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"How do you...uh initiate a kiss between you and your significant other?"

"Oh? There shouldn't really be too much thought into i-wait! You and Bakugou-kun haven't kissed?!"

Izuku lets out a chuckle, it was more from embarrassment than amusement as he feels

heat crawl up his face. Uraraka on the other hand stares at him with her eyes wide and unblinking and her mouth parted open. The silence that fell over his room was almost suffocating and the longer the brunette stared at him without saying anything, not even

making a sound, the more he regretted ever bringing up the topic.

Still though, Izuku attempts to break the silence between them. "It's not that neither of us don't want to...at least I hope that's the case from Kacchan's side. It's just-". He breathes in,

his shoulders raising with it and he exhales it in a sigh.  "-I don't know how to...you know."

He links both his pointer fingers to indicate two lips locking. 

"Well obviously you can't just magically know how to because it's your first time being in a relationship."Uraraka

finally speaks, waving her hands around as if to lay more emphasis on her points."-but that's why Bakugou-kun is there. He's your boyfriend for a reason, Deku-kun. But other than that, haven't you two been dating for a month now? How the hell haven't you two kissed yet?"

Izuku couldn't even give an answer to that because as strange as it is, he didn't know how. It was neither a topic brought up for discussion nor did Kacchan seem bothered by the fact that as a couple, they're yet to kiss. In fact, he seemed really happy with where their

relationship stood at the moment, so Izuku didn't see kissing as much of a priority. But as the hours went by and morning turned to night and night turned to morning, as Izuku continued spending longer more intimate moments with Kacchan, basking in his comfort and overall

presence, Izuku came to the realisation that-

-holy shit, he really wants to kiss Kacchan. 

Not a cheek kiss nor a forehead kiss. He wants a /real/ kiss from Kacchan. It was like a want…. a craving, a craving he knew damn well that only the blond could satisfy. But surprise

surprise, due to his inexperience, he never took the initiative. 

"I don't know."Izuku answered her. "I guess we've never seen it as a big deal?"

Uraraka sighed, shaking her head as though disappointed in her best friend, don't worry

he was disappointed in himself too. Her hand falls heavily on his shoulder and she grips it. "Well the only other advice I can offer to you is, y'all need to sit your asses down and have a one on one conversation about it."

Izuku doesn't say anything but his face does the talking for him as a bright red flush paints his freckled cheeks, and this gets a narrowed eyed suspicious look from Uraraka as she drops her hand from his shoulder.

"Wait. Don't tell me you're embarrassed to talk to him about it."

Izuku looks off to the side, "Well…."

"Oh my God, Deku-kun!"

"What? You can't expect me to straight up tell him that I don't know Jack shit about kissing, do you?"

"Well duh! This is like….totally mild in comparison to the many other conversations you're gonna have in order to advance your relationship. It's not like you're introducing the topic of se-"

"Uraraka-san!"Izuku squeaked.

"Oh for fucks sake, you're eighteen."she groaned in exasperation. 

"That still doesn't change the fact that this is all new to me."

"And I'm pretty sure it's all new to Bakugou-kun too. So…". She graces him with a serious look. "Are you going to talk to him or not?"

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Izuku was going to talk to him. Despite the fact that he'd feel really guilty not following Uraraka's advice after frustrating the living shit out of her, Izuku surprisingly wasn't that much of a coward when it came to talking about how he feels.

He was more than determined to tell him every single thing and pray to any celestial being that Kacchan isn't going to make fun of him for it, because knowing him, he's going to use this to tease the hell out of him. 

And Kacchan was relentless when it came

to teasing, especially when the teases are aimed at Izuku. Though they were all as harmless as a butterfly perched atop someone's finger, it didn't mean Izuku liked resembling a tomato twenty four-seven.

"Am I in trouble or?" That was the first thing Kacchan asked as he gently shut Izuku's door behind him. 

Izuku sitting criss cross applesauce and mentally preparing himself for the inevitable conversation, tilted his head to the side, one eyebrow raised. "No?"

"Then what the fuck is this?". Kacchan turns the phone in his hand around, and points at his screen. Izuku tries not to swoon too hard at the three hearts saved right next to his name. "'Kacchan, we need to talk. Meet me in my room, soon please.'"

He switches off his phone and the screen goes black. "How the fuck am I supposed to take the message without thinking that I fucked up one way or the other?"

