pandora's box [bakudeku/tododeku] [pt.1 of where's my love fic series]

feel something

summary: just when katsuki thinks he's lost all hope, izuku turns up safe. izuku can't seem to accept his new quirk and the questions from everyone quickly overwhelm him. his mom returning makes things better but brings up even more questions. the bakugos demonstrate how much they care. even with his son in the hospital, hisashi is nowhere to be founds. it's been a long, long, long day that doesn't seem to end for izuku.

notes: this chapter's song: "feel something" by bea miller.

warnings: panic and anxiety attacks, mention of needles, implications of manipulation, some suicidal thoughts (nothing too explicit).

tugging on his mother's arm, katsuki nearly drags his mother as they get up, following the jogging pace of the firefighters. masaru runs with them, following their son's lead as his eyes illuminate with hope. they follow the two civilians back onto the main road, a couple of heroes staying back to keep the entire crowd from following the small group. they turn left, heading towards the back of the gated apartments that have a small alleyway between the apartments and another building.

"my friend stayed behind with them, they seem to be unconscious," one of the civilians says as they quickly approach the alley. one of the paramedics nods in understanding as she mentally prepares herself for the worst. katsuki feels his palms start to get sweaty as they get nearer, his red eyes swollen from crying as he steals a glance at his mother. she gives him a reassuring smile, before hardening her face, wanting to put a brave front for her son just in case this isn't izuku. they spot a man waving at them in the alleyway, his shoulders dropping with relief at the sight of the firefighters before he glances down at the person slumped against the cemented wall.

the person has green, wild curls, and freckled cheeks. to anyone who knows the boy, they would recognize him simply from the messy hair.

even from down the alley, katsuki knows it's him. he could spot those freckles akin to constellations from miles away. he doesn't bother listening to the firefighters as he pushes through them, running to the passed out boy. "i-izuku!" his voice comes out scratchy and strained, his throat sore from his earlier sobs and screams. it's izuku, he's alive. he's fucking alive!

the civilian who stayed with izuku looks at katsuki with empathy as he quickly spits out some information to the approaching paramedic. "we found him passed out on the ground. he seems to be fine and there's a faint pulse, but we can't seem to wake him up."

ignoring the quiet chatter, katsuki kneels in front of izuku, as his eyes desperately check out izuku's state. he lets out a sigh of relief when he doesn't notice anything that would imply that he's hurt. he's still wearing the clothes he had been wearing in the morning, with the addition of katsuki's black hoodie tied to his waist. the only thing that is missing is one of izuku's red shoes, which katsuki holds tightly in one hand. he still is wearing the splint on his wrist. other than that there's nothing out of place. "izu...wake up," katsuki says quietly as he reaches out to grab izuku's hands, squeezing them tightly, noticing that izuku's bracelets are also in mint condition.

"kid, we need you to back up," a firefighter places his hand on katsuki's shoulder, looking at him sympathetically. he receives a glare from katsuki in response, his mouth opening to tell the firefighter off.

"where...am i?"

a soft, shaky voice makes katsuki snap his head to izuku, his eyes widening when he's met with those emerald eyes. he lets out a quiet, relieved laugh as he throws his arms around the smaller boy, tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. he's surprised he hasn't run out of tears yet. i think this is the most i've ever cried in my life.