Until You Love Me [Bakudeku Mafia AU]

| 20 | Nephrite Dream

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Izuku stared at his freckled hands that laid on his shivering lap. He hadn't even noticed the car had stopped or the taller man getting out of it. All he had been doing was staring nervously at his, now not bloody anymore, wrist. The door next to him was opened and cold air brushed his freckled skin.

"What are you waiting for?" Todoroki said in a demanding tone which made Izuku flinch. Although Todoroki, to his annoyance, could still hear the hesitation in his voice. He felt the anger he was trying to hold on to crumble away piece by piece, everytime the greenette brought one of his walls down.

Izuku moved his legs one by one out of the vehicle, very clumsy and slow because of the big gray sweatpants, he had worn in the end. Todoroki lend the smaller man his arm to hold on to, when he saw him struggle.

Izuku was nervous because he didn't know what he was going to do. Could he say everything to the police or would that just make things more difficult?

When they walked through the automatic door of the police station all gazes of the police men felt immediately fixated on him. Izuku looked at the floor and tried telling himself it was just his imagination. It's because of everything that happened, but when he looked back up he swore to feel the eyes burning to his skin. Could they tell that something happened to Izuku? Could they be wrong interpretting any traces of blood, he may have missed while showering before coming here? Would they think he murdered someone?

Izuku didn't know and wasn't sure if he wanted to. So he let go of the other man's arm and hobbled to the seats in the waiting room. Todoroki, who had noticed how much Izuku had been trembling as soon as they came in here, looked over to the side of his arm that had been giving support. After he saw Izuku just looking at his wrist again and fidgetting with his fingers, he decided to go to the counter by himself. Maybe it couldn't be helped.

"Hi, my name is Todor-" he started but his eyes widened when the policeman pulled out a gun and pointed it right to his forehead with his two-colored hair locks.

What was happening?

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Shigaraki wobbled a few seconds to then fall to the ground with a gaping hole between his eyes. The crazy smile he had been wearing convulsed and then lost all expression. A wide halo of red fluid spread above the man's head, sinking in the wooden floor. It kept coming closer to Dabi's own blood puddles who didn't seem to spread as fast.

Spinner who had crawled over to the door, after hearing his brother's screams, was bleeding worse and had kept a trail of red fluid behind him. His skull was throbbing and he felt his knees already on the ground, after losing balance, tending to do it again. He let the gun, he had just used, fall to the ground next to his hurting knees, to then let the exact same thing happen to his body.

The two brothers huffed in the breaking silence taking over the house that had just been chaos. Both of them kept their mouth sealed and it felt right. Finally they had completed what they had come here to do. I'll just close my eyes for a short minute, Dabi thought to himself, after noticing his brother, who was laying on the floor next to him had done the same.

"We'll soon get out of here and-" he was cut off by the need to breath through his husky voice and then continued "get Master b- bauzbk" he coughed loudly because of some blood he felt in his throat, but hoped his brother had understand.

Some part of Dabi knew he had been talking to himself. "I'll come" he tried again, but was cut off by the same blood coming up his throat. He cocked his head to the side to paint to wooden floor red with it. When he finally catched his breath he finished his sentence.

"Master"

People would never understand what happened that night or who the cut up bodies were. It was like someone had garbled them to the point they would never be able to identify them. More questions arrised when the broken glass or the dust was discovered. The broken stairs and more old bloodstains who seemed to be from the rotten bodies around the kitchen ans hallway, made the police try to find answers.

And even though the answer was never found it was quiet obvious. It was the deep hatred inside a vicious but broken man that had let to this night and bloody floor.

-

Izuku had cried and screamed for an explanation for why they were taken Todoroki away. He had just gotten away from Shigaraki and now suddenly this. It's like everywhere he goes he causes trouble. To his surpise they didn't seem to be wanting do anything with him. All they had done to Izuku was bring him to this interrogating room while ignoring his million questions and protests.

Izuku thought he had been here for about 10 minutes, but felt like it could've been half an hour at the same time. He just kept wondering what they had done to Todoroki and where he was.

Suddenly the door of the room opened to reveal the last person Izuku had expected, but the first person he had wanted to see. The face of the man in the door looked miserable. He looked pale and had dark circles under his eyes. It seemed like the moment the greenette had left, some life had been sucked out of his body every single day, but the face got all color back when he laid eyes on the greenette sitting in the middle of the cold room.

"Deku?" Kacchan mumbled, sounding like a question. It was like he was checking the person in front of him was real.

"Ka-Kacchan?" Izuku stuttered in the same doubtful voice as the blond had just used. His mind went blank. He didn't know what to say. Suddenly it seemed like his body took the lead and pushed him forward to walk to the blond and take a closer look. Like he needed to know for sure that this wasn't a dream, he would soon wake up from. When he came closer, he saw Katsuki's eyes were filled with tears. He reached his hands out to the blond's broad chest.

So he could put his hands there, like he needed to sense Kacchan's warmth, just to be sure. So he could come closer to him, like he needed to smell the blond's familiar scent, just to believe. So he could hug his taller figure, like he needed to feel the other's touch, just to know.

Izuku hesitated. What if this isn't real and all turned out to be a dream? Then he would rather stay next to the blond's side for as long as he was able to and just believe it was real. So he slowly pulled his trembling hands away from the taller man's chest, but Kacchan didn't let him. He pulled Izuku's small wrists closer and crushed Izuku in his chest.

Izuku's heart stopped as he felt Kacchan's warmth and smell his scent too. Even his touch was more magnetizing than Izuku had remembered. That moment the greenette started sobbing and felt a weight being fysically lifted off of his chest. He clung onto the other and painted the jade tie nephrite with his tears.

This was real, he thought to himself and wished to stay like this forever.

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