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Meme Carryovers

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[Izuku wonders if his heart is beating loud enough that even Shouto can hear it, because it sure feels like it is while he waits for Shouto to finish speaking, resisting the urge to hold his breath and telling himself to keep breathing slowly in and out and in and out.

It's not just you.

He really does hold his breath for a moment at those words, daring to hope that it means what he desperately wants it to mean.

When Shouto brings up wanting to make him laugh, Izuku can't stop his cheeks from flushing a deep red. Why does hearing that just make his heart start pounding again, but in a less anxious and more completely ecstatic way? Knowing Shouto wants to hear him laugh...

Shouto is turning his face, so Izuku turns his own up to look at him directly, and the openness he sees in his expression has him feeling like he's melting from how sweet and gentle it makes the other look.

He's moving before he even realizes it because there's no way he can hold himself back. He presses himself up to close his eyes and kiss Shouto very very gently and chastely. It's just a light brush of lips, really, only lasting a second or two before he's pulling back so he can look at Shouto again with a growing fond smile, giving a single but firm nod.] I do. I really really do. It's... It's more than just liking you at this point. I've... felt like this for I don't know how many months now...

[Izuku is bright pink, but Shouto's pretty sure he's at least a little flushed, too, and not a bit of it is from the fire or the warmth of the blankets. It's from the look in the other boy's face, the way he looks at Shouto like he's something soft and precious.

And then Izuku's moving, and Shouto's too surprised to do anything but sit there, feeling like the entire bottom is dropping out of his chest, like he's falling. Except he's already fallen, hasn't he? He'd fallen ages ago. He doesn't quite manage to pull himself together in time to kiss back before Izuku's pulling away and giving him a smile that feels like the most precious thing to him in the world, and now he knows he's flushed, too, eyes wide and lips parted. As the other boy speaks, the tip of his tongue brushes over his lips, tasting Izuku on them. Months...]

Months...?

[Months. More than liking. For months. And he'd been so afraid to let Izuku see any part of how he felt, terrified of losing the person who mattered most. He's not going to be scared any more. He's not going to let himself hold back. Those mismatched eyes soften, darken, move from Izuku's eyes to his mouth, and before he knows exactly what he's decided, Shouto is leaning in, eyes closing as he presses his lips to Izuku's in a clumsy kiss, lifting his hand to cup the other boy's cheek.]

[Izuku chuckles a little at how speechless Shouto looks after he kisses him gently. Before tonight, he would have taken that speechlessness as possible unreciprocated feelings, but after this moment they've had, he's still reasonably sure it's a good kind of speechless. Shouto doesn't look like he's frozen up in stiffness; it's more that he looks like he's in wonder, what with the way he looks back at Izuku with a slightly flushed face and the way his tongue flicks over his lips, and wow, okay, that's really distracting. His eyes zero in on those lips for a moment before he swallows hard and makes himself look back up at Shouto's eyes.]

Yeah. [He confirms it quietly, as if feeling that speaking louder might break the spell.] The more time I started spending with you... The more I got to know you... Seeing how you've been working so hard to get better at not only your quirk, but yourself as well... Eventually there was this moment where I suddenly had the thought of... 'Oh. It's like that then.' You... You're amazing, Shouto.

[As he looks back at Shouto, Izuku feels like he's getting mesmerized by those eyes, and he doesn't think he could easily tear his gaze away from them. When they darken and drop down to his mouth, Izuku can't hold back of tremble of anticipation, leaning forward in an open invitation, offering himself up and encouraging Shouto to take.

He doesn't care if the kiss is a little clumsy. He presses up into it eagerly, lifting one hand to rest it over the one that's gently cupping his face because he doesn't want Shouto to let go of him, reaching forward with the other to latch on to Shouto's shirt because he doesn't want to let go of Shouto either.]

[You're amazing, Izuku says, like he isn't the amazing one, like he isn't the reason Shouto's the person he is today. Not even just half the reason. He's the reason, and he's been the reason for a while now, ever since the sports festival if he's entirely honest with himself, and he'd never said anything, but now...now he's going to say everything. He's going to give Izuku every single word he has, eventually. After this. After he gives him all the things he can't say.

Izuku doesn't seem to mind that the kiss is a little clumsy, or that Shouto's still figuring out what he's doing. In fact, he's encouraging, leaning up into the kiss, and at that Shouto's nerves ease a little more even as his heart rate ratchets up another notch or two. Izuku wants this, the hand gripping his shirt and the other over his own make that clear enough, and that gives Shouto the courage to forge ahead, tilting his head a little, seeking that comfortable angle where no one's nose is being squashed and their teeth aren't hitting one another. He doesn't quite know how he's supposed to breathe, though, which means that after a long moment he has to pull away, feeling more than a little lightheaded. At least he doesn't go far, his arm still wrapped around Izuku's waist and his thumb stroking those freckles he finds absolutely adorable.]

