A/N: THIS CHAPTER WAS ORIGINALLY A ONESHOT. This chapter takes place in the future. The full story really begins next chapter, starting at the entrance exam. So technically the real first chapter is after this.
"I'm fine."
Oh no...that was never good. Over the months since Izuku had started his relationship with Kyouka, he had gotten to know all of her signs. For instance, she played with her jacks when she was nervous. Or she chewed her tongue whenever she was thinking of song lyrics. Or her quick wit and humour was very abundant whenever she was in a good mood. And oddly enough, she would be completely silent and continuously gaze into Izuku's eyes whenever she wanted to...have a jamming out session in bed.
But, this was the sign that was always worrisome.
"I'm fine."
Short, curt, and monotone. Never a good sign. Her jacks were almost always moving around and ready to attack anything that annoyed her. Her arms were crossed at almost all times. And Izuku could never walk up to her and initiate any physical contact. It was only allowed if she did it herself, and to make sure she didn't get any angrier Izuku just let her do it at any time.
Once Bakugou had really gotten on her nerves one day, and she had made Izuku wrap his arms around her while he was doing dishes. But, that's what made this time even scarier.
She wasn't touching him at all. She wasn't avoiding him exactly, but she definitely wasn't initiating anything. And now, after saying "I'm fine" , she had left to her room. Izuku only had one more thing to do now.
Figure out what the hell he did.
Izuku paced back and forth in front Kyouka's dorm room door trying to figure out what exactly he did to make her so mad. He has absolutely no past reference to pull from because, well...he had never actually made Kyouka mad before.
Okay, just one time.
(One Month Ago)
Izuku unwrapped his arms from around Kyouka's sleeping form and rubbed his eyes from drowsiness. He had woken up in the middle of the night and needed to use the bathroom. He turned around in bed, and sat up to go to the toilet.
But, when he looked up he saw something in the darkness. Right near Kyouka's desk was the sihloette of what seemed to be someone or something. Out of fear that a villain had broken in, Izuku panicked and jumped toward the "villain" and attacked. "Smash!"
*KRRSCH*
'Oh...that didn't sound like a human being punched...uh oh.'
Behind him, Kyouka had jumped awake and flailed around in the blankets. "AH WHAT THE HELL!?" Kyouka fumbled around her bed until she hit the switch for her lamp. The dim light illuminated the room for Kyouka to see her boyfriend standing over her now destroyed bass guitar. "Wh-...WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!?"
Kyouka jumped out of bed and crouched down to pick up what was left of her instrument. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean t-to-"
"What!? What exactly went through your head that made you want to destroy my bass guitar!?"
"W-Well you know when you see shilloetes in the dark and you think it's someone i-in the room, so you just kind of stare at it and try to decipher if it's actually somebody? W-Well...I kind of attacked it thinking it was a villain."
Two things happened after that explanation:
Kyouka glared at him silently.
He slept alone that night.
(Present)
Luckily, Eri's quirk control training was far enough along for her to just barely rewind things for a few seconds. Izuku didn't ask Eri to fix it, knowing how scared she was of her quirk. But, Eri actually offered to do it herself because she was more than happy to "Make Mama happy and get Papa out of the doghouse". How she learned doghouse as a term he still didn't know.
In the end it was all okay and Kyouka accepted his apology. This time however, Izuku had absolutely no idea what was wrong. 'Did I say something? It's not an anniversary, I have those all planned out. It's not her birthday. It's not Eri's birthday. I didn't break anything...this time. It's not...that time of the month. She acts differently than this. It's not-'
"Are you just gonna stand outside and mutter all day Mop-head?" Izuku whipped around to see Kyouka in her doorway looking at him. "Cause it's kinda getting on my nerves."
"S-Sorry...Can I come in?" Kyouka motioned for Izuku to enter, and the two walked inside and sat side by side on Kyouka's bed. Izuku took Kyouka's hand, "Kyouka. What's wrong? If I did something, I'm so sorry. I'll-"
"What? No it's not you Izu. I-...Well it involves you, but you did nothing wrong." Izuku scrunched up his face in confusion. His silence signaled Kyouka to continue. "Izuku...Why do you like me?"
"Because I love you."
