to get up and get off at our stop for school. I hate having to be apart from him, but that won’t be for at least another hour or so. Once we get off, we walk next to each other on the sidewalk, watching our visible cloudy breath in the cold crisp air. It’s an awkward silence, so I’m glad Kacchan speaks up. “Why are you always wearing some sort of All Might merch every time I see you?” He says with a smirk he can’t seem to wipe off. I laugh softly, finding the question so random! But if I think about it closely, it’s really just his train of thought that gets him to that question. So that means… he has been thinking about me for the whole 5 minutes we were walking together?! The thought makes my heart skip a beat.
“U-uhm I don’t know, like, half of my closet is filled with All Might merch.” I laugh again, a bit more nervous this time. He laughs too, his voice deep. I swear to god, this man is sent straight from heaven.
“I like it, it makes you look like a cute fanboy.” It turns back to awkward silence. He basically shut up completely, as if he’s trying to not say anything else. My heart is beating ten times faster, if it’s even possible. I can’t believe he said that! I’m so happy right now, I don’t think he understands! I’m internally screaming. Once we finally get to school about two minutes later, Kirishima-kun runs up to us with a toothy smile, and Kacchan takes my hand immediately. I am practically flatlined.
── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Katsuki’s POV:
I step onto the bus. The first moment I see Izuku, time stops, I know of it. His emerald eyes look at me and I want to get lost in them. I’m not obsessed with him. As I walk down the aisle, I don’t smile back at him, I don’t want to give him any idea that I like him—which I don’t. “Hey, Kacchan!” He says in his cute little nerd voice—I did not just fucking say that.
“What’s up, nerd.” I respond, my heart fluttering at his voice.
“I was wondering if you’d want to come over to my house today, we could even ask Kirishima-kun and Denki-kun if that’s okay!” He says. I don’t really want shitty hair and dunce face to hang out with us, I want it to just be me and Izuku, but I know he’d say no if it was just us two. Not like I want to because I like him, but because he’s my friend and I want quality time with him—yeah, totally.
“Sure.” I reply and turn away because of a blush creeping up my cheeks. I look down at my phone and scroll through TikTok. I glance at him and he’s doing his stupidly cute muttering thing. After a moment, I face the phone so both of us can see. He scoots closer to me, and he’s softly touching my shoulder with his cheek. My heart is pounding in my ears, why the fuck is he so close? Not that I’m complaining—what the fuck, Katsuki! The bus comes to a stop after we laugh our butts off at some TikToks, and we get off together. We walk next to each other on the sidewalk, and I look down at the leaves crunching underneath my shoes. I start to think about how we’re going to hang out with shitty hair and dunce face after school. I remember sneaking into his room last time I was at his house, trying to steal a hoodie that probably wouldn’t fit me but I could just have it, y’know? But I looked in his closet and saw that his whole wardrobe was filled with All Might merch. Then my train of thought raced, and I realized he always is wearing at least one thing that is All Might merch. But then I notice the awkward silence between us, so I decide to ask what’s been on my mind just now. “Why are you always wearing some sort of All Might merch every time I see you?” I say with a small smirk that I can’t put away. He laughs, and holy fuck, his laugh makes my fucking knees go weak. He does his muttering thing again, and I can’t help but laugh quietly at him, he’s just so darn cute.
“U-uhm I don’t know, like, half of my closet is filled with All Might merch.” He laughs again, and I can feel my face heat up. I laugh too, and the look on his face is surreal. It’s like he’s looking at me like I’m sent from heaven.
“I like it, it makes you look like a cute fanboy.” It turns back to awkward silence. I shut up immediately, not wanting to say anymore dumb shit to get my heart going. I can’t believe I said that. I can’t even look at him, I’m so embarrassed—god! I’m internally screaming at myself. Once we finally get to school about two minutes later, shitty hair runs up to us with a toothy smile, and I take Izuku’s hand in mine. My heartbeat speeds up, but I am the one who knows about what shitty hair is about to say, so the handholding is like a sign to shitty hair that he needs to back off,
And he needs to shut the fuck up.
When he steps onto the first step and is in sight—I swear, time stops. His blonde hair shines in the morning light seeping through the bus’ large windshield. I feel like I can hear birds singing in the background, but it’s probably just my imagination. God, I’m obsessed with him. As he walks down the aisle to sit next to me, he doesn’t smile or anything, he never does. But I don’t mind, so I smile at him. “Hey, Kacchan!”
“What’s up, nerd.” He responds roughly yet my heart does a little flutter.
“I was wondering if you’d want to come over to my house today, we could even ask Kirishima and Denki if that’s okay!” I say, my blush masked by the cold. I don’t really want Kirishima-kun and Denki-kun to come over—I want it to just be me and Kacchan, but I know he’d say no if it was just us two.