You know, Izuku...it's because of you. You helped me accept my quirk, and you made me want to be--better. At everything. At being a person, I guess. And then after Stain, I guess...I just kind of...knew. But I didn't say anything, because being your friend was too important to risk.

[Some people might be embarrassed, saying things like this, but with Shouto it's just as frank as talking about the weather, or a homework assignment, albeit with a softness that neither one of those things gets.]

I'm really glad you're braver than I am. For what it's worth.

[Izuku can feel the stretch from how wide the smile is on his face. He's so happy that he feels like he might explode from it. He's kissed Shouto. He's actually, finally, kissed Shouto Todoroki. And with luck, there's hopefully going to be a lot more kissing in the future.

He closes his eyes and nuzzles his cheek against the thumb that's stroking it for a moment before moving his own hand to brush his fingers against the side of Shouto's neck, letting them rest there comfortably. Leaning forward a little, he rests their foreheads together, and he really does feel like he could stay like this with Shouto indefinitely, in this quiet intimacy.

Izuku shakes his head slowly at Shouto's words, not willing to accept full credit.] I'm sure you would have gotten there on your own. You want to be a hero so much. I know you would have found your own way to accepting all of your quirk eventually. You would have realized it's the best way to becoming the best hero you can be.

[He tilts his head up to brush another soft kiss against Shouto's mouth before he pulls back a bit to look at him in amazement.] After... After Stain? You knew all the way back then? I... It took me a little while after that before I put it together myself but... [He chuckles a little, shaking his head slightly.] Wow. All this time without realizing we felt the same way... but I understand, because I was afraid of that too... Losing you as a friend if I told you the truth...

[It doesn't take too long before that bright grin is slipping right back onto his face.] Well, at least we figured it out eventually, right? And think about it! Now we still have the rest of the weekend where we can spend time together with just the two of us like this without it having to be awkward anymore. I just hope we'll be able to go outside and fix the generator tomorrow... It's still pretty chilly in here. [As if to emphasize it, Izuku gives a little shiver and presses closer to Shouto, tugging the blanket more snugly around him again because it keeps on slipping more and more off his shoulders whenever he moves his arms.]

I'm not so sure.

[The words are soft, not sad but a little introspective. How could he possibly be sad when Izuku is right here in his arms kissing him and telling him that he has feelings for him, feelings like his own? But the truth is, he's not sure. It would have been so easy to let his father drive him further and further down that path, behind so many layers of ice no one would be able to unfreeze him. He could have ended up so cold he couldn't even see if he was doing the right thing. He could have ended up a villain, obsessed with taking his father down, once and for all. It wouldn't be hard to see that future, back at the beginning of his time at UA.

But now isn't for thinking about that, especially as Izuku leans his forehead against his, and then gives him another of those sweet, soft kisses that's over way too fast.]

Mmhm. I think I felt that way even before, but...after that, in the hospital, was when I realized. The way I was worried about you and the way I worried about Iida were different. I just--I guess I never thought you'd feel the same way. You're just so good to everyone.

[He's like the sun, and it'll never make sense to Shouto the way people don't notice that more often. But he'll appreciate him enough for any number of people, especially now. Now that he knows Izuku feels the same way.

Although--Izuku also feels cold, too, and he can't have that, can he?]

I'll make sure I take care of it tomorrow. But...for tonight, maybe we should sleep together?

[The connotations of those words don't sink in until he's said them, and the moment he realizes how it could be taken can't be missed from that close, the way his eyes widen a little and a faint pink rises to his cheeks.]

I mean, share a bed. More blankets that way, and sharing body heat is supposed to help prevent hypothermia, too.

[Neither one of them is gonna get hypothermia. But the idea of curling up with Izuku and sleeping all night is definitely a compelling one.]

[Izuku listens while watching Shouto in quiet amazement, shaking his head a little in almost disbelief.] Wow... Ever since then, huh...? You really saved us back then, you know. Stain would have killed Iida if you hadn't shown up when you did... I wasn't able to do anything because I wasn't able to move... and then inspiring Iida to get up... I was honestly terrified when Stain came at you with his sword... I thought he might cut your arm off... but your words got Iida on his feet and you and him worked together and it was so cool how you guys made such an amazing team. [Izuku gave a soft, disappointed sigh.] It's a little frustrating we can't tell anyone the truth, because you deserve a lot of the credit for taking Stain down. Iida too, even if he didn't go about it the right way at first.