Kyouka gave a breathy chuckle, "Nice try smart ass. I mean...I don't understand why you like me of all people. All of the other girls are so... beautiful, and smart, and energetic, and I'm just...I don't know." Kyouka began to tug and twirl on her earphone jacks as she looked at her lap. Izuku was being dead quiet, which to Kyouka meant he couldn't think of a legitimate reason. To which then she thought he would realize he could likely have any girl he wanted and leave her.
What she didn't expect was to look up and see Izuku looking completely confused. "Why wouldn't I like you? I-I mean, you're Kyouka Jirou. A-And...why are you only asking this now? We've been together for for quite awhile."
"I guess...back at the Sports Festival I was so taken aback that you actually liked me I just rolled with it. I didn't want to ask questions and ruin it. I liked you, and you liked me. I didn't want to destroy that reality."
"But that is reality. Kyouka, I love you-"
"But why!? I just don't get it! I'm a tomboy, I can sometimes be a complete bitch, I'm not super smart, I have this sorry excuse for a feminine body. And you're so heroic, and kind, and cute. You're so amazing that All Might chose you to take his powers. I just don't get it Izuku!"
Izuku watch as Kyouka broke down and put her head in her hands. He couldn't stand seeing her like this. This was how he usually thinks. He didn't understand how she could like him. She had been hiding these insecurities all this time, and he never even said anything. Izuku knew she was sensitive about her body, but she hardly ever brought it up. He thought that she didn't think it was a big deal. But, now he knew they were real issues she had.
He should have seen it. Whenever there was a math problem Izuku knew Kyouka knew how to do and had done so many like beforehand, she still would second guess herself or ask Izuku for help even if she had done the work flawlessly. She never liked shopping for clothes, at least in front of Izuku. She must've thought she wouldn't look good in anything. Izuku highly disagreed with that. He thought Kyouka looked amazing in absolutely everything. She was wearing one of his favorite outifts too. Her Deep Dope tank top with a black tank top underneath, and black jean shorts. On their third official date, she had worn leather leggings and Izuku nearly had a heart attack when he saw her.
Even whenever they made love, she usually liked to keep at least one or two articles of clothing on. Izuku never really minded. He actually personally loved it, how clothes would bounce or hang off of her or hug her in the right places. He thought it was just their thing, or she knew he liked it. It wasn't that he didn't want to see all of her, of course he did. He really did. But, Kyouka seemed far more comfortable with something on, so it stayed that way.
Now Izuku realized that she did that because she didn't want him to see her body. She was afraid he wouldn't like it. Izuku was ashamed that he let this go on. He should have seen this long ago. He needed to show her just how much he loved every single last piece of her.
He had an idea, but it was going to be a little embarrassing for both of them.
Izuku stood up and got down on his knees in front of Kyouka. He took her hands away from her face. She looked up at him with tears in her deep purple eyes. Izuku knew it was extremely cliche, but he had to say it.
"Even when you're crying you're beautiful." Kyouka scoffed, but Izuku saw a small smile grace her lips. Izuku reached his hands up and began coursing his fingers through Kyouka's hair. "I love your hair. Have I-I told you that you're the reason purple became my favorite color?"
Kyouka gave a watery smile, "Yeah...A lot actually."
"It covers your brain too. The amazing mind that's in the top ten of the whole class. The amazing mind that's made my favorite songs. The amazing mind that makes up jokes and wisecracks faster than Iida can ever hope to run and make m-me laugh harder than Ms. Joke could ever hope."
Izuku softly moved his fingers down and caressed both of Kyouka's cheeks. He used his thumbs to wipe away the stray tears. "Your face is perfect. It's... angelically beautiful. Your eyes are alluring. One minute they're full of passion and excitement, a-and the next they're essentially saying 'screw you' to anyone who's annoying you."
He made Kyouka chuckle a little at that. He moved his hands over to her earphone jacks. "Y-Your quirk is so cool. That's not even mentioning how good they look on you. And to top it all off, they're the reason we met. I wanted to know how they worked so bad that I wasn't even afraid to talk to a gorgeous girl."
"Hehe," Kyouka sniffed. "You were a dork then and you're a dork now. But now you're way cheesier. Did you write all of this down?"
"Hush, I'm not even halfway done." Izuku moved his hands and caressed Kyouka's neck and collar. "You're voice is breath-taking. Everyone knows it. It was the first thing to make Eri smile. Do you remember how she was so proud, that every person that walked by us she would point at you and say 'That's my Mama the singer' for an entire week? If you were what made her smile after everything she's been through, then you have to realize how amazing you are."
