[Stop being awkward. Yeah, that was easier said than done, but Izuku was a goddamn adult. A grown-ass man who could reign in these weird feelings and face them head-on.
Like, yeah. This was weird. It was Kacchan, and it was far beyond anything he'd ever done with another guy, but this was also Kacchan, the man who'd had to deal with the sobbing aftermath of his attempts to watch a horror movie behind his mother's back to impress the other kids who made fun of him when he was three. He'd seen him in far weirder states than in mid-arousal for goodness' sake.
Or in the midst of, as Kacchan so eloquently put it, 'kissing and stuff'.
He couldn't help but blush at the 'not in front of your Mom' comment, though.]
I--I wouldn't do something like that in front of Mom! That's just--No.
[A pause. His posture was more relaxed, at least; shoulders fluid and nowhere near as tense and squared as they were earlier.]
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Date: 2018-09-21 03:20 am (UTC)Like, yeah. This was weird. It was Kacchan, and it was far beyond anything he'd ever done with another guy, but this was also Kacchan, the man who'd had to deal with the sobbing aftermath of his attempts to watch a horror movie behind his mother's back to impress the other kids who made fun of him when he was three. He'd seen him in far weirder states than in mid-arousal for goodness' sake.
Or in the midst of, as Kacchan so eloquently put it, 'kissing and stuff'.
He couldn't help but blush at the 'not in front of your Mom' comment, though.]
I--I wouldn't do something like that in front of Mom! That's just--No.
[A pause. His posture was more relaxed, at least; shoulders fluid and nowhere near as tense and squared as they were earlier.]
And uh. Thanks. For everything.