Izuku had tried to leave the message as vague as possible in order not to reveal

anything because he had a tendency to say more than he should when it comes to Kacchan, and he was trying to stop or at least put it to a minimum. 

He can confidently say that he's improving to an extent.

At least he feels some of the tenseness leave his shoulders as he

breathes out a laugh at Kacchan's statement. The blond though fails to see the amusement. "You're not in trouble, Kacchan.". And hesitantly, he pats the spot next to him. When Kacchan doesn't budge from his spot and instead eyes him sceptically. Izuku taps the spot again and this

time gives him a smile. "You're fine, Kacchan. Trust me."

His face doesn't relax from his doubt, but he does make his way over to Izuku's bed, and kicking off his shoes, he climbs onto it, mimicking Izuku as he too crosses his legs.

"Alright, talk.". Of course Kacchan wastes no time in wanting to satisfy his curiosity, but Izuku could see the worry pinch at his eyebrows and dance in his irises but it was hidden behind his small frown. 

Though before he told him what exactly he called him to his room for,

Izuku gingerly places a hand atop Kacchan's that lay folded over his crossed legs and he gives it a gentle squeeze, assuring him that he really has nothing to worry about.

Carmine eyes flicker to the hand atop his then up to Izuku's, and the freckled boy watches as he visibly calms down if his now relaxed posture was a good enough indicator.

Kacchan sighs. "Next time you wanna have a conversation, don't tell me in a way that gives off-

-the implication that you want to break up with me, alright?"

"Wha? I'll never break up with you."

"Yeah, well that's fucking nice to know, but seriously, next time."

Izuku smiled. "I promise, Kacchan."

Kacchan's other hand falls on Izuku's hand and he squeezes back. "Good. So…"he paused. "...what's up?"

The smile on Izuku's face falters ever so slightly, and if Kacchan noticed, he didn't point it out.

"It's-"he started, finding himself hesitating as he took a brief pause. Don't beat around the bush, Izuku. "I need advice."

Advice?????

"You need advice?"Kacchan repeated slowly in case he happened to mishear. Izuku nods, restraining himself from slamming his head into the

nearest wall. Kacchan nods along with him though his is much more slow and tentative. "Uh-huh….Alright then. What's wrong?"

"Uh…". Izuku was speaking before he could stop himself. "I have this friend, yeah?"

"Do I know them?"

"I don't believe so."

'I don't believe so.'. More like 'you don't know them' since this friend was nothing but a lie.  Uraraka was most definitely going to kick his ass when she hears about this because knowing her, she'd want to know every single detail about it, but looking at it really, Izuku was

/technically/ talking to him about it…..just indirectly.

Yeah. 

Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all. 

"Yeah so um...they're currently in a relationship. They've been in a relationship for a while now, but they and their partner haven't kissed yet."

"I see."

"Mhm. They do however want to kiss their partner cuz I mean, it's normal in a relationship, yeah?"

Kacchan shrugged with an indecipherable look swimming in his irises. "I don't know, Deku. You tell me."

Something about his tone sent shivers down his spine, and not the

uncomfortable kind.  

Izuku's Adam's apple bobbed and he cleared his throat. "Y-yes...obviously, it is."

"Really now?"

"Really.". Why why why why why did his voice go up an octave?? He cleared his throat again, trying to regain his composure.

Keyword on 'trying'. "But anyway...um…". His eyebrows pinched together in a frown."Where was I?"

"They want to kiss their partner blah blah blah."

"Ah yeah. Er….they want to kiss them, but they're not sure how to do it exactly. It's their first time being in a relationship, so everything is like really new to them and all, and cuz of that, they're worried that they're going to mess up because what if-

-they use too much teeth? What if they use their tongue when they're not supposed to? Besides there's also the fact that their partner doesn't seem all that interested in being kissed."

Kacchan nods, hanging on to every
...or at least that's what it looked like to Izuku.

The freckled boy however realised that it was becoming way too personal so he hit the brakes on his rambling with an awkward cough.

"Um… yeah you get the gist."

Kacchan stops nodding as he straightens his back.

He unfolds one of his legs so that it's  now hanging off the side of his bed, feet touching the floor, and while doing that, he didn't once break eye contact with Izuku. 

His heart thuds in his chest.

"So let me get this straight,"Kacchan says. "Your friend's in a relationship where they haven't shared a kiss with their partner despite being together for a while. Thus, thanks to their inexperience, they're too much of a pussy to take the initiative."