“Sure.” He replies and turns away, looking down at his phone and scrolls through TikTok. I get excited, smiling about how after school I get to see my Kacchan—DID I JUST CALL HIM ‘MY KACCHAN’?! I am too obsessed with him, I already think he’s mine. I wouldn’t mind it though if he were mine… snap out of it Izuku!
I come back to reality when Kacchan brings the phone in between us, so we can watch TikTok together. I use this as an excuse to scoot a bit closer to him, my cheek brushing his shoulder. My heart seems to thump in my ears at our proximity. We scroll together, we laugh, and we then have to get up and get off at our stop for school. I hate having to be apart from him, but that won’t be for at least another hour or so. Once we get off, we walk next to each other on the sidewalk, watching our visible cloudy breath in the cold crisp air. It’s an awkward silence, so I’m glad Kacchan speaks up. “Why are you always wearing some sort of All Might merch every time I see you?” He says with a smirk he can’t seem to wipe off. I laugh softly, finding the question so random! But if I think about it closely, it’s really just his train of thought that gets him to that question. So that means… he has been thinking about me for the whole 5 minutes we were walking together?! The thought makes my heart skip a beat.
“U-uhm I don’t know, like, half of my closet is filled with All Might merch.” I laugh again, a bit more nervous this time. He laughs too, his voice deep. I swear to god, this man is sent straight from heaven.
“I like it, it makes you look like a cute fanboy.” It turns back to awkward silence. He basically shut up completely, as if he’s trying to not say anything else. My heart is beating ten times faster, if it’s even possible. I can’t believe he said that! I’m so happy right now, I don’t think he understands! I’m internally screaming. Once we finally get to school about two minutes later, Kirishima-kun runs up to us with a toothy smile, and Kacchan takes my hand immediately. I am practically flatlined.
── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Katsuki’s POV:
I step onto the bus. The first moment I see Izuku, time stops, I know of it. His emerald eyes look at me and I want to get lost in them. I’m not obsessed with him. As I walk down the aisle, I don’t smile back at him, I don’t want to give him any idea that I like him—which I don’t. “Hey, Kacchan!” He says in his cute little nerd voice—I did not just fucking say that.
“What’s up, nerd.” I respond, my heart fluttering at his voice.
“I was wondering if you’d want to come over to my house today, we could even ask Kirishima-kun and Denki-kun if that’s okay!” He says. I don’t really want shitty hair and dunce face to hang out with us, I want it to just be me and Izuku, but I know he’d say no if it was just us two. Not like I want to because I like him, but because he’s my friend and I want quality time with him—yeah, totally.
“Sure.” I reply and turn away because of a blush creeping up my cheeks. I look down at my phone and scroll through TikTok. I glance at him and he’s doing his stupidly cute muttering thing. After a moment, I face the phone so both of us can see. He scoots closer to me, and he’s softly touching my shoulder with his cheek. My heart is pounding in my ears, why the fuck is he so close? Not that I’m complaining—what the fuck, Katsuki! The bus comes to a stop after we laugh our butts off at some TikToks, and we get off together. We walk next to each other on the sidewalk, and I look down at the leaves crunching underneath my shoes. I start to think about how we’re going to hang out with shitty hair and dunce face after school. I remember sneaking into his room last time I was at his house, trying to steal a hoodie that probably wouldn’t fit me but I could just have it, y’know? But I looked in his closet and saw that his whole wardrobe was filled with All Might merch. Then my train of thought raced, and I realized he always is wearing at least one thing that is All Might merch. But then I notice the awkward silence between us, so I decide to ask what’s been on my mind just now. “Why are you always wearing some sort of All Might merch every time I see you?” I say with a small smirk that I can’t put away. He laughs, and holy fuck, his laugh makes my fucking knees go weak. He does his muttering thing again, and I can’t help but laugh quietly at him, he’s just so darn cute.
“U-uhm I don’t know, like, half of my closet is filled with All Might merch.” He laughs again, and I can feel my face heat up. I laugh too, and the look on his face is surreal. It’s like he’s looking at me like I’m sent from heaven.
“I like it, it makes you look like a cute fanboy.” It turns back to awkward silence. I shut up immediately, not wanting to say anymore dumb shit to get my heart going. I can’t believe I said that. I can’t even look at him, I’m so embarrassed—god! I’m internally screaming at myself. Once we finally get to school about two minutes later, shitty hair runs up to us with a toothy smile, and I take Izuku’s hand in mine. My heartbeat speeds up, but I am the one who knows about what shitty hair is about to say, so the handholding is like a sign to shitty hair that he needs to back off,
And he needs to shut the fuck up.
Sign up to rate and review this story