[He makes a thoughtful sound, a contemplative expression on his face.] I think... maybe even back then I... I don't think I realized it at the time but... When you said the way you worried about Iida and the way you worried about me was different, I... understand that, even if I was worried about you both. It was just... different. [It feels hard to put in to words, so he just gives a little nod that he gets it.

His face colors slightly when Shouto says he's good with everyone.] W-well, I try my best to be nice to everyone! But there's definitely nobody else I want to... to kiss and... you know... sit with this close and... and things... [Yep, stammering flustered mess Izuku has made a reappearance.

And it only gets worse at the next thing Shouto says, Izuku's eyes flying open wider. But then Shouto explains and Izuku's surprise fades a bit.] Oh! I, uh... Yeah, that'd be great! I'd... I'd really like that. [Curling up in a bed with Shouto for the whole night? How does one stop their brain from exploding? Izuku doesn't know.] I read that too! About sharing body heat, I mean. We'd definitely be warmer that way! [He trails off into an awkward laugh, then immediately chastises himself about it because no, Izuku, things aren't supposed to be awkward anymore! You can talk about this stuff now!]

I, uhm... [He looks down at his hands, too flustered to keep looking Shouto in the face.] I... wouldn't... mind... doing the other thing either... I don't... really feel as tired anymore...? [How can he feel tired when his heart is racing and his body feels flushed thinking about 'sharing body heat' with Shouto that is definitely not in the way that Shouto suggested?] I-I mean... ['I wouldn't mind' does it nowhere near enough justice, so he amends it a bit.] I'd... I'd really really like to... if you want to too...

[Things are still allowed to be a little awkward! They're still figuring all this out, and while Shouto doesn't know about Izuku, he's still incredibly new to all of this. Of course, it feels really, really nice to hear Izuku say there's nobody else he wants to kiss, or be this close with, but he really doesn't even know what comes next.

Except. Well. Apparently his quirk isn't the only thing Izuku goes plus ultra on, and now it's Shouto's turn to look surprised and more than a little flustered.]

You...?

[Oh. Oh. He's suddenly very, very aware of how close Izuku is, and how dry his mouth is, swallowing a little convulsively. The other thing, huh. He should...probably say something. And stop the direction his mind is wandering off in.]

I don't really...I mean, I've. Never done that before. And I don't really...have the stuff you need for it? It isn't that I don't want to with you eventually, just--I didn't even know you liked me.

[Because he definitely, definitely does want! He's maybe had more than a few dreams in that vein! More than you should have about a friend, for sure. But he's definitely in over his head here. Still, he doesn't want Izuku to get the wrong impression, and so despite his flushed face and embarrassed admission, he reaches up, fingers gentle on Izuku's cheek as he redirects his face upward, leaning in closer.]

I definitely want to do this more, though.

[This kiss is more confident than the last, a little more sure of what he's doing. He'd really like to do the other thing, too, but if they have the right supplies, and not rushing just because this might be the only chance they have. Because it definitely won't be, if he's got anything to say about it.]

I... I haven't ever either... With anyone, I mean... Just... done things on my own... and had thoughts and... d-dreams and... yeah... [God, this is so embarrassing and his face feels like it's on fire from how red it feels.] I, uhm... I have... stuff...? [Wow, he really is doing a stand up job at talking clearly without stammering, isn't he.] L-lube, I mean.

[Look, okay, he's a hormonal teenager that's been in enough situations by now to have learned that it can never hurt to have an extra packet or two of lube packed in your bag when you're going on a trip somewhere. Sure, your hand can work just fine, but if you're experimenting with fingers inside yourself like he has before, you definitely need lube, and it just makes jerking yourself off easier with it too, with far less chafing. That on top of being alone in a cabin with Shouto for the weekend? Yeah, he definitely packed more than a couple packets of lube. He never in a million years thought he'd be possibly using them with Shouto and not just thinking about Shouto while using them but... yes. Yes, he has plenty of lube.

And has he mumbled some of this out loud?

Of course he has.

But then Shouto is distracting him from that train of thought by tilting his face upwards, and Izuku's eyes widen a little as Shouto leans in to kiss him again.

He makes a really embarrassing half-sigh, half-moaning noise, feeling himself go boneless for a moment before he presses back up into the kiss, sliding his arms around Shouto's waist in a loose hug.

