Eventually, Bakugou escaped the bathroom after some employee told the group of teens to stop crowding the bathroom door. Bless that worker...

When he walked out, he noticed something and he wasn't sure why he noticed it.

Izuku was gone.

All that was left was a book and an open bag of chips where he previously sat.

The arcade had become very loud, the cheers and disappointment of students mixing with the flashing light and becoming an unbearable headache.

Katsuki walked over, picking up the book but leaving the chips. He flipped to the first par on the book, and it actually wasn't a hero notebook as he theorized.

It was a sketch book. A little figure that looked like Izuku holding a big sign over his head. "If found, please return to me! My number is- ***-***-****"

Katsuki looked through it a bit. It's not like the nerd would know, right?

Hero designs, costume designs, nature... he had a lot of drawings in here, that's for sure. Some of people, some of places. Katsuki kept flipping, but one picture caught his attention.

A picture of him. Smiling happily with a sweet look on his face.

A familiar drawing.

A drawing that could only come from one person.

There's no fucking way.

~~~~~~~~~

Izuku is currently pacing his floor.

How could I be so stupid?! If anyone finds that sketchbook, I might just die! What if they look through it?! WHAT IF THEY SHOW IT TO KACCHAN?!

UUUGGGHHH
I'm so dead!

It had been 20 minutes since Izuku left te arcade, but he was too afraid to go back. What if they had already found it? What if they were waiting for him?!

KACCHAN IS GOING TO KILL ME!

Izuku's thoughts were interrupted by his doorbell. His head snapped to the side, eyes locked on the door. He slowly walked up to it, grabbing the cold handle in his soft hands. He slowly opens the door, and the person he least wanted to see was there.

At 11:15 at night, standing outside his door, is Kacchan. With his sketchbook

...yeah he's dead.

Katsuki's face was slightly pink, but Izuku assumed he ran over here. There was no there reason.

"D-did you look t-th-through it?"

His voice shook and cracked.

"No. Now take your fucking book nerd."

Katsuki scowled, but it wasn't what Izuku was used to. It seemed softer but he had no clue why.

"By the way... your opening picture with the sign? It's.. cute..."

He seemed to be avoiding Izuku's shocked gaze, instead just walking away to his apartment.

Izumi stares after Katsuki with wide eyes. What...???

Izuku tried to calm down, a blush raging on his pale face. Cute and squishy~

Yet, when Katsuki entered his home, he flopped down on his bed.

"How the hell could it be that nerd?"

                 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Later that night, Katsuki made a tough decision. He was gonna text... Caramel. Izuku. Whoever the fuck they are.

Yet, even knowing the strong possibility that it was "that stupid deku" Kacchan couldn't seem to love them together any less.

DefaultTNT: hey baby doll

Oh god... what am I doing, this is the stupid nerd! I think...

CallMeCaramel: hey Babe. Ugh. I really wish I could give you a hug rn >~<

DefaultTNT: what's the problem sweetheart?

CallMeCaramel: I've just ha a rough day is all...

A strange idea came to Katsuki's mind. If Deku's awake...

DefaultTNT: I can come give you a hug.

CallMeCaramel: huh? But you don't know who I am, you cant give me a hug.

Katsuki was already on his way.

DefaultTNT: I looked...

Ding dong

The doorbell rang, and Izuku anxiously ran over, whipping it open, phone in hand and his hair all messed up. His pajamas were barely on, caught up in the panic of the situation.

A hand was set upon his curly locks.

"Hey nerd."