[ His face is red now, of course. But since Izuku's more or less asked about it? Katsuki really doesn't have a choice.

BUT FINE. ]

It's your attitude, idiot. Like I'm envious as hell that the heroic spirit or whatever comes to you so damn naturally. I've always felt like you're miles above me and I have to work twice as hard to catch up or do something so that you don't leave me behind.

[ One hand goes into his pocket. The other rubs at his neck. ]

There's a lot to admire. You're smart, sure, but more than anything you can really pick shit apart. Fuck, you're easy to work with because it's like you read my mind. At least that's how it is when you're not fucking feral.