[Izuku is a lot more aware of his body and graceful on his feet then he likes to give himself credit for. He's still marginally bad at dancing in general but with Katsuki so close to him he has this steady desire to do well. He doesn't want to screw this up.
Not when things have been like this. Lately.
He's felt this way about Katsuki for as long as he can remember. Sometimes he thinks about how long he has- and how it might have been partly why he was bullied when he was younger too. Maybe people noticed? Maybe they didn't. He doesn't know.
His eyes glance up from his feet and look at Katsuku's face. A shyness makes Izuku's heart skip a beat.]
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[Izuku is a lot more aware of his body and graceful on his feet then he likes to give himself credit for. He's still marginally bad at dancing in general but with Katsuki so close to him he has this steady desire to do well. He doesn't want to screw this up.
Not when things have been like this. Lately.
He's felt this way about Katsuki for as long as he can remember. Sometimes he thinks about how long he has- and how it might have been partly why he was bullied when he was younger too. Maybe people noticed? Maybe they didn't. He doesn't know.
His eyes glance up from his feet and look at Katsuku's face. A shyness makes Izuku's heart skip a beat.]