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[If pressed, he'd probably say he expected Katsuki to put his other clothes back on, grab the new and then change. But the truth was, he hadn't particularly thought about it, and apparently he's not thinking at all now as he looks up and sees Katsuki standing there in just a towel, water droplets on his shoulders, looking...

Oh no, he's hot.

Shouto knows he needs to finish his sentence instead of just standing there looking like a truck just ran him over, and he definitely knows he shouldn't still be looking at Katsuki like that, even if he's very easy to look at, and he definitely definitely shouldn't be thinking about how he knows what that body feels like to the touch now.

Stop staring, dumbass, answer the question.

Clearing his throat and swallowing hard, Shouto drags his eyes up and away, lifting a hand to rub at the back of his neck as he gestures with his chin towards the bedroom.]

Uh, dresser's in there. You can borrow whatever you want. Underwear and socks in the top drawer--[Oh God he hadn't thought about that had he]--shirts and pants in the others.

[That all mostly sounds like words, right? And his voice is just a little strained. Right. Okay. Time to stop acting like an idiot.

Except god he's just. Looking again, isn't he.]

[Katsuki had only walked out like that out of spite toward himself and his own weakness. With Shouto now staring at him the heat radiates from his face to his shoulders as if he never took a shower to calm down in the first place.

Still, it's a little bit easier when it's Shouto staring and not the other way around. He can't help but feel some satisfaction that he's not the only one suffering.]

I won't wear your underwear. That's fucking weird.

[And now he's thinking about it, and Shouto's body in his underwear, and-]

...Thanks.

[He escapes to Shouto's room all too quickly, opening the drawers and putting on the first outfit he finds. Shit, it really does smell like Shouto. His clothes are soft and for a moment he just imagines it's Shouto instead that's around him.

And then he steps back outside to find him.]

Now what?

[He's about to say something along the lines of 'it's not that weird, it's clean' but uh. That sure is a sudden mental image he's getting there.]

Yeah.

[God. He really needs to stop. This is stupid now.

Fortunately, by the time Katsuki comes back out, Shouto's more or less gotten his shit together, and he's curled up at one end of the couch. He doesn't really seem to have figured out a plan or anything, though.]

We could...I don't know, watch something? Together?

[Never mind the fact that he's turned that TV on like twice ever here, it's fine.]

Unless you want to go for a run or something.

[The image of Shouto curled up on the couch is too fucking cute. Katsuki wants curl up next to him, but instead he sits a couple of inches away. Not right next to him, but close enough to move closer should they want to.

He already wants to. But he's not going to say that.]

I already showered. We can run later. Let's watch something.

Okay. There's a cooking show I've been watching that's about traditional Lunatian foods, and a series that's kind of like Ancient Aliens, Alien Version, but if you wanna watch something else, we can.

[And he's just. Gonna shift his legs slightly so his foot's touching Katsuki's leg. Stop being so far away, god. You're gonna make it weird, Katsuki.]

You? Watch cooking shows? It sure as hell doesn't show. And you know that shit is fake.

[Not as fake as he thought before, but he highly doubts aliens would have visited their shitty rock, taught them technology, and then left. He glances down at the leg touching his and nudges it.]

You're such a fucking cryptid...

I like learning about food here. And it's not all fake. The universe is a big place.

[Some of it could have happened! Not that aliens built the pyramids, but some of it could be legit. Humanity is pretty backwards still, he wouldn't blame any of them for not wanting to stick around.

As Katsuki nudges his foot, he refuses to pull it back, instead wedging his sock-clad toes under Katsuki's thigh. Take that.]

What's that supposed to mean??

[How is he a cryptid!!]

Did you learn that on the show?

[Katsuki makes a face, looking pleased with his comeback- and then Shouto does that and he jumps at the sensation, glares and stubbornly moves to sit on top of his leg.]

It means you like shit like this. Fucking cryptid.

[What's that? Is that Shouto hiding a smile? It might be. Hard to tell, though.]

There's nothing wrong with keeping an open mind, you know. Scientists are discovering new things all the time. You know not that long ago, our quirks would have just been something out of comic books. Why can't aliens be real, or Bigfoot, or, I don't know, the Illuminati?

[...

Katsuki was about to lie on Shouto possessively, but he just freezes and stares at him for a painfully long moment, not even sure if he heard him correctly.]

Did you just imply that the Illuminati might fucking exist?

[Shouto, meanwhile, is just gonna glance at him, shrugging one shoulder before looking back at the TV.]

I mean, yeah? It used to be a real thing, a few hundred years ago, right?

It's not even remotely the same thing!

[He scoffs and then moves again to lie his head down in Shouto's lap.]

If there was an Illuminati, then why haven't they stopped the League of Villains? Wouldn't that be competition?

[That works, too. Shouto looks down, a hand automatically carding through Katsuki's hair as he gives serious thought to the words. Sorry Katsuki, this is just who he is, you know that.]

Not if they're not actually competition. What if the League of Villains is just a distraction? Or what if they already know that they're not going to win, and they're just getting their own plans together behind the scenes?

[He doesn't actually think any of that, but it's kinda fun to debate about this, anyway, isn't it?]

[Katsuki's eyes flutter shut for a moment, enjoying the sensation of Shouto's hand in his hair like that. He didn't think he'd keep doing it once things were back to normal. Whatever normal was. It's nice, almost nice enough to distract him from this ridiculous debate. But he opens his eyes after a moment, refusing to move.]

