QUICKFIRE INTERACTIVE KRBK THREAD!

It’s the end of their third year in UA, and Eijirou is helping Katsuki clear out his dorm room. He picks up a box only for a card to fall out, and he looks at it.

It’s a...valentine. Katsuki once wrote someone a /valentine/.

Eijirou:

Eijirou stared at it with squinting eyes for a good five minutes before concluding it was in...English? What the hell? He could barely understand any of it on the spot, just the articles and the word ‘dear’ and...

His name.

Yeah, Eijirou at least knew his /name/ in English.

Oh man, now he knows it‘s for him, he knows it has to be something special! Maybe a joke Katsuki forgot about? He laughs in delight at the thought of Katsuki playing a prank at him, and sets down the box.

He tries to get to work using every inch of his poor translating skills, but a voice calls out, “What’s keepin’ you, shithead?”

Eijirou grins, spinning around as he sings, “You wrote me a /valentine/~”

Katsuki’s eyes grow wide for a second, before he races over faster than lightning and rips the card out of Eijirou’s hands, leaving the guy windswept for a moment.

"Dimwit...the fuck, is this from first year?”

“First year?!” The thought of the kinda guy Katsuki was back then trying to play a joke on Eijirou is too wholesome for words.

“Fuck, I had this whole master plan to send you an archaic card filled with the worst things to get you annoyed. Or flustered. Both are good.”

“Ha! I knew it was a prank!” Eijirou cheers, hooking an arm around Katsuki’s shoulders. “DUDE, you should’ve done it! You know how happy these kinds of things make me?”

“...I don’t think you’d’ve wanted that.”

“Huh? Why not?

Does Katsuki:

Suddenly, Katsuki grins.

In the next second, Eijirou’s being dragged over to the bed and waiting since Katsuki had told him to, and the guy himself is standing in front of him, arms out as he proudly recites from the card the worst monologue the world would /ever/ witness.

"My dear Eijirou!" 

Oh no. Hold on. Eijirou’s eyes grow wide as he clutches the bedspread in slight awe, while Katsuki’s sharp amused eyes flash at him. "H-Holy hell..."

And Katsuki really had used his first name then when they hadn’t started going by them, too.

"Your beauty's far more than the stars or any jewel could ever possess. You shine like a ducat-"  

"A what?"  

"And I wonder...do I /deserve/ to be among such a hue?“

”When were you talking about colour?!”

"I will do anything for you, fight bears, roam desserts, climb the most /perilous/ of mountains!" Katsuki yelled, leaping forward only to lower himself onto one knee, reach out and take Eijirou’s hand, smiling charmingly in a way that Eijirou didn’t even know he was /capable/ of.

"This and more for your love." 

"W-Why are you playing this up, man? What do you gain from this?" Eijirou whines in blushing defeat, stoically ignoring the way Katsuki is running his thumb over the back of his hand, holding it so gently.

“Didn’t you ask for this, darling?” Katsuki asks with an arched eyebrow, and Eijirou chokes.

"A thousand stars could twinkle but not as bright as you." 

"Christ..." Eijirou hides his smile behind his hand.

“The world has so many wonders, but only one you.” 

“That’s...wow.”

"Thinking otherwise makes me feel stupid, because whenever you're around, you really are the only thing I can focus on," Katsuki continues in a softer tone, staring straight into Eijirou’s eyes and Eijirou realises, terrifyingly, that the atmosphere has shifted.

He swallows, wanting to look away but he can’t since Katsuki the surprise jester has become a sparkling...knight. "Maybe that's why I stayed your companion in the first place, so I could be distracted evermore by your grace, but in the same, be able to distract you with mine.

Give and take, to pretend it's requited. I would bid adieu but soft, I shall speak in a timing so sublime: I ask, Kirishima Eijirou, be my Valentine." 

Eijirou:

They both freeze.

“W-Wait,” Eijirou says quickly, heart still beating fast as Katsuki blinks at him. “That was- I was caught up in the moment! I didn’t mean to say yes, it just- I felt like I had to! Gah, I don’t know how to-“

“Would you have /been/ my Valentine if I asked?"

Eijirou’s eyes grow to the size of moons as he stares back at Katsuki who has angry red crossing the bridge of his nose, and Eijirou‘s heart wobbles.

“P-Platonically? Duh! And I know that was a joke but it was...so pretty. It’s already proven I would’ve said yes in a heartbeat.”

“But I didn’t...I didn’t understand the thing about you pretending it’s requited.” Eijirou frowns. “Did you really not think I /liked/ you, man? I liked you so much, you’ve always been my bestie.”

Katsuki just sits there for a moment, staring at Eijirou with narrowed eyes.

“It was a joke but everything I said was true. And I never doubted that you liked me, you /idiot/. You make that clear literally every second of every day.”

Oh thank God. Eijirou can’t live in a world where Katsuki doubts him. But then Katsuki looks back at the card.