When they part, Izuku keeps his eyes closed for a little bit longer, slowly licking his lips in a slightly dazed expression.] That... Definitely more of that, yes... Lots and... lots and lots of that...

[And you know what, while he's high on Shouto's kiss, he's going to use that feeling as fuel for bravery. He's implied it before with It's more than just liking you at this point, but he's never actually said it properly yet, so... Taking in a deep breath, he looks Shouto straight in the eyes and says:] I don't just like you, Shouto... Is it... Is it too weird for me to say that... I love you...? That's why I want to... do that with you... because I know my feelings are that strong... b-but we don't have to tonight! It doesn't matter when or even if we ever, I just... The most important thing is I just want to be with you, however that is. I just want to be by your side.

[Thoughts? Dreams?? He has stuff??? Maybe he'd managed to fall asleep, after all. Maybe he's dreaming right now. That honestly seems like the likelier prospect right now. Because this conversation can't really be happening, can it? Especially when Izuku starts doing that thing he does, and Shouto blinks himself back into the conversation in time to hear the other boy mumbling to himself about experimenting with fingers and thinking about Shouto while--

Yeah. Yeah, it's gotta be a dream.

Except that kiss feels so very real, and Izuku's muscular arms around his waist are just as real, and his skin is warm underneath Shouto's palm and that noise he makes is definitely doing things to Shouto that don't really happen in dreams. Or, well--they do, but it generally doesn't pinch, in a dream, and he shifts a little, trying to adjust things without drawing attention to them.

Of course, what Izuku says next is enough to make all thought of that drop from his mind, too.]

You...?

[Love. He loves. He...]

...Am I dreaming?

[It sounds a little silly, maybe, but honestly, he's not sure even now.]

[Izuku blinks at him a couple times, taking those words in, before his mouth curls up into a half shy, but half amused smile. He might be dense in some matters, but he's a pretty quick thinker most of the time, so he puts something together.] That... sounds like it implies you dream about me... you know... saying that to you... Is that true, Shouto...? Do you really dream about me? [His cheeks might still be blushing something hard, but that grin of amusement doesn't drop, and he can feel the stretch in his cheeks from how wide it is.]

To answer your question... No. No, you're not dreaming. I really... [He lifts a hand up to press it gently against Shouto's face, right on his right along his scar and running his thumb gently along it.] really do.

[And then he pauses, and because he's Izuku, does go off a bit into nerd land.] I mean, if you are dreaming, then I'd have to be dreaming too, because we're interacting, but I've dreamed about something like this happening before, so I could be the one dreaming, but if it is, then it's a really really good one... or it could be a shared dream, but that would be really weird because there's nobody nearby us with that kind of power, at least not that I'm aware of, so... no, I'm pretty sure we're both awake. [And then he smiles warmly at Shouto again.] In any case, I can definitely understand that feeling...

I--

[Okay, so it's Shouto's turn to fluster, cheeks bright pink. Has he dreamed about Izuku? Yes, way more than once, and while some of those dreams have been soft and romantic, more than a few have definitely been much, much more graphic. Even with Izuku having said everything he's said so far, Shouto's not sure he's ready to start divulging that, though. Maybe eventually--maybe later tonight, even, if he finds the courage--but not right now. (that teasing tone in Izuku's voice is probably going to be making an appearance in the next set, though. He's pretty much doomed.)

Fortunately, Izuku doesn't make him answer. He just presses his palm to Shouto's cheek, and Shouto rests his own hand on the back of it, laughing softly as Izuku starts to do that thing he does, some knot of tension in his chest loosening as something warm curls through his body.]

Okay. Okay, so it's not a dream. But...the answer's yes. Yeah. I have dreamed about you. More than a few times. About us, like this. Not stuck in a cabin, exactly, but...together. Just us. Me telling you how I feel, and you telling me you feel the same way.

[Is this his way of saying 'I love you, too'? Kind of, yeah.]

[Izuku tilts his face to the side slightly while closing his eyes, smiling, and making a little hee sound.] I understand. [Shouto doesn't need to tell him for him to get it.

Opening his eyes so he can look at him properly, Izuku asks:] So... what do you want to do now...? I can... go get the... the thing... [He's really going to have to work on not being embarrassed to use the actual words for things like 'lube'.] Or we can just stay here and keep on what we were doing! I'm really good with that too. [Because he absolutely needs more kisses with Shouto. He feels like he hasn't had even close to enough to be content and satisfied, and there's something about making out in front of a warm fireplace that has a little thrill shooting through him.] I'm comfortable with whatever you're comfortable with.

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