It all started with a random number

Chapter 16 - Put Me Down

After Katsuki deleted the photo from Izuku's phone, he gave it back, still annoyed.

" Stop fucking sulking, " Izuku muttered, pocketing his phone as he leaned his head back.

" If you want a picture of me to jerk off to, just ask- "

" I'm gonna stop you right there, " Izuku interrupted, pressing his hand over Katsuki's mouth. Katsuki grinned before pulling Izuku's hand away from his mouth.

" You're gonna be absolutely slumped later, " Katsuki whispered, glancing sideways at Izuku.

" Yeah? What makes you think that?"

" Izu, you're tired at the end of the day if you wake up at seven. What do you think is gonna happen if you wake up at four? " Izuku rolled his eyes before responding.

" Then that will be your fault, not mine. "

" Whatever you say, "

Izuku shifted his position on the couch, lying face down. He had one arm hanging off the side of the couch, and both of his legs were off the couch as well to not kick Katsuki . Which by the way, he would've done if he had not just been pinned down by the same individual who broke into his house, unauthorized.

" Are you sleeping? " Katsuki asked, smirking as he looked down at Izuku, who was unmoving.

" Mmh..." Izuku grunted, not bothering to give a ' yes ' or ' no ' answer.

" You better wake your ass up, "
" No.. " Izuku whined, pressing his head against the couch. He wasn't a morning person. Katsuki sighed and stood up off the couch, walking to the other side to stand in front of Izuku.

" Let's go, get up, " Katsuki ordered, placing his hand on Izuku's back.

" Fuck off..."

" Izuku Aizawa, " Katsuki said, his tone condescending. Izuku paused before saying anything. Katsuki had never used his full name before.

" I'm tired, " Izuku mumbled, still refusing to get off the couch.

Katsuki huffed before lifting Izuku off the couch, holding him over his shoulder.

" The fuck? Put me down. " Izuku grunted, shifting slightly in Katsuki's grasp.

" Hm, no, " Katsuki responded, starting to walk towards Izuku's bedroom. Izuku banged his fists against Katsuki's back as he continued to squirm around, trying to get out of Katsuki's grip.

" Quit moving, you're gonna- " Before Katsuki could finish his sentence, Izuku slammed to the ground, the wind getting knocked out of him as he groaned.

" Motherfucker! " He dropped his head down, staring up at the ceiling before turning to look at Katsuki, who was trying to suppress his laugh.

" Oh, laugh it out... " Izuku grumbled, standing up off the floor.

" That's what you get for being a pain in my ass, " Katsuki chuckled, staring at Izuku as he rolled his eyes.

" You shouldn't have picked me up! " Izuku snapped, starting to walk away.

" You have ten minutes to get ready! " Katsuki called, still laughing over the way Izuku fell.

Izuku exited his room after promptly seven minutes, wearing a plain black muscle shirt and cargo pants . He didn't have the energy to throw together a nice outfit like Katsuki did everyday. As Izuku looked Katsuki up and down, he was shocked to see that he wasn't in a full suit but instead just a white, collared, button up shirt and black slacks.

" Like what you- " Katsuki started, trying to tease Izuku for staring at him.

" Don't, " Izuku muttered, he knew what Katsuki was going to say and he wasn't putting up with the flirting shit. Even though it flustered him from time to time, he would never admit it.

Izuku pulled put his phone and checked the time. It was five in the morning now, two hours before he should leave for school.

" What time are we leaving? " Izuku asked, putting his phone back in his pocket as he looked up at Katsuki, waiting for an answer.

" Six thirty, why? " Izuku shrugged in response, walking back over to the couch and sitting down. He grabbed the remote off the side table and turned on the TV, switching to the News channel. Katsuki sat down next to Izuku and leaned forward, propping his elbows up on his knees and turning his attention to the TV as well.

" New information on the supposed mafia boss in town," The news reporter started. Izuku rolled his eyes, he still didn't believe any of this, he thought it was all bullshit. On the other hand, a grim expression crossed over Katsuki's face.

" The man is reported to be hiding out as a school substitute after harming the teacher for the position, " The man continued.

" This is boring, change the channel," Katsuki muttered, leaning back against the couch and crossing his arms. Izuku shook his head and set the remote back down on the table in front of them, which Katsuki then picked up and used to change the channel himself.

" Oh, come on! He was about to say which school, it could've been ours! " Izuku whined, frustrated that Katsuki had turned it off.

Of course, he still didn't believe that this was true. He thought it was a made up story to get more money, but he still wanted to see where they were going with it.

" It's stupid, " Katsuki grumbled, ignoring the fact that Izuku was upset with him.

" It's not like I think it's true," Izuku responded, glancing back at Katsuki, who didn't respond. Izuku rolled his eyes again before looking back at the screen, seeing what was on now that the channel had been changed.

It was a cartoon show that featured a black duck and a gray rabbit. The rabbit always wanted to do something and was a hyper little thing while the duck constantly complained about wanting to relax.

" The duck reminds me of you, " Izuku randomly said, turning to look at Katsuki. Katsuki frowned his eyebrows in confusion before responding.

"How does the fucking duck remind you of me?"

" Because it looks like a depressed little bitch, " Izuku answered, a slight smirk starting to form on his face.

" Are you saying I look like a depressed little bitch? " Katsuki leaned forward, locking his eyes with Izuku as he narrowed them.

" I mean..." Izuku's voice trailed off, he wasn't going to admit it but he definitely wasn't going to deny it.

"Watch your mouth, that's all I'm saying," Katsuki muttered before standing up off the couch and walking to Izuku's kitchen.

Izuku followed Katsuki, trying to figure out what he was doing. Katsuki opened the fridge and looked inside, his eyes scanning over the contents.

" What are you doing? " Izuku asked, walking closer to Katsuki and standing next to him.

" I'm hungry, "

" I can make you something, I'm a great cook. " Izuku is not a great cook.