Allonsy-Al's Fics

Fri, 18 Oct 2024 04:01:42 GMT

seroroki #bkdk

"I think I'm ready," Shoto admitted, looking up at the ceiling as he stretched out on the mattress.

Katsuki jolted awake, startled as he turned over to face the invader in his bed. "What the fuck are you doing in our bed?"

"He's been here for an hour, Kacchan. You were sleeping like the dead," Izuku replied calmly. He was idly combing his fingers through Shoto's hair. "Don't mind him Sho, he's still recovering from his overseas mission."

"Someone's about to be dead if they don't get the fuck out now!" Katsuki growled. He pulled the comforter out from under Shoto and turned his back to the both of them, oddly leaving more space for him instead of kicking him off.

Shoto lay in the space between his best friends, and now that both of them were awake, it was time to tell them. "Can I speak now?" He asked.

"Mmhmm," Izuku smiled and it gave Shoto the courage he needed to speak the words into existence.

He closed his eyes and took a heaping breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "I think I like Sero."

Katsuki rolled over quickly to absolutely no one's surprise. "You like fucking Tape Arms? Since when?!"

"Since you proposed," Shoto tried to play it off like it wasn't a big deal but he felt like he was about to go into cardiac arrest. It was a completely new feeling for him, which was why he needed to be with the people he trusted most.

"Really. Of all people, you like him?"

Shoto turned to meet the crimson eyes previously boring into the side of his head, "Is there a problem with that?"

There was a pause as everything started to sink in for Katsuki. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, and when he opened his mouth he seemed much calmer. "Fuck. No, I—"

"I think they'd be good together." Izuku interrupted him, twisting a few strands of Shoto's hair. He had to admit that it felt nice having someone run their fingers through his hair. As if he knew exactly what he liked, Izuku lightly tugged on the section of hair in his grasp, sending a shiver down his spine.

"I guess I'm just surprised is all. We've all known each other for how long and you've just now decided you like someone?"

"I never thought about it before. I never felt the need to be with anyone, but I felt something that night. He looked at me and I felt nervous. Happy too."

Shoto had sat through many rom-coms with friends and there was always that moment where things clicked and characters realized they were in love. Shoto never thought anything like that would happen to him, mostly because movies weren't real, but he'd never seen any of his friends in that light before.

Katsuki sighed, "So you woke me up at ass o'clock in the morning because you had butterflies?"

...butterflies?

Shoto remembered how his stomach was churning in Sero's presence and how he almost couldn't respond to his former classmate when he spoke to him. Butterflies seemed tame in comparison.

Izuku disrupted his thoughts as his leg grazed Shoto's in order to kick his fiancé. "Kacchan. we put him through worse before we got together, remember?"

"Fucking fine, but get out of our bed. I'm gonna make breakfast." Katsuki got up, shaking his hair out and stretching. "And no, I ain't making soba."

"I do eat other things you know." Shoto sassed him. He knew that his friends understood the nuance of his tone. Not everyone did.

"Like hell you do."

"Put on a shirt, please. We have a guest." Izuku covered Shoto's eyes like he'd never accidentally walked in on them naked and/or going at it before.

"Fuck you," Katsuki flipped the two of them off as he walked out of the room.

Fri, 18 Oct 2024 04:01:41 GMT

seroroki #bkdk

"I think I'm ready," Shoto admitted, looking up at the ceiling as he stretched out on the mattress.

Katsuki jolted awake, startled as he turned over to face the invader in his bed. "What the fuck are you doing in our bed?"

Shoto lay in the space between his best friends, and now that both of them were awake, it was time to tell them. "Can I speak now?" He asked.

"Mmhmm," Izuku smiled and it gave Shoto the courage he needed to speak the words into existence.

He closed his eyes and took a heaping breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "I think I like Sero."

Katsuki rolled over quickly to absolutely no one's surprise. "You like fucking Tape Arms? Since when?!"

"Really. Of all people, you like him?"

Shoto turned to meet the crimson eyes previously boring into the side of his head, "Is there a problem with that?"

There was a pause as everything started to sink in for Katsuki. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, and when he opened his mouth he seemed much calmer. "Fuck. No, I—"

"I guess I'm just surprised is all. We've all known each other for how long and you've just now decided you like someone?"

"I never thought about it before. I never felt the need to be with anyone, but I felt something that night. He looked at me and I felt nervous. Happy too."

Katsuki sighed, "So you woke me up at ass o'clock in the morning because you had butterflies?"

...butterflies?

Shoto remembered how his stomach was churning in Sero's presence and how he almost couldn't respond to his former classmate when he spoke to him. Butterflies seemed tame in comparison.

Izuku disrupted his thoughts as his leg grazed Shoto's in order to kick his fiancé. "Kacchan. we put him through worse before we got together, remember?"

