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Izuku was confused by the object he received in the care package from his mom.

“Why did she send me a label maker?”

He looks around his dorm and thinks of things that need labeling. After all, his mom knows best! He grabs one of his notebooks and labels it.
“Chemistry”

The satisfaction of the clean cut label on his notebook was amazing. The young hero decided to label ALL of his notebook. Soon, he labeled his backpack, his shoes, his toothbrush, anything that could get the neat sticker, he labeled.
“Closet”
“TV”
“Sock Drawer”

He wouldn’t dare defile his All Might collectibles with labels, but he realized, he could label the wall space ABOVE them. Amazing. This label maker was a gift from heaven. His mother was an Angel so it made sense.

Izuku was happily humming while labeling above the statue when he heard a familiar knock on his door. Not so much a knock as a rough pound.

“Nerd! Breakfast!” Katsuki screamed. Izuku was excited to show him his gift and he opened the door immediately.

“Look Kacchan!”

“Mom sent me this and it’s very efficient! I’ve been able to clearly label so many things and now I feel twice as organized as before. Mom really is amazing with her pre-Awnfmddn” Izuku couldn’t finish that sentence because Katsuki shoved an egg roll in his mouth.

“What the hell did you do in here?!” Katsuki gawked at all the labels. “Did you really need to label your fucking dumbbells?!” He was bewildered at the 60 lb weights that were labeled ‘left arm’ and ‘right arm’.

“Mmhmm!” Izuku nodded excitedly before swallowing his food.

“Damn Deku…this is the dumbest shit…” Katsuki snorted.

“It’s not DUMB!” Izuku protested.

“You don’t need to LABEL your tooth brush. Everyone knows yours is the All Might one that says ‘I am here’ when you push the damn button!” Katsuki cringed.

“Just TRY it Kacchan!”

“Fine. You want me try the useless thing?” Katsuki typed furiously before slapping a label on Izuku’s forehead that read ‘DAMN NERD’

“That’s not what you use it to label, Kacchan!” Izuku protested.

Katsuki laughed at how cute he looked when flustered.

He definitely was falling for him but he couldn’t let the damn nerd know that. He tried not to be too mean but sometimes Izuku made it easy like with this damn label maker.

“It really IS useful!” Izuku insisted.

“Whatever ya say Deku..” Katsuki sighed.

Katsuki turned around and began to walk away when Izuku got upset and typed on his label maker ‘Izuku’s childhood friend’. He snuckily stuck it on the back of Katsuki’s shirt and when he went to look at his handiwork, he realized the the machine ran out of labels.

It cut the phrase off, and only wrote what the last bit of paper could hold, and to Izuku’s horror, all it said was:

‘Izuku’s’

“K-Kacchan wait!” Izuku blushed realizing he needed to take it off or he was SO DEAD.

“What, you wanna label my fucking shoes too?!” He sneered.

That pissed him off. If Kacchan was gonna be mean then Izuku could be mean too.

“N-nevermind.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes before leaving and slamming the door behind him.

It was just a practical joke anyway..right?

Katsuki was having a crisis as he washed the dishes. Was he too mean? Did he hurt the nerd’s feelings? No, Deku was sensitive but he knew things were different now. He knew Katsuki meant well right? Deku wouldn’t hate him over a label maker, would he?

He wished he was alone with these frustrations but all he could hear was damn Dunce Face and Raccoon eyes snickering behind him.

“WHAT?!” Katsuki snapped.

“Nothing!” Mina squealed.

"Just uh..admiring how..whipped you are.” Denki burst into giggles.

“Just cause I make him food doesn’t mean I’m fucking WHIPPED OKAY. And don’t be so loud….” Katsuki growled while blushing.

“Right…cause of the food…” Mina then whispered something to Denki.

“It’s RUDE to whisper!” Katsuki threw his sponge at her.

“Ah! Sorry!”

It looked like stupidity was contagious that day. Everyone was saying weird shit to him or laughing behind his back.

“Woah!” Jiro had gasped

“Uh…Congrats?” Kirishima had said to him.

“It must be the possessive nature of those dark tendrils” Tokoyami had pondered.

Everyone was getting under Katsuki’s skin and he was already on edge because of his hopeless feelings for that damn dork! He decided to go outside for a walk. He needed the air and to get away from his irritating classmates.

“Woah! Right on!” A familiar grating voice said.

Mirio Togata had said behind him. He walking with the other two NOW pro heroes of the big three and Eri.

“Hey! Tamaki!” Nejire poked the shyer guy on the cheek several times. “Are you supposed to do that to Mirio?! Is that a childhood friend thing? Hey! Why don’t you?!”

“Deku-San’s?” Eri blinked. “Deku-San’s what?”

“You’ll find out when you’re older.” Mirio laughed nervously before petting the child.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BOZOS GOING ON ABOUT?!” Katsuki snapped as Eri and Tamaki cowered together.

“Hey! Don’t be mean…wait!” Nejire gasped.

“Hey Mirio! Do ya think he knows?! What if he doesn’t know it’s there?! “

Katsuki had enough and ripped off his t shirt putting two and two together.

“That’s the spirit!” Mirio cheered.

“Let’s go Eri…” Tamaki Shielded the child with his wings before running.

Katsuki flipped it back over before seeing the label and freezing.

‘Izuku’s’

He should be mad.

Izuku’s

He should go punch the nerd till he bleeds.

Izuku’s

He should be UPSET.

Izuku’s.

Damnit….he was blushing like a school girl.

TBC

Izuku may have gotten carried away with the labels. He realized this when he opened his underwear drawer and looked at the tag on his All Might boxers that now read “Favorite Boxers”. Maybe Kacchan was right. The labels were dumb. Oh…right. Kacchan. Izuku froze. It was evening.

