Hikkokomori Adventures Vol 3

57: It's impossible

"N-Never!!" 

Izuku yells out, trying to talk, struggling when he's laughing so hard. He tries to shove Katsuki's leg away, his arms scrambling around, but Katsuki doesn't let up, 

"Then I guess you're just going to have to live like this for the rest of your damn life, nerd!" 

The nerd has tears building up in his eyes as he laughs, his cheeks flushed as he continues to try and get him away. Katsuki feels the grin on his face widen, until Izuku's laughs turn into screams and he pulls away. Izuku is curled up, trying to catch his breath as he glares at him, 

"M-My life just flashed before my... My eyes..." 

Katsuki turns away from him, looking towards the window. 

"Looks like you need to get more fucking exercise, nerd, out of breath so quick, that's a serious-" 

"We both know that's not the problem!!" 

Katsuki feels his hand grip the pillow at his side, Izuku moving in his peripheral vision, getting closer with his hands up, waiting to get him any second. There is a pause, and the moment Izuku darts towards him, Katsuki tightens his grip and swings, getting him at the side of his head, sending him towards the bed. Izuku's head bounces on it for a second, limp. He only bothers looking for a second, before he scrambles up to his feet, getting the hell out of the room. He almost trips down the stairs when he hears Izuku yelling, 

"Bakugou! Get back here!" 

His heart is beating faster as he gets to the landing, wildly searching for somewhere to hide as he hears the door slam against the wall. Still, the muscles in his face don't seem to get the memo that he is actively trying to make a run for it, because he can feel them tense. Grinning. Katsuki goes to the right, into the living room and going behind the couch, swiping one of the small cushions with a spiral pattern on it just in case. 

He crouches just as the nerd comes into view. His voice comes from the doorway, getting closer. 

"No use hiding, Bakugou, come out. I promise I won't do anything." 

Lying bastard. Still, this isn't the best spot, and if he races towards the doorway now, he might be able to get up the stairs again and lock Izuku out of his room. He almost laughs at the thought as he stands up, dodging a pillow that slams into the wall with a loud thud, the force of it brushing against Katsuki's face. He winds his arm back to throw the pillow, but then, another pillow hits his face, and he staggers back. 

"You piece of-" 

Another hit, this time to his arms, which are raised to keep him from hitting his face again. 

"There! Now we're even!" 

Katsuki glares at him, 

"Like hell, I hit you once!" 

Izuku puts his hands on his hips, his brows furrowed as he tilts his head,