So, in your theory, which isn't true by the way, the Illuminati are either villains themselves or a bunch of cowards.

Have you ever considered that quirks were actually their doing?

[Honestly, it hasn't occurred to him to stop, mostly because he's barely aware he's even doing it anymore. He's spent the last three days petting a ridiculously fluffy Katsuki and enjoying the way he looks when he's trying not to look like he enjoys it himself, it's basically habit now.]

You know, that's actually a good point. I guess we can't rule it out. It could be part of some bigger plan.

Do you think All Might's part of the Illuminati?

[Yes, he deadass just asked that. While still basically petting Katsuki and also maybe rubbing him behind the ears.]

[He's fine with Shouto never stopping. He scoffs and leans into Shouto's hand, not even aware that he's doing it. He'll probably start nuzzling him soon.

And then he goes and says that.]

What.

[Fuck it, he's nuzzling his hand.] You fucking serious?

[It feels different, him nuzzling his hand with an actual human face. At least his nose isn't cold and wet, anymore. Much better like this, he thinks absently, and his fingers brush over the other boy's temple, too, tracing his jawline.]

Why not? You're the one who suggested the Illuminati could be behind quirks. Why not All Might? After all, he's the perfect hero. Then again, I guess it'd be more likely they'd just be manipulating him...

[Time to start a conspiracy board!]

[Katsuki shivers, a warm, electric current shooting down his spine. Does Shouto even know the affect he has on him? Probably fucking not. His hand moves to take the one currently free and hold it.]

All Might's an idiot. I've always admired him and I'll never stop, but no one can pull off a sincere and reckless act like that.

[Probably not, honestly. The signs are there, and occasionally he has an idea, but all it takes is Katsuki bolting or flailing or pulling away for him to convince himself that he was wrong after all. It's not like he's got a lot of experience in reading these kinds of signals, after all. And sure, maybe Katsuki doesn't either, and maybe Shouto's not super expressive, but he doesn't hesitate in rubbing his thumb over Katsuki's knuckles as the other boy takes his hand, arm draped over his shoulder.]

An idiot, huh? That's some way to treat your idol. I wonder sometimes if that isn't just an act, too, though...But you're right. He's too sincere for it to all be fake.

What about Aizawa-sensei?

[He knows he's bad at this. Shouto might be new to it, but at least he's capable of opening up. One perceived doubt and Katsuki runs without hesitation. He's quicker to punch someone than kiss them. So it blows his mind that Shouto would still want this.

But Katsuki is selfish and he goes after what, or in this case who, he wants. Which is why he's more than content to stay there, squeezing his hand.]

Aizawa-sensei is too independent. He might be a teacher for our school but he doesn't strike me as having the patience to deal with all of the bullshit of a centuries old fake organization.

[He's trying. He's not exactly great at opening up, either; it's so easy to shut back down at the slightest sign of negative response. Katsuki's seen that, too. But sometimes you have to take that risk, open up even if it means getting hurt. Sometimes you need someone who's not going to let you run.

And sometimes maybe you need someone who'll hold your hand and let you pet their hair while you debate dumb things like this.]

That's true, he's not exactly the bureaucratic type. So if not him, then who...

I've got it. Principal Nezu. Totally Illuminati.

[They can both be bad at it, in their own unique ways. They're both stubborn, which Katsuki is glad about. Most people would have given up at the first glare, let alone all of the other bullshit.

Even if it means entertaining the idea of one of their teachers being in a nonexistent organization. At this point he's not even sure if Shouto believes what he's saying.]

SHIT!!!

[His head snaps up briefly, bumping into Shouto's hand before he slouches down again.]

I never trusted him. He's too happy. And I saw what he did with our two dumbest classmates.

[They both need someone who's stubborn, maybe. Someone who isn't just gonna give up. Especially since they both suck at this.

Honestly, he's just playing along for the hell of it, now. He doesn't necessarily believe in any of this, it's just something that's fun to think about occasionally. What's the harm in keeping an open mind? And after all, didn't this dumb conversation get Katsuki interested, too?

That sparkle in Shouto's eyes is back as he looks down at Katsuki, fingers combing through his hair again as the other boy settles back down, and he's definitely smiling now.]

Right? I saw that challenge. He was way too cheerful about trying to murder them. I'm honestly surprised they survived.

[He is interested. He doesn't believe in any of this shit, but he's having fun discussing it with Shouto. The whole thing is so ridiculous.

But instead of coming up with a clever retort, Katsuki just stares up at him in awe. God he's fucking beautiful.]

He let them live. Maybe it's some sort of initiation process. [Keep talking about murdering his classmates. He didn't realize how attractive that was.]

[You know, Katsuki's eyes are really pretty, he finds himself thinking almost idly as he looks back at the other boy. It's an unusual color, one that might look weird on some people but just seems strangely fitting on the other boy. Even when the look on his face is...not a look he's used to seeing from any angle. It reminds him of the way Katsuki was looking at him just a few hours ago, which reminds him of the context of that look, which...

Hm. Probably better to not think about that, given the way his stomach does a weird little flip.

Instead, he laughs, shaking his head with a huff, clearing it of thoughts that might lead awkward places.]

So does that mean Kaminari's a member of the illuminati now?? That would just be too weird.

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