Katsuki knows he's always been tough. He breaks ribs without...

Izuku, in comparison, cries over stepping on an ant. It's dumb.
But after the war and graduation, a hint of water in green eyes sets off something in him. Something... protective.
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They're older now, and their fighting's more refined (saving the world does that to a hero), but the nerd is still reckless.
While protecting a group of kids from an attack, Izuku messes up one of his ankles.
"Sorry, Kacchan." His apology comes with a wince. Katsuki picks up on how his lashes blink faster.
Normally, he teases Izuku for being a crybaby, but the little lip wobble and his wet eyelids makes Katsuki's heart clench.
Which is...weird.
A heartbeat later, Katsuki has an armful of Izuku, cradling him like a baby, a pampered princess, or even a-
A bride. Like his bride.
Like he trusts Katsuki to make the pain disappear.
He shuffles the nerd closer to his chest. "I've got ya, nerd."
(And if, when Izuku falls asleep on his couch, he stares at freckled cheeks and glares after each skipped heartbeat, thats nobody's damn business)
There's a party celebrating both his and Izuku's breaking into the top ten hero rankings.
Pink Cheeks and Raccoon Eyes gets the nerd drunk.
"You're so pretty." Deku's splayed out on Shitty Hair's table, ignoring the loud music of the house party to beam up at Katsuki. "I like looking at you, Kacchan."
"You're shitfaced."
He scrunches his brows, dislikes the taste in the back of his mouth. Because he doesn't know how to explain he never did.
They're at this drunk stage. Fantastic.
But while it pisses him off with others, with Deku...
"Do you?" Izuku's hand clutches his tighter. "Do you want to leave me?"
"Anywhere I go, you better be by my side. You got that, Nerd?"
Deku's words, which he knows the nerd won't remember tomorrow, have no right to make Katsuki's neck warm enough to force him look away. "Little stalker."
The nerd seems happy hanging out with him. He even makes Katsuki a spare key.
One time its because of his 'friends'.
Flat Face convinces Izuku to come with the Bakusquad to a haunted house. Katsuki knows Izuku doesn't do horror well.
Sure enough, Deku's in tears by the third jump-scare.
With the hand in Izuku's hair guiding a teary face into his shoulder, he barks at any of the extras working to 'fuck off'.
He's pretty sure he makes the zombie pee with his glare.
Katsuki threatens to blast the next idiot from their group who makes kissey faces behind them.
The hosts doesn't seem to know the meaning of the word 'private'. She asks questions charged with sexual undertones.
But he forgets his own self-preservation when she digs at Deku.
Izuku's stiff as a board next to him. "T-That's..."
All he needs is the damp edge of green eyes to react.
Katsuki sneers when he leans across the nerd's thighs to force her out of his space. He doesn't care how he looks posturing in front of his partner, hand curling on the cushion on Deku's opposite side.
Let the world see what happens when they make Izuku cry.
"Deku gives his life everyday with a smile that half of you jerks don't deserve. He's a hero, not a freak show for you to parade around."
He doesn't think about his response. "Cause Deku's mine to take care of when he can't stand up for himself."
His mom says she's 'proud of him', whatever that means.
Society mistakenly calls them the power couple. Like they're...together.
The only one who doesn't mention the show is Deku.
Except he always keeps tabs on Izuku, knows he has something to say.
So he waits. And waits.
Then forces the conversation.
During a fight, Katsuki jumps in the way of an attack meant for Izuku's back.
There's a lot of blood, and he barely mutters 'Deku' before passing out.
Katsuki winces at the tear tracks on Deku's dirty face. How does he protect the idiot from crying when he's the cause?
He brushes the back of his hand along the cheek, which rouses him.
"Not dead, idiot." He smoothes his thumb along darkened eye-bags. "Why you losing sleep over this, hah? We get hurt every week, ain't nothing-"
His thumb is wet in seconds.
"Oi, don't cry cause I'm alive," he says, misses the sharpness of the demand from his voice. Deku's tears softens any snark he attempts to use.
"I'm crying because you promised!"
"You said you would never leave." Even though he hates Deku crying, he's pretty with shiny eyes and flushed cheeks. "I asked if you'd leave me, and you said we'd be side-by-side forever. I'm yours, aren't I?"
"Then don't go places I can't follow you!" The next murmur presses to his palm, water pouring without shame down freckled cheeks. "Don't go where I can't love you back."
"Come up here," he demands, doesn't care what the doctors will say later.
He needs Izuku in his arms.
So what if it hurts? He'll heal.
"If you don't cut off the water works, I ain't kissing you." He still will, but Deku likes incentives.
"I love a damn crybaby." But he grins when Deku sniffles his last tear back, then pulls Izuku down to kiss him better.
He has a feeling Izuku will cry a lot less, now.
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