The Red Prince And The Green Peasant.

The Red Princess And The Green Peasant

Definitions (may not be super accurate):
Maður = man.
Duine = person.
Pàrantan = parents.
Ríkisstjórn = government.
Burd = girl
Mair = more.
Eiginmaður = Husband.
Vinur = friend.

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“Is something wrong?” Izuku asked as they passed another couple

Katsuki blinked.
“No. Ye jus’ look weird.”

“Probably because you're still not used to seeing this version of me my Prince.” Izuku giggled

Katsuki scoffed at the title.
“Quit fuckin’ callin’ me that.” He huffed

Izuku giggled a little.
“Just trying to address you properly. If I call you Kacchan that might raise questions.” He whispered

Katsuki pouted a little.
“Tch-”

As they danced together Izuku couldn't help but imagine this wasn't a ploy to trick the council. He wanted it to be real. Katsuki choosing him to dance with among everyone else, like in a kids fairytale. But this isn't a fairytale and people don't always get a magical moment where they find the love of their life. Even if it was that the situation would be ruined by the muttering around them. Izuku's soft smile fell as he heard them talking about his body. About how little his female body provided visually. He frowned and the blonde noticed

“Oi, what's tha face fer?” Katsuki asked

Izuku glanced up at him then away with a blush.
“I can hear them whispering about me.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes.
“Ignore ‘em.” He said, pulling the smaller closer so they were chest to chest

Izuku shrugged.
“Well it's not something I'm that upset about, but they're murmuring about my um… acessets.” He said shyly

Katsuki isn't stupid, but he didn't exactly get what Izuku was referring to. So when he made a confused face the other explained.
“I'm a little flat, Kacchan.” Izuku muttered

The blonde snorted as his eyes glanced towards Izuku’s chest that wasn't on display.
“Well yeah compared to ye màthair.”

Izuku's eyes looked up at the other and frowned.
“Were you looking at my mother's chest?” He asked sounding protective

Katsuki flushed slightly.
“Nae!” He denied then the smaller made a face like he didn't believe him

The blonde sighed, glancing to the side.
“It's hard nae ta. She bent forward.” He scowled as if scolding himself

“To curtsy you pervert.” Izuku huffed at him

Katsuki tensed. He would never disrespect Inko like that!
“Oi, I'm not tha pervert. Ma is!” He whispered shouted

Izuku looked shocked by that.
“Auntie Mitsuki?” He asked

Katsuki scoffed. The audacity to accuse him of such a thing while missing who's actually being a pervert.
“Ye didnae see ‘er starin’?” He rose a brow

Izuku shook his head.
“No. I mean, I know that mother-” He suddenly stopped and his eyes went wide at what he almost told the other

Katsuki frowned.
“That Auntie what?”

“N- Nothing.” Izuku denied with a shake of his head

“Deku.” Katsuki said in a low warning tone

It was more attractive than it should have been with the proximity. Unfortunately Izuku could never keep a secret from Katsuki especially when being directly confronted about it.
“Alright, so mother might have had a crush on your mother when they were young. Before either got married. She doesn't talk about it a lot.” He said, glancing down