Izuku frowned."I wouldn't call them a pussy…"

"But that's what they are, a fucking pussy. I ain't gonna sugar-coat shit just cuz they're your friend, Deku."

"So what do you suggest they do?"

Izuku subtly inches closer, trying to mask his eagerness for an answer.

"What do I suggest they do?"he echoed, and Izuku nodded. "Well…..from everything I've heard so far from you, I'd suggest that  /he/-" Izuku's eyes widened. Wait 'he'??? "-speaks to his fucking boyfriend. I mean, what's the point of being that special someone in a person's life-

-if you can't share shit with them, am I right?". Oh God. "So, Deku-"

Kacchan leans into his space, head slightly tilted to the side, one side of his lip lifted into a smirk and an eyebrow raised. 

"-you wanna tell me something?"

Izuku's face explodes in colour.

The blond snorts out a chuckle.

"It's not funny, Kacchan."Izuku whines in embarrassment, trying to hide his flushed face from the blond. 

Not even a second later, he feels big fingers wrap around his wrist and tug at his hand, trying to pry open the shield it had formed

around Izuku's face.

"Oh it definitely /is/ funny, Deku."Kacchan said, his tugs not ceasing. "Diddya really think that I wouldn't put two and two together?"Izuku whines, which could easily be translated to a 'yes', and the blond snorts again.

"I'm way smarter than you think, shit nerd."

God, what he would give for the ground to open up and swallow him whole, taking his shame and embarrassment along with him.

Izuku didn't have to look at him to know that he has a shit eating grin on his face as he says the next words

"You really are a pussy, aren't ya?"

That was enough for Izuku's hand barrier to completely crumble, but from a barrier it turned into weapons as he pushes at Kacchan's shoulders so abruptly that the blond falls on the bed with a soft thud.

"Stupid Kacchan!"

And as the blond tries pushing himself up using his elbows while his shoulders shake in laughter, he gets knocked down by a pillow charged with five percent One for All. 

"Ow! What the fuck?! That shit actually hurt!"

Izuku ignores his complaint, already shifting around on his bed to get up and leave his room. "This is exactly one of the reasons I didn't want to tell you, you big stupid jerk!".Taking a hold of his All Might plushie, he flings it at the blond when he tries to get back up yet

again, and he doesn't wait to see if it hits him or not as he puts on his slides.  

He doesn't even take a step away from his bed when he's tugged into an embrace, and even though he was still angry at the blond, he feels himself go limp against his will.

But his frown doesn't let up.

"Hey, I'm sorry, alright?"Kacchan whispers so softly that it could easily be carried away by a breeze. He begins to gently stroke his hair. "I didn't mean to make you upset."

Izuku stays quiet as he glares at the darkness caused by his

face pressed against his chest. 

He hears Kacchan sigh, "You're still mad at me?"

Izuku nods against his chest. 

A pause.

"Would it make you feel better that I'm just as fucking nervous about kissing you as you are about kissing me?"

At this, Izuku lifts his head. His face relaxes into surprise. 

"You are?"

"Fuck yeah I am."he said. "It's going to be my first fucking kiss with someone who's really important to me, so of course I'm gonna be-

-nervous as shit. But I was fucking ready to kiss you whenever opportunity presented itself which is whenever you seemed ready because I didn't wanna do something that'll make you uncomfortable. So I also fucking apologise if I came off as someone who didn't give a rat's ass-

-about kissing you."

This gets a laugh out of Izuku, prompting a relieved sigh from Kacchan, and leaning forward, he presses a kiss to his forehead.

"Am I forgiven?"he asked against his forehead.

Izuku thinks about it for a moment before shaking his head lightly.

"What? Why?"Kacchan asked, tone carrying clear disbelief. 

Bringing his arms around Kacchan's neck, he stifled a giggle at the kicked puppy look on his face. 

"I'll only forgive you under one condition."Izuku informs him, and Kacchan makes an 'oh?' look, his hold around the

shorter boy's middle significantly tightening.

"And that is?"

Izuku tries not to let the confidence in his voice waver.

"You have to kiss me."

The freckled boy watches the way his eyebrows nearly shoot past his forehead accompanied by widened eyes

but it was only momentary because not even a second later, Kacchan's smirking down at him as he draws him closer with one gentle pull that has Izuku gasping lightly. 

