KiriDeku

Chapter 1

WARNING: THIS STORY MAY INCLUDE; ABUSE, GAY THINGS, SLIGHT NSFW, BAD LANGUAGE SUCH AS SWEAR WORDS AND INAPPROPRIATE WORDS. IF YOU'RE NOT OK WITH THESE THINGS I SUGGEST NOT TO READ, THANK YOU

ENJOY :)

Izuku Midoriya, now the pro hero Deku, 23, walked down the streets of Musutafu, Japan in his civics clothes. He sighed to himself as he put his hand over his right cheek where a hand shaped bruise lay, brand-new.

Damnit! I should've fought back! But then he'd just hit me harder, Izuku thought to himself.

He sighed again as he let go of his cheek, walking further away from Katsuki's house to God knows where. He didn't know where he was going, maybe to a place to crash for the night, but he didn't want to go back.

As long as I stay far away from him as I can, he thought.

"MIDORIYA!"

Izuku froze, hearing his name being called by a too familiar voice.

Who did it belong to?

"YO! MIDORIYA!"

He heard footsteps running closer towards him. He turned around to see who it was only to see a redheaded man running at him with his hand in the air, grin on his face.

Wait a minute....

Izuku chuckled and grinned as well as the redhead ran up to him, bending over to catch his breath, hands on his knees. He then stood up straight and smiled at Izuku. Red Riot, Eijiro Kirishima, in his hero costume.

"I knew you looked familiar! Long time, no see, Midoriya! How's it going?"

"Oh, you know, smoothly I guess. Haven't seen you around in years! Not since UA! How's the hero business going?"

Kirishima chuckled. "Alright, I guess. I was just patrolling when I saw you! I've been so lonely, I just had to say hi to an old friend. I'm glad I ran into you, man, you and Bakugou and Tsu are really the only ones I haven't ran into, but the others were either too busy to stop and chat with me or just, I guess, friendship gone" Kirishima finished with a frown, he knew the truth.

Izuku put a hand on his shoulder, meeting his red eyes once again, smiling. "You could've always called me, Kiri, you know I'm never too busy to hang out"

Kirishima smiled at that, then frowned again.

"I kinda lost your number" he said sheepishly, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

Izuku reached for his phone. "Well here, I'll give it to you now" he said.

Kirishima smiled and watched as Izuku scrambled through his pockets for his phone. Once he found it, he went to contacts and started asking Kirishima for his number.

As Kirishima said his phone number, he fiddled with his own pockets in search for his own phone.

Once they both had one another's numbers they started walking together and talking, laughing as well.

It was then at that point that Kirishima noticed the hand shaped bruise on Izuku's cheek.

"Say, Midoriya, what happened?" He asked, pointing to his right cheek.

Frowning and blushing with embarrassment, Izuku put a hand over his bruise.

"Oh...um...K-Kacchan did this" he said hesitantly.

Both stopping, Kirishima walked in front of Izuku and removed his hand away from the bruise, examining it again.

"Wow, what happened, though? Did you two get into a fight?"

"Yeah...sorta....I caught him cheating on me and I guess the relationship we had was kinda abusive, too"

Kirishima gasped and widened his eyes, not even missing the tears in Izuku's eyes.

"You guys were dating!? I-I mean....damn, I had no idea, I'm so sorry, man"

Izuku paused, taking in a shaky breath before looking down, his hair hiding the tears that he couldn't hold in any longer as they spilled down his face.

"It's ok....I was stupid for going out with him, anyway, I guess I didn't expect someone like him to be so abusive, toxic, or to even cheat on such...such a....stupid weak nerd like me" he said, his voice cracking at the end of his sentence, tears rushing down as he tried not to sob or show he was crying.

But he failed....

Kirishima saw through him. He pulled the small hero in a tight embrace and allowed him to cry and sob in his arms as he rubbed his back and laid his head on top of Izuku's.

"Oh, Midoriya, you are not a stupid weak nerd! You're the strongest hero I know and if anything, it's not your damn fault he did what he did to you! Bakugou never seemed like the toxic type, you didn't deserve any of this"

Kirishima continued whispering soothing words into Izuku's ear as Izuku cried and sobbed louder, pushing his face deeper into Kirishima's chest.

Kirishima tightened his embrace around the Izuku, closing his eyes as many thoughts and questions ran through his head.

How long has this happened?

Why would Katsuki do this?

What was he thinking?

Did Izuku care to open up to anyone?

How bad did Katsuki hurt him?

Kirishima then snapped his eyes open and looked down at Izuku.

Does he have anywhere to go? He asked himself.

"Izuku....do you have anywhere to go?" He asked in a soft whisper.

The silence between them grew before he watched Izuku slowly shake his head.

"His place was the only home I had, other than my mom's...but I don't want to bother her" Izuku whispered, his crying and sobbing coming to a stop, as well as his tears, now silently flowing.

Kirishima sighed and laid his head back on Izuku's, closing his eyes again as he hugged Izuku more.

"Then please come with me to my apartment" he whispered.

Izuku gripped Kirishima's waist, holding tight, letting Kirishima know that he agreed, with just one small "thank you", loud enough for just Kirishima to hear.

Kirishima smiled at the response he got.

They stayed there for a while before breaking apart and turning around toward the way they came from.

Kirishima led Izuku to his apartment, keeping an arm around his shoulders as they talked on the way.