Exploding spells (crossover)

Chapter 7- Gryffindor vs Slytherin, quidditch match

Kachan quickly got back to work, gripping a pencil and scribbling down notes on his parchment, ignoring me. Of course, I did the same. I think we were both shaken and I in no way wanted him to pay attention to me in the moment for fear of expulsion.

After a few moments of supposedly agreed silents between us, I felt something tickle up against my thigh. I looked down on my lap, and Saw Kachan's hand placing a note there, then retracting. Especially curious, I of course picked up the little scrap of parchment that had small scribbles on it.

Before deciphering the writing, I glanced at Kachan who paid no mind, and then proceeded to squint at the note.

'you liked it ;)' the poor little paper read in neat, bold writing, much like the handwriting I've memorized Kachan to have.

I rolled my eyes at him, not that he could see me, unfortunately. Yeah, I did like it when he called me cute, but he's not supposed to know that! He's supposed to be hopelessly clueless. I wanted... To hear it again? Was that bad.... I didn't mind being cute even if I am a boy if it's coming from Kachan for some reason.

In my experience, these kind of- feelings? Imply that I'm crushing on Kachan. But I'm not. I just admire him a lot and I'm super excited to be his friend!

I turned over the little tear of paper and scribbled out 'say it again then' I wrote in response as a little joke. I mean, Kachan was joking- he's always like that with me. Like when he held my hand. Okay, well that didn't seem like a joke- I'm not sure what that was supposed to be. It's... a little uncomfortable to ask about, you know?

I passed the note back sneakily to his lap, and returned to my own paper. I didn't feel like taking notes... I got out a separate piece of paper and began sketching away.

I like to draw. I like to write, as well. These things are an escape for me, because I can be someone else somewhere else.

What was I drawing? My favorite thing, the thing I always draw, and the thing that came first to my mind- Kachan. I didn't even need to look at him for reference. While every time I look at him I'm dazzled by his beauty, I've memorized his face.

The class was nearing an end, and I was still redundantly sketching- almost done and adding the finishing details to my doodle masterpiece.

"Seems we've run out of time. Pack up." Snape sneered shortly. Finally! I bent down to my bag on the floor and began collecting my things and packing them away, leaving my parchment temporarily unattended.

I heard the fidgeting sound of a paper close to me, and immediately looked to Kachan. He had swiped up my paper. Oh god, he probably thinks I drew him ugly!

"K-Kachan give that back!" I shouted. Kachan appeared not to hear me and continued to review the paper with a blank stare. I rubbed my face with worry, feeling my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "I'm sorry! Y-You d-don't look like that! I'm a horrible drawer, I didn't capture you, trust me!" I started to reason.

Kachan made a short laughing sound and looked at me with a smile- not the kind I always see him wearing; not the kind of triumph or satisfaction. Kachan looked happy, sweet, humble, and so pretty. God, I want that smile- to kiss it and make it mine.

Fine.

God, I am obsessed with him, I admit to it!

"Izuku, this is beautiful." he said softly, pronouncing Izuku with a sort of air that was quiet, like he knew how much it meant, because I knew it too.

Kachan handed the paper back and crossed his arms. He was smiling but it had morphed into his regular smirk, not that I didn't like it too. "so, you didn't 'capture' me? Why'd you draw me Deku."