Ꭺ ᎠᎪᏁᎶᎬᏒᎾus ᏢᏞᎪᏟᎬ

Chapter 13:

The man peacefully set him on the bed.
"Go to sleep, you look like shit." Well that was rather forward. Of course, what could you expect out of him? He seemed like a very forward man, one who didn't hold back with his words.
"Okay Katsuki.."

"Hey..... ke up.."
"Izuku, wake up." A hand shook him awake. He flinched as soon as his eyes landed on the man who woke him up.
"You've been asleep for a day, you gotta eat." The man didn't seem bothered by the reaction but simply informed him of the situation.

"A day..?" Midoriya sat up in a daze, rubbing his eyes to rid of the blurriness.
"Yes. Eat." The man shoved some soup into Midoriya's lap. He nodded, compliant to the sudden demand. He watched as Bakugou simply got up and walked off.

Well that was something to wake up to. Ugghh he still felt tired.. what did he say a day? Like, a full 24 hours?? How??

He blinked a few times, siding his eyes in an attempt to shake away the exhaustion. Midoriya took a look around his surroundings, noting that nothing much was changed but the pack Bakugou grabbed the rations out of when they arrived.

His head drifted down to the soup which had slightly spilled onto the blanket due to Bakugou shoving it into his lap. That slightly annoying him at the now imperfected blanket. He wasn't even all that hungry. But, Bakugou had seemed adamant with the whole eating thing last night, or rather the night before last night?

Midoriya grabbed the bowl and lifted it up while scooting back to sit up properly, pray it doesn't spill again. Thankfully it didn't spill over as he adjusted himself. Again, he didn't feel hungry but he knew he had to eat more.

Honestly, it didn't feel good but he took a few sips. His stomach churned uncomfortably, expressing this was a too much in a span of just two days. What if he got in trouble? What if Bakugou yelled at him? He drank more just in case, ignoring the uncomfortable feeling. Bakugou had a temper, he clearly didn't like any objections against him.

"Blegh.." He complained. His face contoured into discomfort. He didn't like all this food. He decided to stop himself for it got too far, leaving a fair chuck of food left. Bakugou didn't fuss about it last night, leaving this much left. So he probably wouldn't now, hopefully.

Where did the alpha go anyways? He left right when he shoved the food into his lap.

Would Kirishima be out there again? Why would he be anyways? I suppose there was no harm in trying to go see. He carefully set down the sloshing soup onto the packed dirt floor.

He twisted his body and stood up barefooted, walking towards the entrance. Midoriya grabbed the flap and pulled it back, revealing the large back accompanied by the familiar crusty red hair, towering over his small frame.

"U-Um good m-morning, Kirishima.." He meekly greeted. The tall man turned around with a friendly smile.
"Morning Midoriya! Glad you've finally woken up!" He chipperly said, waving a little. Midoriya nodded, not saying anything else. It quickly got awkward as no one spoke again.

"Ah, well is there anything you need or..?" Kirishima awkwardly chuckled.
"O-Oh um.. where's Baku- K-Katsuki?" He asked, peering at the taller male.

"He's with the others, training." He explained.
"Training..?" Midoriya asked cautiously.
"They train everyday to keep their strength up. Poor guys, Bakugou doesn't care if we're traveling or not, he still mercilessly trains us." Kirishima chuckled, a little glad he and a few other were able to skip this.

Kirishima and the rest who were missing such a torturous routine were on watch, others around the perimeter, and he himself watching Bakugou's new prized possession.

"I.. heard Katsuki saying we're l-leaving.. when..?" Midoriya was fully aware Bakugou had already informed him but frankly, things were a bit hazy.
"We'll be going tommorow. We're actually packing our things today, do you want to help? Or we can just wander around, your choice." Kirishima shrugged, hoping Midoriya would want to do something as being couped up in the tent wouldn't be all that healthy.

Midoriya got a little nervous at that. The place was new and he didn't want to screw anything up so he opted to just stay put but... He wanted to stretch his legs a little. Maybe it was okay..?

"A-Am I allowed to...?" He cautiously asked, clearly referring to Bakugou. He looked around in a paranoid manner as if Bakugou would pop out of no where and yell at him for.. something? He wasn't even sure.

"It's your choice, Midoriya. If you want to then we can." The red haired alpha insisted.
"But.. did Katsuki say I-I could..?" He said in almost a quiet whisper. The omega started scratching his arms lightly. Kirishima looked at him strangely but continued anyways.

"Not particularly but, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Midoriya found himself his head down away from his gaze.
"I'm sorry, I don't think I should.." He shook his head, scratching his forearms more furiously.
"Alright." The scratching stopped.
"How about we head inside then? It's pretty boring all alone." He chuckled, lifting a hand to his neck and rubbing it slightly.

"I guess..?" This time, Midoriya was sure Bakugou wouldn't be any type of mad for simply conversing with someone. They both collectively went inside the cozy tent awkwardly facing eachother, wondering just what sort of topic to even talk about.

"What do you think about Bakugou?" Kirishima suddenly saved the awkward tension that almost always seem to follow this greenete.
"He's nice.." Midoriya muttered, recalling the demand for sex after this marriage takes place. That didn't feel real at all but, okay? Again, still very confusing.

"That's good." He smiled, happy to hear about this review.
"Can you t-tell me more about your uh kingdom? A-And what's going to happen with the marriage Katsuki talks about..?"

Author:
Oof crappy cliff hanger at 11:17 p.m. let's goooo

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Finished: 3/21/21