"Seriously? That's fucking it?"Kacchan speaks, teasingly pressing the pads of his

thumbs against the small curve of Izuku's waist. "Thought you were gonna tell me to do some embarrassing shit….like walk around in an All Might onesie for an entire day or somethi-"

"Just shut up and kiss me, Kacchan."

The blond blinks frantically, clearly surprised but Izuku sees, he takes note of something almost foreign dancing around the reds of his eyes, and an almost feral grin, that causes the shorter boy's heart to beat wildly in his chest, graces

his face.

"Good fucking lord, nerd, you drive me so goddamn crazy, I fucking swear."

Before Izuku could ask what he meant by that, lips meet his in a light almost hesitant press, and his mild perplexity seeps away at the contact as he comes to the realisation that-

//Holy shit! Kacchan! he's-holy wow.. Holy! Wow!// 

And when the blond slowly begins to move against his lips, Izuku's brain short circuits but he somehow manages to will himself to shut his eyes, finding the perfect pace to match Kacchan's.

They're warm...Kacchan's lips are warm, not bigger than Izuku's though but they're much more softer and taste faintly of cinnamon toast. 

And they fit so perfectly with his, too perfect that it was kind of scary but Izuku didn't want to dwell on that. Neither did he want to

dwell too much on his lungs that were slowly starting to beg for air as he tugs Kacchan down, bringing their bodies even closer and causing the taller boy to part from the kiss.

Izuku whines at the loss of contact only for his sounds to be muffled seconds later as lips meet his

again, and thank God he decided to replenish his air supply. 

His gasps are soft, barely audible as Kacchan kisses him with more surety, more confidence than before in his movements as he tilts his head to one side, prompting Izuku to do the same but in the opposite direction.

And that's what they do for the next couple of seconds, move together in perfect sync and occasionally switch the direction of their heads with their noses meeting on the way. 

Neither dared to go further, which Izuku was perfectly fine with because this really exceeded his

expectations. Even if it had started and ended messily, Kacchan being his first kiss was more than enough to make it perfect. 

Pulling away was tentative as neither seemed to want to break away from the kiss, but they needed air, and never has Izuku found breathing to be

so annoying. 

Izuku's eyes open first, Kacchan's eyes open soon after and a smile automatically tugs at their glistening lips as they gasp for air.

"That was-."  "Holy fuck-"

They paused, realising that they had both interrupted each other, then they laughed. Their foreheads softly bonk together as their bodies shook with the joyous sounds that fell past parted lips. 

For a while, no words were exchanged between them as they let their laughter fill

the space of Izuku's room until it died down, basking in the afterglow of their shared laughter and kiss. 

"Holy fuck-"Kacchan repeats his earlier statement. Izuku looks at him through his eyelashes. "- that was so goddamn amazing."

Izuku breathes out a short laugh, but he nods in agreement. 

"God, why didn't you tell me your lips were so fucking soft?"he groaned in feigned agony, prompting a giggle from Izuku. "Like I knew they were soft just from when you kiss my cheek, but holy shit, I didn't realise-

-they were /this/ soft."

"And yours are really soft too."Izuku tells him. "It's like I was kissing a pillow." And he sighs dreamily. "Best first kiss ever."

"And now that you've given me a taste what I've been fucking missing all these these weeks....scratch that,-

-what I've been missing all these years, there'll be more fucking kisses to come."Kacchan informs him with a grin. "Probably more that'll exceed this one. Just need to practise-"

Oh. 

"-with you."

/Oh/

Izuku flushes red. If it was scientifically possible, steam would be seeping out from the top of his head, hissing like oil poured onto a skillet. Izuku lets out a sound, a cross between a mouse and cat, and he attempts to bury his face in Kacchan's chest,

if not for the fingers that suddenly gripped his chin, keeping his head in place.

"What are you getting all shy for?" he inquired. "How the fuck did you think I was going to practice? with the back of my hand or something?"

"We-well no b-but-"

"But?"

"I'm j-just thinking about you...putting your tongue in my uhm-". He becomes even redder. "-my mouth."

"You mean French kissing?"

Izuku makes one last futile attempt to cover his face but to no avail.

"Jesus Christ, Deku."Kacchan says in exasperation, kissing away his flustered pout. "You're fucking eighteen not a kid. You're acting like we're talking about me fucking your-"

"Kacchan!!"

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