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❒ title : the way you look

❒ word count : 865 words

❒ time taken : 1 day

❒ genre : fluff stuff??

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❒ tags : #WritingMatters

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❒ intro :

hello again! this is the november prompt for awic and it is anatomy! basically, this writing piece will be mostly revolved around descriptive details on the anatomy of a figure. i apologize in advance since the dialogue is VERY minimal, most of it being in the very beginning and in the very end. heads up; a little kiribaku action in here ahaha. it’s kinda just, subtle ya know? anyways, i hope you guys enjoy :D

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❒ synopsis :

Eijioru has been invited to Katsuki’s house to enjoy some dinner. Katsuki expects you be iring his own food though instead, he ends up iring other things.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊

the way you look .

          “God, this smells delicious! Thank you Mrs. Bakugou!” Eijirou almost yelled out, the grin on his face growing wider when he had seen the massive feast on his plate. The spiky redhead had almost seemed to be in complete awe. The male was also standing up, grabbing the plate from the table as he walked into the living room where Katsuki was seated.

        “Don’t thank me honey! It isn’t often when Katsuki invites friends over.” The blonde woman said, her eyes taking a glance towards her already visibly frustrated son. “Oh, shut up.” Katsuki growled, stabbing his fork into a piece of beef that was laid neatly next to a pile of rice on his plate. His mother had let out a somewhat snarky laugh before going back into her natural habitat; the kitchen.

        Eijirou’s legs slowly made it their way onto the brown couch, just being a few feet away from Katsuki. The couch moved just a bit once the redhead had sat down next to the blond. Within these moments, Katsuki glanced over at the only person he would actually call a “companion”. Even that was a stretch.

        Of course, the blond male had looked at his friend. Though, right now, he had stared at Eijirou just a little bit longer.

        Starting from the male’s head, his bright red hair was definitely the main thing that caught people’s attention. It had even caught Katsuki’s eyes as well; especially during the Sports Festival. His hair was wild and spiky, not really heading towards one direction. It seemed like each spike was taller than the last until it reached the center of his head. Katsuki’s eyes scanned down just a bit.

        The redhead didn’t have a big forehead, for if he did, Katsuki would have made a comment about it a long time ago (maybe even creating a nickname if he wanted to). Eijirou’s eyebrows were quite thin, as if he would draw them on upon waking up in the morning. The blond smirked at the simple thought of it; that would have been another teasing comment to make. Though, those eyebrows were probably natural.

        Katsuki’s pupils went lower towards Eijirou’s eyes. The good thing was that Eijirou seemed to be completely engulfed in the warm beef and rice that he didn’t even notice the blond looking at him. The redhead’s eyes were pretty huge, almost in a shape of a huge almond. They slanted downwards to his nose, his crimson eyes staring down onto his plate of food while stuffing some in his mouth. Something that the blond barely noticed was that scar just above his right eye. Katsuki questioned for himself where it could have possibly came from, though quickly averted his eyes and mind away from the topic.

       The eyes moved down towards Eijirou’s nose, which was arched just a bit. Nothing too interesting there. Katsuki’s eyes moved down a bit lower; down to the redhead’s lips. Well, he shouldn’t even call them lips because the redhead practically had any lip. Just two thin lines parted as he shoved even more food into his mouth. Eijirou’s teeth were sharp and prominent, no one could miss those things. Bits and pieces of food were beginning to travel from the boy’s mouth to the corner of his lips.

        Katsuki felt a small lump in his throat, he had quickly swallowed it down before his intrigued eyes began moving lower. Now, Eijirou had a great physique, which probably came from his hardening quirk. The muscles were almost bulging from their sleeves. Of course, he wasn’t as big as Katsuki when it came to muscle mass (that much was very visible). Some bone could be seen on Eijirou’s body, like his collarbone. The skin sunk in on the curves, making the bone of his collar much more visible, even at far distances. Well, at least Katsuki would notice it from that far.

        Katsuki’s eyes bounced from Eijirou’s covered chest to his arms and hands. As mentioned before, the blond knew how strong his friend was. Eijirou’s hands were occupied; one holding the plate that was placed neatly on his lap and the other was wrapped around the fork he was using to eat. The redhead’s thumb pressed up against the fork, the padding of it gently rubbing the silverware. As Katsuki’s paid attention more, he noticed that the redhead and stopped moving his hands. With that realization, the blond looked up.

        “What are you looking at? Is there hair in my food?” Eijirou’s familiar voice hit Katsuki’s eardrum, sending a small roll of shivers down his back and goosebumps on his legs. Although the blond had looked up at the redhead beforehand, Katsuki was close to being startled. His face was hot, though his demeanor showed a frustrated teenager. His cheeks had a small hint of pink before he turned his face away, towards the opposite direction of the redhead.

         “Nothing, damn moron.” Katsuki mumbled before looking down at his food and beginning to actually eat the food his mother had prepared. The blond pushed the incredibly unfamiliar feeling he had on his chest. Eijirou let out a small chuckle before returning back to his food.

FIN

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