Katsuki didn't believe he was doing this shit. It was unfortunately June 30th, which meant Eijirou was throwing a large party for both Denki and Hitoshi. Denki's birthday was the day before, and Hitoshi's was tomorrow.
Katsuki held up two shirts to pick from. One was a black tshirt and the other a white tank top with a white leather jacket. Either way, he was wearing his black jeans, which he had on already.
Ryuu lied down, covering his nose with his paws. Katsuki huffed then threw them back into the closet. Izuku would have a heyday with that whenever he came over next.
Katsuki had been doing great since his near-death experience. He was back to work, back on his medication, and he was set to get his birth control implant back in on Thursday. He and Izuku only had sex once, which was a weird and awkward experience seeing as it was the first time they weren't aided by their mating cycles. They got through it, laughing occasionally about some of the stupid shit that happened between them.
They laughed because they were nervous. They laughed because Izuku sucked at giving blow jobs and Katsuki, who was a virgin until his last heat, was surprisingly good at it. They laughed whenever they'd bunk heads together or teeth would clash while kissing.
Their first real, completely conscious time together was a mess, but neither of them truly gave a shit. There wasn't any penetration either. It was mostly hand and oral jobs because they were both two nervous to try anything more.
Overall, Katsuki wasn't suffering from Izuku's absence. They hadn't seen each other in forty-eight hours because Izuku was out on a tough villain hunt, searching for those who aspire to be like the L.O.V, but they did text occasionally. Thar meant tonight would be the first time he'd seen him since Friday, seeing as they weren't allowed to see each other Saturday just to make sure Katsuki would survive.
That looped back to Katsuki, who glared at Ryuu while holding up two new shirts. The canine, once again, looked disgusted. "You're hurting me, Ry." Katsuki muttered. He pulled his phone from his back pocket, easily finding the number he sought.
"Whassup, Blasty!" Mina shouted into the phone.
Katsuki winced, pulling the device from his ear for a moment. "I need your help." Katsuki grumbled. His scarlet eyes glared at Ryuu, who looked extremely sorry that he couldn't help Katsuki pick an outfit.
"What's up?"
"I don't know what to wear..."
He instantly regretted that statement. Mina showed up an hour later with multiple bags full of clothes. Katsuki stared at them with wide eyes. "I've always found your taste in clothes to be... bland. It's all black." She said as she started digging through the bags, throwing out clothing items left and right.
"I like black." Katsuki deadpanned. He glared harshly at the bright greens and blues, sneered at some various shades of purple, shuddered when met with the prospect of any pinks, and nearly puked at any shade of yellow.
"Yeah, well, I don't care. I went on a quick shopping spree-"
"You shouldn't be allowed this much money."
"-and I've picked some things out for you!" Mina clapped her hands excitedly. She looked over at Katsuki with a small frown. "Lose the pants too, please?"
Another hour passed of trying on outfits, taking off outfits, finding the perfect one, suffering, putting on new outfits, more suffering, Mina announcing that she found the perfect combination, picking out accessories, forcing Katsuki into the chosen clothes, still more suffering, stabbing his ears with earrings that he hasn't worn since his last year at U.A, and finally, more suffering.
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Fanfiction*AGED UP *SMUT ALL AROUND *OMEGAVERSE *CW; • ANXIETY • R*PE (not in detail, but mentioned) • KIDNAPPING • TORTURE • MURDER He didn't believe in fated mates. He refused to accept the notion that his forever could be some asshole on the stre...