[ He doesn't usually catch anyone looking in the locker room. Everyone's always talking and joking around and Izuku gets caught up in it easily, though he's shot looks at Katsuki before. Less on purpose at the start, but sometimes he feels like he might be allowed now. Like it's a perk that might be built into dating. Sometimes he should be allowed to stare.
Removing his shirt is an easy motion. Hands under the hem, rolling it up over his stomach and off his shoulders and over his head, and then there's a bare moment after that where he's like "should I fold this up?" mentally but then makes the executive decision that right now throwing his shirt aside is probably Sexier. He hopes. Don't yell at him for clothes littering.
All those muscles moving together look different in the low light. Some of the highlights catch in interesting ways. And now with the shirt tossed aside it means up top he's just got the arm brace. ]
it happens.
Removing his shirt is an easy motion. Hands under the hem, rolling it up over his stomach and off his shoulders and over his head, and
then there's a bare moment after that where he's like "should I fold this up?" mentally but then makes the executive decision that right now throwing his shirt aside is probably Sexier. He hopes. Don't yell at him for clothes littering.
All those muscles moving together look different in the low light. Some of the highlights catch in interesting ways. And now with the shirt tossed aside it means up top he's just got the arm brace. ]
You're just trying to get into my pants.