I'm writing this in the shower so I might ruin my phone but it's worth it???? Somehow???

Also, I would like to thank all of you, you guys are amazing. You're fucking gods and goddesses. Thank you.
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The next day Izuku didn't come to school. His mom called the school, claimed he was ill.

He was faking, of course but his mom didn't know that.

Meanwhile, Katsuki sits in his fourth period knowing exactly what going on. Izuku is scared.

Izuku's scared he's gonna get beat up. Scared of seeing him. Scared of seeing Katsuki. What is Kacchan told people? What if he's mad? What if he doesn't want Izuku alive?!

Oh god.

What if Kacchan told everyone what happened?!?!

I have to cut ties. He's Bakugou now... he's not Kacchan. He hates me. He's always gonna hate me. He can't be Kacchan anymore. Bakugou...

I can't.

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The next day Izuku came back to school. He had to. He couldn't hide forever.

He walked into class with his head down, hoping no one would really notice him...

But all his friends are up to him. To his relief, all they asked about was wether he felt better or not. No one said anything about a kiss, or about... Bakugou.

The name sounded odd to Izuku. He had never called Bakugou that.

Anyhow, he swallowed his words and gave his friends a smile, reassuring them that he was indeed fine.

He went to his seat.

His seat right behind Bakugou.

"I'm sorry about that, Bakugou"

The words were quiet and he was sure that his violent ex-friend wouldn't hear him. But he did.

Bakugou turned around in his seat, resting his arms on the smaller boy's desk. He scowled at Izuku.

Oh no. He's gonna kill me.

"That's Kacchan, to you. Don't forget it, you fuckin' nerd."

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Not what Izuku was expecting.

He felt slightly touched. Even as... Kacchan... that made him smile... turned back around with a smirk on his face, the shocked still boy felt touched. The name became special. Kacchan was a special name. A nickname he didn't mind.

Izuku wasn't dead yet, so that's a plus. But Kacchan hasn't really said much either so he could be completely wrong to assume he's safe for now. But he was fine with that.

He's okay with that at the moment.
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Katsuki was mad.

Not at Izuku. Not at his classmates. At himself.

For their entire life he's bullied this kid he didn't even want to bully. This boy he didn't hate in the slightest. It's like when you fuck up, so you keep fucking up so it seems like the first fuck up was intentional. (Thank you for the amazing comment -EdgeMemeLord420- )

The day went painfully slow. Katsuki would awkwardly glance over at Izuku, a scowl covering up his nerves.

What a fucking disaster...