It was evening and he wasn’t dead. Katsuki wasn’t at his room blowing up at him for the little joke he played. He wasn’t burning every hair follicle off his head or taking every label off in his room and sticking it on Izuku. Which either means he hasn’t notice or it fell off..

Izuku hoped for the latter. While playing a practical joke was fun, it also gave him IMMENSE anxiety. What if Kacchan thought he was a FREAK?! By all means, he already did think he was a stalker but what if he thought he didn’t mean it in a harmless way?! Should Izuku flee?

His door knocked startling him.

“Wh-who is it?” Izuku questioned.

“It’s me…” Katsuki’s voice said quietly.

Izuku’s heart began beating fast. Katsuki was calm, he knocked instead of pounding on the door, he didn’t shout his excuse for being there in the halls.

Izuku swallowed his fears as concern took over. Was something wrong?

“Kacchan?” Izuku ran to the door and swung it open when Katsuki suddenly grabbed his face and smashed their lips together before pushing in the room and closing the door.

“Mmm!” Izuku was dreaming, right?

Katsuki continued kissing him as he ran his hands through his hair and entered his mouth with his tongue.

Izuku definitely must have fallen asleep. He must have! Must have labeled his heart out after Momo gave him that extra roll of sticker paper he asked for and passed out.

Izuku figured if he was blessed with such a beautiful dream, he may as well take advantage of it as he nervously traced his hands up and down Katsuki’s strong arms. They really did feel amazing and were surprisingly soft. He realized he needed oxygen or he was going to die.

He gently pushed Katsuki off of him as he gasped for air.

“Is that what you wanted you little freak?” Katsuki teased as he placed the label on Izuku’s hand.

“H-huh” Izuku looked down at his trembling hand and read the label. He was NOT dreaming. His stomach sank. Revenge.

Katsuki wanted revenge and this was his cruel way of getting it. Izuku couldn’t hold it against him, their classmates must have teased him about the label and he wanted to teach Izuku a lesson. It’s not like Katsuki knew Izuku loved him as more than a friend and would WANT this

Izuku put on a wobbly smile as he tried to laugh at Katsuki’s joke but his heart was breaking.

“I’m sorry..” He choked on his words as tears came out of his eyes. Damnit. Why was he so emotional? Keep it together Izuku. “You sure got me good Kacchan..” He hiccuped.

“Hey! Hey why’re you crying?!” Katsuki’s eyes widened in panic. Shit. He fucked up. Izuku didn’t want this and Katsuki upset him.

“I’m um…h-here.” Izuku gave Katsuki the label maker shakily. “Y-you can get your revenge in other ways too. Go ahead. You can label me stupid..”

“Revenge?” Katsuki lamented.

“I kn-know my joke was kind of mean…and I’m sorry…I meant to label you my childhood friend and the label cut off but I should have warned you instead of letting walk around like you’re mine…cause you’d never want that!” Izuku cried.

Katsuki had enough and shoved him into his desk chair before rolling it in front of Izuku’s mirror. He then typed into the label maker and slapped a label on Izuku’s head that said ‘Idiot’.

Izuku smiled as more tears fell. Katsuki really didn’t know how cruel this was.

Katsuki then FURIOUSLY typed into the matchine and SLAPPED a label on top of that one. It read
‘Katsuki’s idiot’.

“H-huh?” Izuku questioned before another label was smacked on his shirt that read ‘Kacchan’s’. Katsuki slapped another on his hand that said ‘BAKUGO KATSUKIS’

“What are you doing?!” Izuku questioned as Katsuki stuck a label on his cheek that read ‘Katsuki’s favorite freckles’.

“You’re right. This damn thing isn’t useless afterall!”

Izuku spun around to face him but before he could speak, Katsuki’s lips were on his again.

“You know the best way I could get revenge for that little joke of yours?” Katsuki huffed after breaking from the kiss. “Is by making you date me.”

“I-isn’t that too far for revenge?” Izuku stuttered as he kissed Katsuki again. His lips were addicting.

“Not far enough..”

“…if you ask me. Everyone laughed at me today Deku…even Aizawa Sensei saw me and bee lined the opposite direction. So you gotta date me for a long time to make up for it..” Katsuki kissed him again and again.

“I-it is only fair right?” Izuku agreed dizzily.

“Glad you agree.” Katsuki leaned up making Izuku visibly pout at the distance before he typed in the machine and slapped another label on Izuku’s heart.

‘Katsuki’s Boyfriend’

“So it’s a deal?” He grinned evily.

Izuku jumped up from the chair and grabbed him.

He wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s neck before forcefully closing the distance between their mouths. He took a deep breath before so he could kiss Katsuki forever and ever.

“Mmm…I love you Kacchan…” He whispered after they broke apart.

“You better..”

Katsuki said before taking back the original ‘Izuku’s’ label and sticking it on his own cheek.

“Cause I’m yours.” He smiled.

“Mine.” Izuku said happily as he cried in joy.

“Hey Midoriya, can I borrow your label maker for my roo-” Shoto walked in unannounced.

He froze at the sigh of his friends with their arms around each other and various labels claiming the other as theirs.

“I see…you’re still using it. Another time them.” He said unphased before walking out of the room. Midoriya and Bakugo really were strange.

The next day, Izuku was humming happily when he got a phone call from his mother.

“Mom! I got your package! Thank you very much!” Izuku greeted.

“You’re welcome dear…by any chance…did I accidentally pack a label maker in the box?!” She questioned.

Izuku stared at his boyfriend who’s lap he was in as he remained extremely focused on labeling his CD’s.

“No? Good luck finding though!” Izuku beamed.

Katsuki found himself loving the label maker more than Izuku did.

/End Thread.

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