“You’re fucking pretty, bright as the sun, I’d get over any obstacle for you, and there’s no-one else like you. That’s the kinda shit I said. Do you get why I never gave this to you now?”

Eijirou tries to process. He’s overwhelmed by the sweet words, but no. He doesn’t know.

“Did you just get shy?”

“Fuck that. Okay no, kind of...but that ain’t good though.”

“Did you get shy then you forgot?”

“Oh come on-”

“Oh, Han and Denk found out ‘n made fun of you!”

“When do those losers ever affect me?!”

“Man...maybe...you thought it would hurt me? If I assumed all of that was a joke?”

Katsuki’s expression softens tenfold at that suggestion. Eijirou is sure he got it right and his heart’s about to burst because that‘s so /sweet/ (AND HE GOT IT RIGHT!)

when Katsuki squeezes his hand. “I like that one. But not quite.”

“What?! But- I have /no clue/ what else it could be. I mean there are weird ideas like you found someone else to be your valentine or you actually wanted me to be your valentine cause you /like/ liked me, HA-”

“That’s funny?”

Eijirou’s laugh catches, but he tries to stay strong as he says:

“I’d never what, Eijirou,” Katsuki says, eyes and voice steely and Eijirou swallows, scared now. He doesn’t want to say it again, out loud, when Katsuki’s looking at him like he wants to kill him,

“It was three years ago,” Eijirou decides to say, quietly. “We can let it go.”

“I asked a question.”

“I don’t wanna answer.”

“I’ll answer it for you then if you just-”

“KATSUKI!”

Katsuki seizes up, as Eijirou gets onto his feet, fists clenched and shaking. And he’s really about to run, when Katsuki grabs him and seethes, “/You don’t get to yell at me/.”

“What the hell do you mean? You’re pressing me for something I don’t wanna say ‘n that’s not manly, dude,” Eijirou growled, shoving Katsuki off him but hands take his shoulders.

“I just poured my heart out to you through a bloody SONNET and now you’re gonna run away?!”

Eijirou’s breath hitches. “Okay, you’re- you’re right, but you didn’t mean it like-”

“This is exactly why I didn’t give it to you. Shit- it was meant to be a joke, but then it got too fucking real, it’s how I /realised/ how in love with you I am.

But no matter how you’d read it, even if I didn’t tell you it was a joke, you wouldn’t get the true meaning. Even now, you think every word I said in there was a friend thing?”

“It could be,” Eijirou says weakly, and Katsuki groans loud, scrunching the card in his fist.

“UGH. The fuck is wrong with me, confessing when we’re about to leave this dumb school and start a life together ‘cause I still got so lucky and I told myself I didn’t care if it was platonic because at least it’s you and I still /get/ you and now I’ve fucking ruined-”

Eijirou:

His hands are on Katsuki’s face before he even knows what to do with them. And he laughs, brokenly, just as their lips meet, because he breaks out into fat tears and he knows Katsuki can feel them.

He doesn’t want to cry. He doesn’t want to cry during their first kiss. He doesn’t want to mess this up. But Katsuki’s hand is so gentle when they wipe at his cheeks and his other one rests on Eijirou’s back to pull him closer. He shushes Eijirou but it just get worse.

“You’re gonna get me going in a minute,” Katsuki snorted, sniffing after the kiss breaks gently and they stare at each other, eyes gentle - and watery. Eijirou sees the tiniest of tears in the corner of Katsuki’s eyes.

“/I’m/ in love with you,” Eijirou whines, sobs racking through him again. “Y-You can’t be in love with /me/!”

“Ei. Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki says softly, and Eijirou actually coughs out a laugh. Then Katsuki’s gathering him up again and kissing him dizzy.

Actually no, it’s still a light kiss - his head just already hurts from crying.

“You loved me for three years. Oh no. Oh /no/. And you never stopped?!” Eijirou yelps, clutching Katsuki’s face so hard that it has the guy hissing. “DUDE! THAT IS PAINFUL, I WOULD KNOW!”

He falters when Katsuki stares at him in surprise, and he nods morosely, trying to smile. “Yeah. I- I would know.”

“We’re fucking idiots.”

“That’s a new title for you, huh, babe?”

Katsuki burns up so fast that Eijirou almost drags him to the infirmary.

“Well...if it helps. Technically I’ve been your Valentine every Valentine’s Day,” Eijirou beams. “I kept dreaming about it. About you taking me on dates and I’d buy you a bouquet of flowers then you’d drown me in a rose bush.”

“As a threat or a gift?” Katsuki asked confusedly, and Eijirou didn’t really know how to answer, so he just kissed Katsuki again. The guy didn’t seem to really mind as he hummed lightly, contentment making the kiss lazy and one hundred percent easier.

Eijirou opens his eyes slightly, and feels his heart shake at the way Katsuki looks so sweet with his eyes closed and long blond eyelashes dipping.

Time to upgrade that card to say eternal valentine.

—the end! thank you for participating! there weren’t many polls in this one because five minute polls are terrifying BUT I hope you enjoyed and thank you for readin too