Just Keep Going - BakuDeku

Redemption

Katsuki could remember that day like it was yesterday. When word got out the he was an omega while they were still in middle school. His once proud and confident persona crumbling around him with every whisper and glance his way. He was left standing in the middle of the hallway feeling like a fool as all their eyes were crushing in on him like dark miasma. He looked around shakily, feeling himself start to hyperventilate. Looking like a terrified rabbit surrounded by famished wolves, until a warm hand took his and yanked him towards the stairs and pulled him all the way up to the roof. Deku... his warm scent flooded Katsuki's nostrils.

"Kachan!" The boy grabbed the blonde by the shoulders and shook him.

"Kachan look at me!" Katsuki finally managed to snap out of it and look up at his friend shakily.

"Are you alright?! You look terrible!" Deku cried with the utmost concern for his friend. Katsuki couldn't help it. The tears just started streaming without his permission and he didn't have the energy to insult Deku. He collapsed into Deku's arms gripping his shoulders as he broke down. And Deku let him, holding him as tightly as he could with his weak frame. From that day on, until the incident with Allmight, Deku was always by Katsuki's side with no questions or comments. All that ended after Allmight came into the picture and said no one quirkless could be a hero. Eventually, Katsuki didn't have Deku by his side anymore. It broke him. He stayed in his room for days crying. Mitsuki and Masaru did their best to comfort him and make sure he ate and was healthy. Then one day the crying stopped. One day he stood up and got angry. He was filled with raging determination. Katsuki had finally accepted his second gender even going so far to say he was proud. So he studied and studied. He knew he wanted to be idolized and he knew kids did that to every adult. So why not be idolized by every kid in Japan. He smirked at his newfound redemption. He'd be the best fucking teacher in all of Japan. Every kid he taught would remember his name throughout their life and he would be memorized by thousands.

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"Ugh... need to get this done..." Katsuki groaned looking to the side to read 12:36 on his clock. He was exhausted but these assignments weren't going to grade themselves. Yes, Katsuki is now 25 and grading a ton of papers. He sighs and groans. It's Friday. He'll get it finished tomorrow. The omega got up and grabbed his bag. Taking off his lab coat, he heads out of school. Sighing whilst staring up at the darkening sky he thinks to himself. Late.

Katsuki walks home like he does everyday; with his head held high. He was a beautiful omega, and he knew it. He flaunted it wherever he went. The blonde had "I'm too good for you" written all over him. And he was infamous for having a short temper which made him unapproachable. The key turns and finally unlocks his apartment door, walking inside then closing and locking it. As soon as he turned around he saw his bitch of a tabby cat meowing and pawing at her bowl.

"Yeah yeah bitch, I'm hungry too. So shut the fuck up and be fucking patient." The hothead grumbled and dropped his bag and kicked off his shoes. He walked over to her and filled her bowl which she happily started scarfing down.

"Ungrateful asshole." He sighed and went to fix himself something to eat settling on some spicy katsudon. Whenever he cooked it, it would remind him of Deku for some reason. With his fucking face on every poster and billboard in Japan, how could he forget him. The world's favorite #1 hero. Whoop-d-do. At this point, Katsuki was angrily stirring his rice. He huffed and dished everything up perfectly. The omega should be a fucking chef. He'd do fucking great. The fucking best. He didn't need fucking Deku. Yet still there was an ache in his chest whenever his face flashed across the small male's mind. Katsuki ate in silence then showered to clear his mind. Once he got out, he put on an oversized shirt that slipped off his slender shoulders and some short pajama shorts. He stretched, finally comfortable.