Kyouka did remember that. God, she loved that little girl. She didn't care how many annoying Disney songs she had to sing. She'd sing them for an eternity if she had to for Eri. Izuku moved his hands to caress Kyouka's biceps, which had grown over her time at U.A. "Not much t-to say about these. They're just plain sexy." Kyouka laughed again. She was glad that she had taught Izuku to be less awkward since getting together.
Izuku moved to Kyouka's hands, "I still believe that you have a second quirk that makes you good with your hands...I meant for your music, n-not a sex th-thing...It was also a sex thing."
Kyouka was also happy that her humour rubbed off on Izuku.
He brought his hands back up to Kyouka's chest, and placed a hand over her heart. "The heart of a hero. You can't deny it. You have it. It's also a heart with the capacity to love a nerd like me. Now that's impressive. I don't know where you get "tomboy" from. Last time I checked, tomboys are associated with a lot of male things. I wouldn't exactly call make-up, skirts, and cardigans masculine. You're a girl at heart, AND on the outside. Being tough and not taking anyone's crap doesn't make you a tomboy, Kyouka. A meek nerd like me actually finds it sexy."
"Hey. If you're going to cheer me up you can't bring yourself down at the same time."
Izuku smiled, "Fair enough. But you also just proved my point."
"...Call me sexy again."
"You're very, very sexy." Izuku slowly and carefully moved his hands to hold Kyouka's breasts. They filled Izuku's hands perfectly. Izuku knew she didn't like them, but he couldn't get enough of them. He wasn't a pervert. Izuku had gone his whole life being completely respectful to all women. He hated feeling dirty and perverted. But, he couldn't deny it. He stared at them...a lot. Her breasts weren't big like Momo's, but he honestly liked these more. She definitely couldn't be called flat chested, because they were round, perky, had plenty of volume, and filled out anything she wore perfectly.
"...Izuku?"
"Hm?"
"You've been holding my boobs for five minutes and you haven't said anything."
"Oh! S-Sorry I just...I was hypnotized." Kyouka blushed heavily from that. That was something she thought she would never hear about her body. "I think that says enough about them," Izuku said with a chuckle. He moved down her torso, moving up and down repeatedly. "I don't know what you're talking about for your body. If this isn't hourglass I don't know what is."
Izuku then found her hips. "I've danced with you Kyouka. I know for an absolute fact that you secretly have the best hips in the school."
"Have you seen Mina?"
"I've seen Ashido dance. But she definitely wasn't dancing the way you were that night." Izuku then moved his hands behind Kyouka and his hands found her ass. "Do you remember when I-I said I really liked your leather leggings?"
"Yeah. Why di-...Oh." Kyouka once again blushed wildly. Izuku began moving his hands up and down Kyouka's legs.
"The same reasoning goes for these two." He then moved to her feet, and Kyouka raised a brow.
"Are you secretly a foot guy Izu?"
"No. I was j-just gonna talk about that time you kicked Kacchan in the balls because he called you a bitch."
Kyouka laughed, "Hahahah! The best part was that was the night you told me you loved me for the first time."
"H-How could I not after that?" Izuku's smile then disappeared and he once again looked serious. He brought his hands back up to caress Kyouka's face. "Kyouka. I love you. I love you more than anything. I'd give up my quirk in a heartbeat if you asked me to. And you know the lengths I went through to achieve it. I'd die for you...I-I know that risk is kinda our job, but you know what I mean. Why do I like you? Kyouka...How could I not love you? What would I do without you?"
Kyouka's tears began to fall again tenfold. But these were tears of happiness. She still didn't feel like she deserved Izuku, but she knew he would say the same about himself. Of course he would. He was always there for her.
Because he loved her.
And she loved him.
Izuku gave a soft smile, "You're so beautiful."
"And you're so getting laid."
Izuku was suddenly brought up by Kyouka's jacks and her arms wrapped around his neck. Izuku returned her passion by wrapping his arms around her waist. As they moved down onto the covers, Kyouka repeatedly whispered in between kisses, "I love you."
Izuku saw Kyouka completely bare that night...and the next few nights...and the rest of the nights for the month.
And for the first time, Kyouka was more than happy to show herself off to the boy that loved her so much.
Besides, how could she not love him.