"Kacchan, calm down," the young man, who is once again in the hospital with a pile of fractures, reassured his friend, "nothing so serious has happened." He spoke later. That inflamed his friend even more.
,,Nothing happened? Nothing?! "He shouted at him even louder. To march at least a little, he began to march around the room. At the moment, he felt not only anger but also fear, insanely great fear for his Izuku. He used his strength again than he should. Katsuki's inclinations do not let him sleep in peace.
"Kacchan." Izuku muttered, trying not to cry. He doesn't like to worry his friend, but he can't help it. He can never stop it. He's already like that, he has to work to be hero number one! Doesn't Bakugou understand?
Katsuki turned sharply on him. No wonder smoke blew from his nose. ,, No 'Kacchan'! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" He shouted in his face. He held back tears himself, but he certainly wouldn't cry. He's Bakugou, the heartless self-centered bastard. Why does his childhood friend need to die proving he's a hero?
"It's not like that, Kacchan." He said, tears welling up. He couldn't hold them. How many times had he cried in front of Katsuki? "Don't you understand that I have to get better?" Whistle
Katsuki took a deep breath and dug his nails into his palms. "Don't you understand that you can kill yourself?!" He squirted at him and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Midoriya nodded. "I'm sorry, Kacchan." He whimpered, trying not to cry. Whenever he cries in front of him, he feels bad and weak, but he loves how tightly he is hugged by Bakugou.
Bakugou got up and sat on the bed next to Izuku, hugged him tightly and kissed him on the shoulder. "Just be more careful with yourself." He said quite calmly, which could not be said of the weather outside.
It's just raining, as if they're about to board Noah's ark in a moment. The branches of a larger tree thrash out the window, and lightning flashes the room from time to time. The hospital just looks like a scary place for sluggish people. That's why Kacchan's stomach is so tight, thinking he'd leave Izuka alone overnight. After all, they could shoot horror here!
The blanket instinctively shifted so that his blonde could lie down with him.
"You're going to stay here with me, aren't you?" He whimpered. He's afraid he's pissed him off enough to leave when he's asleep. He's afraid he'll leave him because of his stubbornness.
The blonde sighed and lay down with Izu. "Of course, don't worry and rest," he muttered, stroking his arm, "so you can leave as soon as possible." He added. Because of Izuku, they are at home in the hospital and it starts to bother him.
They were both silent. Bakugou stroked Izuku lightly, falling asleep slowly. He knows what applies to him. He'll be glad his stick is twenty.
"Do you promise me anything, Deku?" He said, breaking the silence.
The freckled boy looked up and waited for his friend to drop out.
He took a short breath and picked up his little finger. "Promise me I'll be the first of the two of us to die," he whispered, and Midoriya stopped breathing.
What's going on? They are heroes and their work is dangerous. How could he promise him something like that? That's crazy!
"Promise me!" He insisted. If he didn't promise, he would never be able to sleep in peace again.
Midoriya took a breath and also raised his little finger. He would never be able to break this promise, he knew.
How does it feel to know that you are facing death face to face? We may not be afraid of death as such, but of the feeling we are leaving with. When the last thing we feel is a warm feeling of love, will it be easier?
[BAKUDEKU, yaoi - boyxboy, just a fanfiction written with love and sadness]
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