“Hey, loser,” Katsuki roughly bumped his shoulder against yours while his fingers typed away at his phone. “Mom’s askin’ about you coming over for dinner; said she was making your favorite. I don't feel like getting chewed out by her, so just fucking come over.”
The work day had ended and as usual, you and Katsuki walked to your cars together. A routine the two of you had silently adjusted to after years of working together. He’d always walk you to yours first. A grumble coming from his chest about how slow you were and that’s the only reason why he always opened your door for you.
Today, though, both of you were dead tired as you trudged to your cars. Summer always brought more crime, something about the heat excited everyone, you reasoned.
Mush for legs and arms, the limbs felt like they’d fall off any moment. So, when Katsuki bumped against you, you stumbled on your feet just slightly.
“Woah–” you went to catch yourself, but Katsuki’s hand had already shot out to grab ahold of your elbow to steady you. He glared in your direction before angling his phone closer to his face. You let a shit-eating grin explode onto your face.
“Don’t say shit, or I’ll trip you myself.”
“But you caught me.” You teased.
He made a sound in his throat, ears just slightly red. Though you could feel him shift closer to you, just slightly and with a scowl set deep into his face.
Your arms would bump against one another, bodies just a little too close for coworkers, friends. His hand would brush against yours sometimes. Just enough so that you could feel the scars littering it, rough and calloused.
You bumped at his shoulder as he did yours earlier—a tad too forcefully, because he ended up bumping into one of the parked cars. You felt a stutter in your heart at the way he comically fell against the hood. Laugh uncontrollable as you doubled over, you tried to pull yourself together as you went to go check on him.
“You fuckin—!” He started, eyes bulged out of his head from how angry he was.
“Sorry, sorry. That was my bad, boss.” You were gripping him by the shoulders, hands slightly trembling from holding in your laughter. A deep breath later, you finally collected yourself enough to stare up at him in worry.
“Are you okay, though? That actually looked like it hurt, I’m really fuckin’ sorry.” Eyebrows scrunched together forced creases onto your head, and Katsuki was quick to smooth the lines away. He hadn’t realized what he was doing as he blankly stared down at you in some sort of reverie, but when he came to, he snatched his body out of your hold and shoved sweaty hands into his pockets.
“I’m fuckin’ fine, strong ass. Might reconsider callin’ you my damn sidekick,” he cursed under his breath and upturned his face away from you. Katsuki felt a little too warm for comfort, his stomach flipping annoyingly and what the hell was this feeling in his chest?! Gooey and icky, it almost made him feel disgusted. He stomped forward towards where your car had finally come into vision, and yanked the door open roughly. A sharp gesture with a tut of his chin told you to get in the car.
Settling yourself, you buckled your seatbelt as Katsuki leaned against the roof of the car.
“I’ll let my mom know you're coming so she’ll shut the hell up. Hurry up and go with your slow ass driving.” He said in finality, slamming your car door for you. You watched as he shoved his hands deep into his pockets, stalking off to his car parked a few away from yours.
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