Chapter Thirteen

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It had nearly been a week since Katsuki started learning, and Mina figured it was time for his test, which he had no clue what she was going to make him do. He still had a few hours before that though, so Izuku requested a quirkless sparring match.

The pair squared up in the training ring. Katsuki had on a tank top and some shorts whereas Izuku had on shorts and a tshirt. Katsuki often caught himself staring at Izuku's muscles when the alpha wasn't looking. He was almost caught a few times too.

It was hard not to stare at Izuku's body. Katsuki was pretty sure he was on steroids or something with his muscles. Katsuki was always questioning if he could get his hands around them, if Izuku could just fucking yeet him -- Katsuki would probably pay him to carry him around if it weren't for his pride. Now though, after that talk with Eijirou and Denki, Katsuki found himself wondering about other things.

How big was the nerd's cock?

Fuck, how big was his knot?

Would Izuku be gentle or rough during sex?

Is the nerd a top as his alphan genes would suggest or a helpless bottom as his personality portrays?

Would he be a stuttering mess during sex?

Is he a romantic?

Could Katsuki convince him to leave Ochako?

That last one sent Katsuki's head spinning. He'd completely forgotten that the fucker was taken. Katsuki felt his heart stop for a moment at the realization.

Fuck.

"Kacchan!" A voice shouted. Katsuki's body was suddenly jolted back into reality. He blinked a few times. "Why are you crying?"

"Crying?" Katsuki echoed. He reached up to touch his cheeks. His eyes widened upon feeling the wet streaks. "Fuck!" He stepped away from Izuku to wipe off his cheeks.

"Kacchan, are you okay?" Izuku asked him with worried brows.

"I'm fucking fine. Leave it alone, Deku." Katsuki grumbled in response. "Let's just fucking fight already."

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As if his day couldn't get any worse, Ochako Uraraka showed up after their match. Katsuki felt like there was a hand squeezing his heart to death as he watched them interact.

"Hey, Blasty." Mina whispered to him softly. Katsuki shot her a sharp glare.

"What?" Despite his expression, he couldn't muster a growl.

"She just helps him through his ruts, and he helps her through her heats. They're not actually dating. At the moment, I'm courting her. Midoriya and Ochako are fake dating because some fans wouldn't leave them alone since they're unmated." Mina explained to him in a hushed whisper. Katsuki whipped around to face her. His eyes were wide.

"Why the hell do you think I fucking like Deku?" He hissed at her. Mina grinned a shit-eating grin. She ruffled his ash blonde spikes.

"Puh-lease. You've been pining after him since high school. Even if you've only recently realized it." Mina told him. Katsuki's mouth fell open at her revelation. "But don't worry. So many others in our class are just too dense. Specifically all of the guys except Kirishima and Kaminari. They've had bets made for years that it'll be Midoriya you end up with. I tried to give you an excuse to kiss him at the party, and Shinsou agreed because he's rooting for the two of you as well. Sorry about that by the way."

"I'm fucking over the party thing. But am I really that fucking obvious?"

"Only to the people who really know you." Mina replied with a wide grin. "Aside from Midoriya, obviously. Though he's as about as dense as dense gets."

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