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itβs the late 1950s. only katsuki and eijirou know each otherβs darkest secret: theyβre both homosexual. they knew their fling would only last during the summer before heading for college...or not?
itβs the late 1950s. only katsuki and eijirou know each otherβs darkest secret: theyβre both homosexual. they knew their fling would only last during the summer before heading for college...or not?
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β’ kiribaku have just graduated high school
β’ katsuki and izuku are cousins
β’ triggers: homophobia, internal homophobia, homophobic slurs
β’ happy ending I promise
β’ kiribaku have just graduated high school
β’ katsuki and izuku are cousins
β’ triggers: homophobia, internal homophobia, homophobic slurs
β’ happy ending I promise
katsuki had no damn idea why his parents sent him to stay with his aunt and annoying little cousin over the summer but he was sure as hell gonna make the most of it.
especially with the fact it was his last summer before heading off to college.
especially with the fact it was his last summer before heading off to college.
how the hell was he even supposed to enjoy himself? this shabby town was about 2 hours away from any kind of city life.
on top of that, his boys werenβt here with him. he could be driving around blasting rock and roll or at the drive in stuffing his face.
on top of that, his boys werenβt here with him. he could be driving around blasting rock and roll or at the drive in stuffing his face.
what he didnβt know was that this would be one of the best summers of his life.
βI swear youβre gonna love this place!β katsukiβs cousin chirped. the rugged blonde could only roll his eyes in response as he scanned the neon signs outside the building.
βa dance club? youβre fucking joking, right?β katsuki raised an eyebrow with a scowl.
βa dance club? youβre fucking joking, right?β katsuki raised an eyebrow with a scowl.
his cousin shook his head with a soft smile. βjust cause youβre a big bad greaser doesnβt mean you canβt have a good time dancing.β
katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms. βyeah, says the prep and school president. is there good food at least?β
katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms. βyeah, says the prep and school president. is there good food at least?β
the boyβs hair bounced as he nodded. βalways.β
katsuki truly had to muster up all the energy he had to take one step forward. a damn dance club? what was he actually supposed to do? dance?
he only came because his aunt forced him to anyway.
katsuki truly had to muster up all the energy he had to take one step forward. a damn dance club? what was he actually supposed to do? dance?
he only came because his aunt forced him to anyway.
he sighed, knowing he had no other choice. his cousin would be mopey if he bailed and he did not want to deal with an earful from the boyβs mother.
βthis better be fucking good, deku.β
βthis better be fucking good, deku.β
deku skipped inside and he was already trying to jitterbug before they even got on the dance floor. βI love this song!β
katsuki had no intention of being seen with his cousin if he was being honest. βwhatever. iβm going to the food table,β he said over the music.
katsuki had no intention of being seen with his cousin if he was being honest. βwhatever. iβm going to the food table,β he said over the music.
with that, the two parted ways and deku wouldnβt see the greaser for the rest of the night.
katsuki grabbed a small paper bag from the table, going to fill it with fresh popcorn but much to his dismay, the guy in front of him snatched the last pieces.
the blonde groaned, balling his hand into a fist. βoi, shit hair-β
the guy turned and it was over for katsuki.
the blonde groaned, balling his hand into a fist. βoi, shit hair-β
the guy turned and it was over for katsuki.
the guyβs eyes were wide and fucking sparkling. he could easily be mistaken for a girl if it hadnβt been for his strong build. katsuki had never seen such long hair on a guy.
he shook his head. dirty. those thoughts were disgusting he wasnβt supposed to think like that.
he shook his head. dirty. those thoughts were disgusting he wasnβt supposed to think like that.
βyeah man?β the guy spoke up. he glanced at katsukiβs fist. βwhoa- I donβt want any trouble I just-β
βtch. whatever. didnβt wanna be here anyway.β katsuki basically slammed the bag back on the table.
the guy had the nerve to laugh.
βtch. whatever. didnβt wanna be here anyway.β katsuki basically slammed the bag back on the table.
the guy had the nerve to laugh.
βwhat the fuck are you laughing at, riffraff?β
the guy shook his head. βjust a little weird seeing a greaser here. whereβs the rest of ya?β
katsuki did not want to admit he was here with his cousin. not to such a good looking guy.
no. stop. donβt think that
the guy shook his head. βjust a little weird seeing a greaser here. whereβs the rest of ya?β
katsuki did not want to admit he was here with his cousin. not to such a good looking guy.
no. stop. donβt think that
βwhat the fuck is it to you?β katsuki resorted to an ambiguous answer. and maybe this guy would leave so katsuki could pretend this never happened and he could ditch deku.
βI mean itβs not fun going to a dance club by yourself right?β the guy popped some popcorn in his mouth.
βI mean itβs not fun going to a dance club by yourself right?β the guy popped some popcorn in his mouth.
βand? I wouldnβt be caught dead hanging out with a prep or jock or whatever the fuck you are.β the blonde adjusting his leather jacket.
the guy flashed his letterman jacket. βjock I guess.β he smiled and katsuki felt sick. in a good or a bad way, he couldnβt tell.
the guy flashed his letterman jacket. βjock I guess.β he smiled and katsuki felt sick. in a good or a bad way, he couldnβt tell.
