#bkdk #ktdk Katsuki goes back in time and witnesses his 6-year-old...

#bkdk #ktdk

Katsuki goes back in time and witnesses his 6-year-old self push an equally small Izuku so hard he trips back and falls on his ass.

Little Katsuki walks away, the other kids following close behind him.

Izuku watches them go, then wraps his arms around his knees

And rests his cheek on them.

Katsuki’s heart smarts. The familiar anger over who he used to be, heating the skin of his palms and making his throat ache with the need to yell.

Instead of chasing after himself though, he goes to Izuku and sits next to him.

Izuku glances at him and stares. “You look like Kacchan,” he says, starstruck. “Who are you?”

Katsuki doesn’t see the point in lying so, “That’s because I am him,” he scoffs, “But better. So much better.”

“Oh,” little Izuku blushes.

Katsuki is very charmed, “What?”

“Older Kacchan is very handsome.”

Katsuki grins, “Am I?”

Izuku blushes harder, the pink of his cheek spreading up his temples and the tip of his ears. He nods.

Katsuki chuckles, “That’s good to hear, since I’m trying to woo you and all these days…”

“Kacchan likes me?!”

“Yeah,” Katsuki can’t help but to reach out and touch one of his soft curls, pinching it between two fingers and moving it back. “I like you so much.”

Izuku’s face goes from being awed to a gentle disbelieving smile, looking too old and sad for his age.

“You don’t believe me?”

“Older Kacchan is kind,” he says with a sweeter smile, “He cares about me and wants to make me happy.”

Katsuki nods, “Yes, all of that is true,” he boops his nose. “Which means that I like you a lot.”

Izuku frowns as he takes in this logic, “I suppose.”

“Actually, I don’t get why you like that little brat. He’s awful to you.”

“My Kacchan?”

“Little Kacchan,” Katsuki corrects, leaning in as if he’s about to share a secret. “Because I’m yours too.”

The blush flares up over Izuku’s face again and Katsuki grins at it.

“Waaaaaah!” Izuku holds his face and squeezes his eyes shut, overwhelmed.

Katsuki laughs and wraps an arm around him, hugging him to his side and kissing the top of his head. “God, you’re so fucking cute.”

Izuku rubs his face in Katsuki’s shirt and looks up, doe-eyed and with so much admiration in them that it makes Katsuki’s heart throb. “He doesn’t deserve you.”

“But, he’s you.”

“I know, that’s why I’m saying it.”

Izuku shakes his head, little hands gripping the cotton of Katsuki’s shirt. “Little Kacchan is as amazing as big Kacchan. He doesn’t like me much now,” his chin wobbles a little but he smiles valiantly, “But it’s okay! I’m happy just to be near him.”

Katsuki wraps both arms around him and gathers Izuku in his them, encouraging Izuku to wrap himself around Katsuki so that Katsuki can hold him tighter. “I’m the luckiest person in the goddamn universe to have you believing in me like this.”

“I’ll always love Kacchan,” little Izuku says. “I think I was born to love Kacchan.”

Katsuki makes a helpless sound from the back of his throat and buries his face in Izuku’s neck. “Me too. It takes me a long while to realise, but me too.” He leans back to look at Izuku’s face,

“Do you believe me?”

Izuku touches his face, tiny fingers tracing his cheeks and eyebrows, almost tickling — before he cups it with both of his hands. “When Kacchan says things quietly, those things are always true.” He looks awed. “Kacchan was very quiet now.”

“Nothing is truer than my love for you.”

Izuku nods, still a little wide-eyed.

“So, at least now, you’ll know I’m worth the wait, right?”

“Kacchan is always worth the wait, no matter what.”

Katsuki pinches his cheeks, making him laugh and giggle. “Stop it!”

“I can’t!” Izuku giggles. “It’s my truth!”

Katsuki snorts, kissing his cheeks and biting gently at one, before he leans back. “I’ll make it right and love you so hard if you let me.”

Izuku squishes his face between his tiny palms and pulls him down to kiss his forehead.

“Then, Kacchan will make me the happiest person in the entire universe!”

“That’s all I want.”

Izuku smiles, eyes like pools of stars and — Katsuki doesn’t have him in his arms anymore.

He’s back in his time.

Heart thudding in his chest, he looks for his Izuku.

His limbs feel heavy with the effect of the quirk wearing off and he’s still not sure if what happened was real or just in his head, but he knows that as soon as he’ll see Izuku, he’ll know.

“Izuku! Izuku, where are you?”

“Kacchan!” here he comes, same bright eyes and round cheeks, looking at Kacchan as if he’s a wish come true.

Izuku barrels into his chest and wraps his steel arms around him. And Katsuki’s more than happy to let him suffocate him. “I was so worried!”

“I love you,” Katsuki says with the little breath he has left.

Izuku looks up him, eyes like wishes and all that’s good in the world. “I love you too, more than anything.” He cries a little. “Welcome back, welcome home to me.”

He grabs his face and whispers, “Sorry, I’m late.”

Izuku shakes his head, eyes shiny. “Kacchan is always worth the wait.”

And Katsuki knows he remembers.

And now, their story really begins.