"Fucking fine, but get out of our bed. I'm gonna make breakfast." Katsuki got up, shaking his hair out and stretching. "And no, I ain't making soba."

"I do eat other things you know." Shoto sassed him. He knew that his friends understood the nuance of his tone. Not everyone did.

"Like hell you do."

"Put on a shirt, please. We have a guest." Izuku covered Shoto's eyes like he'd never accidentally walked in on them naked and/or going at it before.

"Fuck you," Katsuki flipped the two of them off as he walked out of the room.

Fri, 18 Oct 2024 04:00:41 GMT

seroroki #bkdk

"I think I'm ready," Shoto admitted, looking up at the ceiling as he stretched out on the mattress.

Katsuki jolted awake, startled as he turned over to face the invader in his bed. "What the fuck are you doing in our bed?"

Shoto lay in the space between his best friends, and now that both of them were awake, it was time to tell them. "Can I speak now?" He asked.

"Mmhmm," Izuku smiled and it gave Shoto the courage he needed to speak the words into existence.

He closed his eyes and took a heaping breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "I think I like Sero."

Katsuki rolled over quickly to absolutely no one's surprise. "You like fucking Tape Arms? Since when?!"

"Really. Of all people, you like him?"

Shoto turned to meet the crimson eyes previously boring into the side of his head, "Is there a problem with that?"

There was a pause as everything started to sink in for Katsuki. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, and when he opened his mouth he seemed much calmer. "Fuck. No, I—"

"I guess I'm just surprised is all. We've all known each other for how long and you've just now decided you like someone?"

"I never thought about it before. I never felt the need to be with anyone, but I felt something that night. He looked at me and I felt nervous. Happy too."

Katsuki sighed, "So you woke me up at ass o'clock in the morning because you had butterflies?"

...butterflies?

Shoto remembered how his stomach was churning in Sero's presence and how he almost couldn't respond to his former classmate when he spoke to him. Butterflies seemed tame in comparison.

Izuku disrupted his thoughts as his leg grazed Shoto's in order to kick his fiancé. "Kacchan. we put him through worse before we got together, remember?"

"Fucking fine, but get out of our bed. I'm gonna make breakfast." Katsuki got up, shaking his hair out and stretching. "And no, I ain't making soba."

"I do eat other things you know." Shoto sassed him. He knew that his friends understood the nuance of his tone. Not everyone did.

"Like hell you do."

"Put on a shirt, please. We have a guest." Izuku covered Shoto's eyes like he'd never accidentally walked in on them naked and/or going at it before.

"Fuck you," Katsuki flipped the two of them off as he walked out of the room.

Fri, 18 Oct 2024 03:59:41 GMT

seroroki #bkdk

"I think I'm ready," Shoto admitted, looking up at the ceiling as he stretched out on the mattress.

Katsuki jolted awake, startled as he turned over to face the invader in his bed. "What the fuck are you doing in our bed?"

Shoto lay in the space between his best friends, and now that both of them were awake, it was time to tell them. "Can I speak now?" He asked.

"Mmhmm," Izuku smiled and it gave Shoto the courage he needed to speak the words into existence.

He closed his eyes and took a heaping breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "I think I like Sero."

Katsuki rolled over quickly to absolutely no one's surprise. "You like fucking Tape Arms? Since when?!"

"Really. Of all people, you like him?"

Shoto turned to meet the crimson eyes previously boring into the side of his head, "Is there a problem with that?"

There was a pause as everything started to sink in for Katsuki. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, and when he opened his mouth he seemed much calmer. "Fuck. No, I—"

"I guess I'm just surprised is all. We've all known each other for how long and you've just now decided you like someone?"

"I never thought about it before. I never felt the need to be with anyone, but I felt something that night. He looked at me and I felt nervous. Happy too."

Katsuki sighed, "So you woke me up at ass o'clock in the morning because you had butterflies?"

...butterflies?

Shoto remembered how his stomach was churning in Sero's presence and how he almost couldn't respond to his former classmate when he spoke to him. Butterflies seemed tame in comparison.

Izuku disrupted his thoughts as his leg grazed Shoto's in order to kick his fiancé. "Kacchan. we put him through worse before we got together, remember?"

"Fucking fine, but get out of our bed. I'm gonna make breakfast." Katsuki got up, shaking his hair out and stretching. "And no, I ain't making soba."

"I do eat other things you know." Shoto sassed him. He knew that his friends understood the nuance of his tone. Not everyone did.

"Like hell you do."

"Put on a shirt, please. We have a guest." Izuku covered Shoto's eyes like he'd never accidentally walked in on them naked and/or going at it before.

"Fuck you," Katsuki flipped the two of them off as he walked out of the room.