Katsuki knows that grin. It's not a sudden realization or anything--he'd come to know that look back at U.A, when things were between them were far more complicated than they are now. During the adjustment period, their relearning of how to navigate each other after coming to the understanding that they were equals who would never stop trying to change the playing field and gain the edge over the other. At the encouragement of their idol.
No, now in noting it, he's both preparing himself for whatever move that Izuku will undoubtedly make against him and also uncomfortably noting the fact that it's a good thing. Despite the fact that it naturally makes him want to wipe it right the helloff of his stupid fucking face. The blond has gained a deeper, personal understanding of how Midoriya wound up in the state he was in when they reunited after so long in the woods. Of why his smiles don't always reach his eyes in the same way that they used to, of how those scars that were most definitely not there the last time Katsuki had seen him have shaped him. This? That stupid fucking copy-cat attempt of grinning like he does is welcome, because it means that at least he's figuring out how to be the new Trench Midoriya while not losing sight of the one that they've all come to know back home.
Stupid. It's fucking stupid. It's frustrating and Katsuki doesn't want to think about it anymore. He just wants to spend this moment being himself, too. The one that doesn't give a shit about anything but winning.
Can't do that from here, can he? He's effectively shoved that shit nerd away from him. So, with nothing but a scoff and a subconscious, battle ready grin starting to eat up the space of his own features, Katsuki lets the force of Deku's pull do just that, allows it to bring him in a couple of steps closer. Just enough that he can plant one boot on the edge of the tub for leverage, before he yanks against the shirt in return. A bid to pull his drunk classmate inward, while he reaches out to try to find his face with his free hand. If he's able to catch it in a firm grip, he'll use it to try to drive him into the corner near the shower head...
Because he's totally gonna try to get that fucker on again, he just needs to be able to reach while dealing with the drunk Broccoli here. While keeping himself out of the tub with that foothold.
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No, now in noting it, he's both preparing himself for whatever move that Izuku will undoubtedly make against him and also uncomfortably noting the fact that it's a good thing. Despite the fact that it naturally makes him want to wipe it right the helloff of his stupid fucking face. The blond has gained a deeper, personal understanding of how Midoriya wound up in the state he was in when they reunited after so long in the woods. Of why his smiles don't always reach his eyes in the same way that they used to, of how those scars that were most definitely not there the last time Katsuki had seen him have shaped him. This? That stupid fucking copy-cat attempt of grinning like he does is welcome, because it means that at least he's figuring out how to be the new Trench Midoriya while not losing sight of the one that they've all come to know back home.
Stupid. It's fucking stupid. It's frustrating and Katsuki doesn't want to think about it anymore. He just wants to spend this moment being himself, too. The one that doesn't give a shit about anything but winning.
Can't do that from here, can he? He's effectively shoved that shit nerd away from him. So, with nothing but a scoff and a subconscious, battle ready grin starting to eat up the space of his own features, Katsuki lets the force of Deku's pull do just that, allows it to bring him in a couple of steps closer. Just enough that he can plant one boot on the edge of the tub for leverage, before he yanks against the shirt in return. A bid to pull his drunk classmate inward, while he reaches out to try to find his face with his free hand. If he's able to catch it in a firm grip, he'll use it to try to drive him into the corner near the shower head...
Because he's totally gonna try to get that fucker on again, he just needs to be able to reach while dealing with the drunk Broccoli here. While keeping himself out of the tub with that foothold.