'Huh? What is that? What's rubbing me?' I ask myself. I was too tired to really think or move, until I realized someone was actually touching me. Though before I had the chance to spring into action, a voice starts to speak up.
"You really are cruel Kacchan, doing all these things to me. Making my mind a big mess..." I hear Deku say to me. 'Wha-? What the hell is he talking about. If anyone's mind is all messed up, it's mine!!' I think to myself. I try to get up so I can stop all of this, but I can't. As he rests his hand on my cheek, I decide to stay still and watch how this plays out. His thumb starts to caress my cheek softly, and I can already feel my face getting warm.
"I wish things were better between us, I wish I could figure out why you do the things you do. I just.." He says. 'No, don't say it. Don't you dare say it you fucking nerd.' My heart starts to beat faster, and I can already tell my face is blushing. 'What the hell is wrong with me?!!' I scream internally. While my mind starts to panic, I'm caught off guard by Deku's thumb landing onto my lips. I accidentally make a tiny moan, and my hands start to twitch, almost turning into fists. But I can't move, I don't want to. 'Why? Why can't I resist something as stupid as this?' I ask myself. I can feel Deku's body getting closer to mine. Assuming what he's about to do, my eyes open wide. Though as soon as I do, his lips are already onto mine. His soft, warm lips relax my body and I slowly close my eyes again. He presses them harder against me, and it takes everything in me not to make those embarrassing noises again. Soon enough our lips part, and Deku starts licking mine in a circular motion. 'Fuck!' I think to myself. 'I...I want more.' He lays his face beside mine.
"I-I love you Kacchan." He whispers into my ear. Though instead of being shocked I start to calm down. 'Love, huh.....Yeah, that makes a lot of sense.' I slightly turn my body towards Deku.
"Is that right?" I tell him. His body instantly springs up, and his face goes from pure shock to complete embarrassment.
"I...I-I'm s-so sorry Kacchan!! Please forgive me!" He yells. As he's about to get off my bed, I grip his shirt and pull him towards me. I kiss him, unable to hold back any longer. 'Stupid fucker... I-I love you too.' I think to myself. He softly moans and relaxes his body. I grab the back of his head and press him further onto me, making the kiss even deeper. I can hear the sound of him gripping the sheets with one hand while he grabs my side with the other, making my body twitch to the new sensation. His tongue starts licking my lips, asking for entrance. I narrow my eyes at him, hesitating, then soon open my mouth sighly. Our tongues begin to collide, swirling around each other. I tighten my grip on Deku's hair as I start to get more excited. When we finally separate from each other, we're practically gasping for air. I can see his big green eyes full of passion and genuine care. As he's panting, he puts his hand on my cheek once more, rubbing me.
"Kacchan.." He says to me. My face goes red, and I can feel my heartbeat getting faster by the second. 'This...this is just..' I grab his shoulder, putting some distance between us, and turn away from him.
"Get out." I whisper.
"Huh?" He says with a concerned tone. I push him off of me, and he slips off of the bed and onto the floor.
"I said get off! The hell do you think you are anyway! Doing whatever the fuck you please like that. Just get out of my sight!" I yell at him. I storm past him and go into the bathroom. He starts yelling my name and banging on my door, but I ignore him. I turn on the faucet and pour cold water on my face, trying to calm myself down. My heart just won't stop pounding. I continue to just stand there with my hand over my mouth, and soon enough the banging stops.
"I'm really sorry Kacchan. I'll see you tomorrow I guess." Deku says to me, and almost right after my door quickly opens and closes. 'Finally.' I think to myself. Though truthfully, I feel disappointed, mostly at myself. The image of Deku's loving expression comes into my mind, and I grunt as I turn my hands into fists.
"That fucking bastard!!" I scream out loud. I grab my chest with one of my hands, but soon loosen my grip and relax my body.
"Whatever." I say to myself. I open the bathroom door and start to head to my bed, when suddenly my shirt is grabbed and I'm being pushed back into the bathroom. Out of shock, I end up tripping and hitting my head especially hard.
"Oww!" I yell. I look up to see Deku pinning me down. 'That sneaky little fucker!' I think to myself. I was really gonna let him have it now. Then he pressed me down even more and starts to yell.
"I'm so sorry. Please let me explain myself and I'll let go!" He begs me. I can see his eyes full of so many emotions. Care, worry, sadness, fear, the list can probably go on and on. I sigh, letting my body go limp.
"Fine. Just hurry the fuck up." I say. Not wasting any time, he lets go of my shirt and starts to speak.
"I'm so sorry for being inappropriate while you were sleeping. I know I was way out of line, it's just...I've always loved you! I wanted to tell you that today, but you were asleep. Things just got out of hand so fast, and I know that's not an excuse but it's just what happened.....I..." Tears start to fall onto my face, and Deku covers his eyes with his arm. "I'm really sorry. If you don't like me back that's fine. I just wanna know why you kissed me earlier today. I promise I'll leave you alone after this." He tells me. I start to get aggravated.
"Why? To fucking find out what the hell you were hiding from me! But now I know, so I win. Now get the fuck off of me!" I order him. He quietly does so, and I sit up and lean against the wall. I rub the back of my head, feeling dizzy from getting up so fast.
"Does your head hurt?" He asks as he sits across from me.
"Yeah, and now I have a fucking headache thanks to you." I tell him. He puts his head down in shame.
"Sorry.."
"I already know that, idiot." I say. I start to hear him sobbing and look at him with concern. Realize my reaction, I quickly try to act aggressive.
"Ah? The hell are you crying for now?!"
"I'm so sorry. I'm just.." He continues to sob, not even finishing his sentence. I deeply sigh, get up from the floor, and grab his arm. Forcing him to stand, I walk us out of the bathroom.
"Wha-What're you doing?" He asks between his sniffles.
"Shut up." I tell him. I fling him onto my bed, hearing him grunt as I get on as well. He looks up at me all confused.
"Kacchan, I don't understand." He says to me.
"I said shut it, nerd." I repeat. As I lay beside him face to face, I pull him close to me, his head buried into my chest. I can already feel him trembling.
"K-Ka-Kacchan!" He exclaims. I put my arm around him.
"Just relax and go to sleep already." I say. After a few moments, he decides to listen. His body becomes less tense, and he holds onto me.
"Thank you." He tells me. I don't reply. I just lay there, and slowly drift to sleep with him. 'I'll deal with all this tomorrow.'