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“Kacchan…” Izuku started, but one glance at the blonde sitting cross-legged on his bed told him that there was absolutely no room for argument. He sighed in defeat, taking a few steps further into the dorm.“That’s what I thought, fucker,” Katsuki said, patting the empty space on the bed in front of him. “Now sit, we’re going to fix that complexion of yours whether you like it or not.”Sitting down on the soft bed, Izuku frowned in confusion. Complexion?But one glance down and– sure enough, Katsuki was already pulling out bottle after tube after box of skincare products. Izuku resisted the urge to laugh, albeit not very well.“You’re joking.” Or; Izuku has a bad day and Katsuki notices. Fluff, comfort and skincare routines ensue.