Chapter Text
Wet strands of blonde, green, and brown hair dripped on the back of the dark green sectional. All eyes were on the first movie of their October Horror Fest Marathon. A muscular arm tangled its hand in a green mop of curls where it rested against his left shoulder. Katsuki leaned down and kissed Izuku's head as he eyed the brunette to his right. Her phone buzzed AGAIN. He hadn't noticed her being on the phone this much before. Long brown curls shifted to cover her face as she responded to a text, slightly angling away from the two boys.
Katsuki, feeling ignored, gently grabbed the small girls arm and pulled her into his shoulder. She let out a small giggle as she gave in and curled up to Katsuki’s right side after she placed her phone on the coffee table face down. She had her head resting on his chest, snuggling into his warmth.
Katsuki traced his fingers along the side of her neck. Releasing a tingle that ran the entire length of the girl’s spine. Her thoughts drifted back to thirty minutes ago when all three of them were in bed. Katsuki had one hand wrapped around her throat as he pumped deeper between her legs. His cock stroking the spot that always made her vision get blurry and her moans get louder. Never letting her close her eyes. He needed her golden ones to look directly into his, he needed to know that it was him turning her into a wet mess beneath him. This was his new thing, up until a few months ago he used to have her flipped over, releasing her moans into the mattress. Things change and she was happy to be able to watch Katsuki destroy her. In her periphery she could see Izuku, beads of sweat dropped from his forehead onto the blondes back as he worked hard to thrust his dick deeply into his boyfriend. Stretching him wide. Although Hana put on a good show, none of it within the realm of faking, Katsuki’s moans and growls were always deeper and louder than hers.
Katsuki stopped stroking her neck and tucked his arm tightly around the girls side, breaking her out of her wet daydream.
She looked up at the spikey blonde and his red orbs met her honey-colored ones.
“Is Izu not giving you enough attention already?” She joked.
“You seemed a little too cuddly with your phone, Hana.” Scoffed Katsuki, hinting at a slight bit of jealousy. Just hearing him say her name sent that jolt up her spine again, it always did. Even after a year and a half of hearing it. Her thoughts were broken as her phone buzzed again...and then again a few seconds later.
“Oooo is that him texting you?!” Izuku teased, popping up from the other side of the spiky haired blondes’ chest.
Realizing what he had done, he slapped his hand to his mouth. Hana stiffened. Katsuki tensed and sat forward, forcing the other two to sit upward with their own strength.
“Ohmygodimsosorryitjustslippedout.” Izuku blushed.
“ UM, him who??” Growled Katsuki, realizing the two had been keeping secrets from him. He peered over at Hana who quickly grabbed her phone off the coffee table.
Hana was still trying to pick her up jaw off of the floor. “Um…just a guy. Nothing serious.” Slowly working her way further from the two boys. As she did her phone buzzed again, this time Katsuki could tell it was a phone call kind of buzz instead of a texty
one. His interest further peaking.
“What’s this fuckers name? Do we know him?” Katsuki spat. Spreading his glares evenly between Hana and his boyfriend.
“Kacchan, leave her alone! But Hana, seriously, are you still going on a date with him this weekend??” The greenette stood up from the couch, headed towards the kitchen.
Hana, without making eye contact with Katsuki answered “Ermm, yea. I picked up a shift tomorrow night so we are going on Saturday instead.”
“Are you going to tell me who this bastard is or not? And we promised to play pool with Shitty Hair Friday night! You’re bailing?” Katsuki hissed from where he still sat hunched over elbows on his knees, his hand rubbing over his chin.
“I think I am going to wait to tell you who it is until after. I just don’t know if it’s serious enough to get you worked up over it already. Especially if it doesn’t work out. It’s not like when I dated Shouto, you guys already knew you liked him. And I will notify Kiri of my horrible bailing on our pool night." Hana brought a dramatic hand to her heart and bowed theatrically. "I'm sure he could use some one on one time with his Bakubro anyway!”
“Tch. Whatever. Just be careful. We’ll let IcyHot know you’ll be out on the town with some new guy in case bullshit happens.” Kacchan growled. She really knows how to ruin a good night. We were all fucking fine and happy until Hana and Izu had to spoil it.
Hana smiled. Her phone still buzzing in her hands. “I don’t need a bodyguard on standby, Kats. I’ll be safe!" She paused before adding, "I can come over tomorrow to to finish the movie if you guys want to?"
Katsuki looked up from the floor and his glowing red eyes met Hana's. His scowl weakened a little.
" 'Tch." He leaned back with his arms crossed. His scowl weakened. "I mean yea, we'll be here. And this one is one of my favorites."
Hana smiled.
“I can’t wait to hear all about your date, Hana!” Squealed Izuku from behind the refrigerator door.
Shutting it, he turned and whispered “Don’t worry about Kacchan, he gets...protective."
Izuku looked down at the bottle of water in his hands and whispered even lower than before, "He knows we can’t keep you to ourselves forever."
Hana raised her eyebrows and looked at him questioningly. " Just be safe, okay?" Deku said, adding a wink at the end.
"Night guys!” She winked, giving one last soft smile to blonde on the couch, his scowl had return to its more furious degree, before shutting the door and crossing the breezeway to her apartment.