[Katsuki has tried so hard to get away from the date conversation. He wishes he hadn't misfired the text. Or hadn't engaged at all with the question it brought.]
Unlikely to happen. Got more important shit to do than go on dates.
[ A while passes, Izuku is laying on his bed looking at the photo of Katsuki in the frog shirt. He decides to finally send a text through his blearily erratic and confused thoughts. ]
Kacchan, what are your thoughts on wanting to focus on happiness while you are trying to be a Hero?
[Katsuki is still awake, well after his usual bedtime. Staring at the ceiling when his phone lights up so he picks it back up to read the text.
Happiness while being a hero, huh?
Right now he's feeling heart broken and jaded and that part of him wants to be cynical and scathing.
He closes his eyes for a few moments instead and lets himself calm his racing thoughts.]
No reason for us to ignore our own needs to be a hero. Being a hero makes me happy.
[Or it did. Back when it was still a challenge. When it was something to really strive for. He's secretly fine with being here. He can make change here. A difference.
The world they know probably won't need guys like him much longer...]
[Does it make him happy? It's the only thing that makes him happy? Izuku has so many more questions that he wants to ask Katsuki. Except they all die before he can even type them out. ]
[Katsuki lays there holding the phone, staring at the last reply.
"Kacchan, sugoi!"
He rolls on his side with the phone in his hand.
There are a million things he wants to say to the man on the other side of the phone. But he doesn't know where to start or if it would make things better or... worse.]
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Unlikely to happen.
Got more important shit to do than go on dates.
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Kacchan, what are your thoughts on wanting to focus on happiness while you are trying to be a Hero?
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Happiness while being a hero, huh?
Right now he's feeling heart broken and jaded and that part of him wants to be cynical and scathing.
He closes his eyes for a few moments instead and lets himself calm his racing thoughts.]
No reason for us to ignore our own needs to be a hero.
Being a hero makes me happy.
[Or it did. Back when it was still a challenge. When it was something to really strive for. He's secretly fine with being here. He can make change here. A difference.
The world they know probably won't need guys like him much longer...]
But I still make time for other shit too.
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Kacchan you're amazing as always, good night.
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He rolls on his side with the phone in his hand.
There are a million things he wants to say to the man on the other side of the phone. But he doesn't know where to start or if it would make things better or... worse.]
Goodnight.