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OUR FLOWER BLOOMED | HANAHAKI DISEASE
CHAPTER 6 | Locked In
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IZUKU HAS NOT RETURNED to class in a whole week. Aizawa has put him as sick in attendance and made sure to send homework to his dorm. Every single person from class has visited his dorms, he, of course, didn't let them in. He wanted to be alone.
His room was a mess. His trashcan was full of petals and blood-covered tissues. His desk was unorganized and there were dark brown blood splatters on the floor that was already dry.
Izuku had grown distant from everyone, even his best friends. Uraraka had tried to get Izuku to leave the room, she always left meals outside of his door but they were left untouched by him.
Izuku grew depressed, he was in pain. The flowers haven't gotten any better. They were thicker and it was harder to cough out, sometimes he would cough out full flowers. Every single time he does he cries his heart out.
Every single petal was a sign of Katsuki's hatred. The petals were messages to Izuku. Some days he couldn't even move. It was horrible to move. If he were to move just a little bit, his lungs would either feel like they were about to collapse or a sharp stinging pain occurs every time he inhales.
Since the day he was releasing flowers out of his body, Izuku knew nothing but pain. Hellish pain. It hurts knowing that the person you love the most hates you. Just fucking hates you.
Katsuki hasn't given two shits about Izuku's condition. He's fucking seen Izuku brawling his eyes out with blood covering his body, but he didn't care, it didn't faze him. Kirishima and others tried to bring him over to Izuku's dorm but he wouldn't budge.
Katsuki only sees Izuku as being weak. Seeing him as someone who always has to have someone to depend on. He saw Izuku as the quirkless boy who knew nothing. He knows that every single person Izuku has met has told him to think smarter, that there was no way a quirkless kid could be a pro hero.
It pissed him off when he saw Izuku throw that fucking ball 705.3 meters. It's impossible. How could Izuku manifest a quirk from that age?
Kirishima walks to Katsuki, "Bakugo, you should visit Midoriya. You're the only person who hasn't." Katsuki shrugged his shoulders, "Okay?"
Kirishima frowned. If anything, this was the rudest thing Bakugo has done. He could at least just walk by Izuku's dorm, right?
"Bakubro, I'm not taking no for an answer. Get up," Kirishima demanded. Katsuki chuckled, "What are you gonna do about it?"
Kirishima smirked...oh god.
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Katsuki was there floating in front of Izuku's dorm. He was grunting and cursing the shit out of those who got him where he is now.
Kirishima wasn't lying to Katsuki, he didn't take no for an answer. He played smart and safe.
Uraraka and Sero were behind Katsuki as he talked to Kirishima. Uraraka soon made Katsuki float and Sero tied his arms behind his back, he then wrapped more tape around his waist, there was no way for him to escape.
"Now listen here, Bakubro," Kirishima said sternly, "We'll be back up here in 10-ish minutes. If you don't say anything to Midoriya you'll be staying here longer," Kirishima smiled widely.
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Our Flower Bloomed
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