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starting a new year as a freshman in college, bakugou feels like everyone has changed. including him.. in a way.
kirishima and minas hair is longer, shouto is more talkative, so is jirou, and so on.
its nothing special. everyone changes. even bakugou himself did. hes more… laid back. at least he says he is.
so when he sees izuku.. why does it feel different? like he said, everyone changes, so why does the change of izuku midoriya, the person hes known his whole life, surprise him so much?
why?
what is this feeling?
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“whoooahhh, midobro, thats you? you changed so much! its manly as hell though.”
“oh my gosh, izubabe, you look so pretty, and your hair is so soft!”
“wow deku, you definitely changed over summer! its a good look on you!”
“you look nice midoriya. i like the change.”
was all bakugou heard. throughout all the lectures, the free periods-all day. not only did it piss him off, it also gave him extreme fomo. practically everyone he knew had been going on and on and on about how much izuku had changed.
FOMO. fear of missing out. FOMO is the fear of missing out. It describes the uncomfortable feeling or concern that other people are having enriching experiences while you are absent.
fear. most people wouldnt really care for that word. well, atleast not in this context. but bakugou did. fear.
fear of not being able to witness such the drastic change in izuku midoriya.
fear.
fear of not knowing why everyone has been talking about izuku midoriya.
fear.
of not constantly being in izuku midoriyas veiw. always being atleast just a turn of the head away from that beautiful, beautiful boy.
but it didnt matter. not with bakugou it didnt. especially not with bakugou. the bakugou fucking katsuki. because that shit didnt matter.
but that word. fear. fear.. the fear of missing out on everything izuku midoriya did. it lingered. usually things like this didnt even get a piece of bakugous peace. never did.
and definitely not a stupid crush.
this wasnt what this was though. it was more.
he longed to be able to hold izuku in his arms. to brush his fingers through those beautiful green curls that he loved, oh so dearly. to look into those beautiful big green eyes at night after making such love to him. the fear of not being able to do that.
thats where it came from. the fear part at least. he feared not having izuku midoriya in his life.
he did when he pushed him down in middle school simply because he was a little different from others.
he did when he and izuku were just little boys, going on play dates, and park visits together.
and that disturbed katsuki bakugous peace. and when something disturbs his peace, he goes crazy.
he didnt know that though. because it had yet to happen. nothing had ever made bakugou act such a way.
but izuku midoriya did. and that was a problem.
and that made even more fear seep into his life.
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sharp teeth moving, pink and yellow hair moving around his dorm, and UA uniforms were all what filled bakugous vision at the moment. it would be better if it was green hair and eyes that was doing so but hey, at least he was with his friends.
yes. friends. the way bakugou acts around said friends would definitely say otherwise, but between bakugou and himself, he really, deeply felt for his friends.
he didnt know why he acted so meanlh towards them. it just… is the norm.
a ball hits his face.
nevermind. he does know why he acts such a way.
”are you fucking serious. are you. fucking. serious.”
he felt like he needed to repeat what he had said. it made him calm his nerves more. so yelling, screaming, and hitting wouldnt happen.
“sorry bakubabe, but you weren’t listening! how else was i supposed to get your attention.”
maybe by saying my name, mina.
he didnt voice that thought though. because doing so would just make him even more pissed.
”what even was it. what is it.”
bakugou had a feeling where this might go.
”izuku looks different. like, cute different. have you seen him?”
jirou voiced. that monotone voice reminding him that there was at least one insufferable person in this room.
he knew it! he fucking knew it. everything has been revolving around izuku lately.
“no, i havent. but i think i have some stupid project to work on with him in some class.”
everyone hummed. mina giggled. kirishima chuckled. kaminari doubled in on himself in laughter, sero burst out laughing beside him, even jirou chuckled.
“the fucks funny?”
bakugou says, a natural scowl already forming on his face already.
talk about FOMO.
fear of missing out.
fear.
anyways.
sero spoke up this time.
”dude your like.. hella red.”
what! no the fuck he isnt!
”w-what?! no the fuck im not.”
kaminari laughed even harder.
”dude, no need to lie! every time anyone says anything related izuku your a tomato!”
was he really?
everyone around him laughed. going back to moving around, enjoying the time they ate having in bakugous cramped dorm.
but bakugou stilled. was he really that whipped? to the poing of blushing? he is a grown man! how could he blush over some boy! like a middle schooler.
yeah. maybe it was a crush.
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waking up the next morning, he couldnt think of anyone, but izuku. anything, but izuku.
as he stood up from his bed,
if only izuku was here, waking up with me.
brushing his teeth,
is izuku doing that right now?
getting dressed, into regular grey sweatpants and a matching hoodie.
what will izuku wear today?
leaving the house, and getting into his car to drive to campus.
how does izuku get to lecture?
walking into class, hearing his teacher talk about group assignments.
who will izuku work with?
smelling sweet fragrances, and flowers.
what does izu-
wait. group. projects. group. partners.
flowers. izuku.
“kacchan?”
thats when he snapped out of it. the seat that was usually empty, now accommodated by.. izuku.
the now, long haired izuku. beautiful, soft green curls now laying on his shoulders rather than his neck.
“izuku. hey. sorry, i was.. zoned out.”
a giggle. is all he heard. and all he saw was fingers going up to tuck hair behind a pretty, pink ear.
“silly kacchan. how was your summer? are you ready to start out project? do you want to work on it in your dorm? or mine?”
god, he was beautiful. so beautiful bakugou couldnt help but zone out again. not because of izukus beauty though.
because of the FOMO. he really feared what he had missed out on. izuku. thats what.
his izuku.
the fear slowly crept up his back.
disturbing his peace.
oh.
he rembered. when he thought to himself “what is this feeling.”
thats what it was.
fear.