[Honestly, the thought of Kacchan leaping on the dating scene is probably one of the most ridiculous thoughts to ever thought, so it's a good thing that he didn't voice that out loud.
Instead, he just had to voice the fact that Izuku was corny out loud, didn't he?
...
Okay, let's not mince words. Deep down in his squishy, nerdy heart, he was made of pure warm corn chowder, the kind of that Western mothers made when their children were sick and needed comfort on their worst days. Izuku had, without irony, given a girlfriend a candlelight dinner on a veranda with soft music and clumsy, shy slow dancing. This wasn't going to be the last time he was called this, and he knew it.
That didn't stop him from averting his eyes a little, that usual Izuku awkwardness seeping in.]
Yeah...I guess it is a little, huh? But romance is always a little corny when you think about it, right?
[Though was Kacchan even romantic? No, probably not. What did he define as romantic, anyway? Cuddling together? Eating together?
He would have to do research, because mark his words, Izuku Midoriya would find out what made Kacchan tick, and sweep him off his feet. Somehow.
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Date: 2018-08-17 04:36 am (UTC)Instead, he just had to voice the fact that Izuku was corny out loud, didn't he?
...
Okay, let's not mince words. Deep down in his squishy, nerdy heart, he was made of pure warm corn chowder, the kind of that Western mothers made when their children were sick and needed comfort on their worst days. Izuku had, without irony, given a girlfriend a candlelight dinner on a veranda with soft music and clumsy, shy slow dancing. This wasn't going to be the last time he was called this, and he knew it.
That didn't stop him from averting his eyes a little, that usual Izuku awkwardness seeping in.]
Yeah...I guess it is a little, huh? But romance is always a little corny when you think about it, right?
[Though was Kacchan even romantic? No, probably not. What did he define as romantic, anyway? Cuddling together? Eating together?
He would have to do research, because mark his words, Izuku Midoriya would find out what made Kacchan tick, and sweep him off his feet. Somehow.
But that was an endeavor for another day.]