92. “I want you to be happy.” Bakudeku if you please (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧
Oh great, Deku was crying. Katsuki wasn’t sure what he was expecting with this situation. There were big fat tears running down his cheeks, and his face was flushed.
Katsuki had planned for an emotional response, but not this gross, slobbering mess of a man. Then again, given what Katsuki just said, he really shouldn’t be all that surprised.
“D-Deku, isn’t this what you wanted? I want you to be happy, and if this’ll make you happy, then this is what I’ll do,” Katsuki said. Deku had thrown his arms around Katsuki and was staining his perfectly nice shirt in tears and snot. It was honestly gross.
This goes on for several minutes, and Katsuki is still waiting for a damn answer.
“Oi, Deku. I’m still waiting for an answer!” Katsuki snapped. Deku’s face snapped up, and he wiped his tears and snot away on his hoodie sleeve. Why were criers so gross?
“Kacchan, of course it is! I love you! I’ve loved you for so long, I don’t know what it’s like to love anyone else. So, Kacchan, yes, my answer is, yes.”
“Good.” Katsuki grabbed Deku’s hand and held it up. Katsuki slid a silver band onto Deku’s ring finger. It fit perfectly. It seemed hounding sniper-eyes for details on Deku’s hand size had been worth it.
Deku stared at it in awe, there were tears in his eyes again.
“You’d better not fucking cry again,” Katsuki threatened. Deku smiled up at him.
“You’re stuck with me either way, Kacchan,” Deku said.