Runaway Pretty Boy (A Cottagecore Katsuki Story)

Chapter 8

Katsuki's POV

Six am and the sky was turning a lavender purple. I saw Kirishima lag behind every now and then. I felt bad that I had made us walk to much in one night without many breaks. 

I saw that he fell behind more once again and this time stopped for him to catch up all the way.

"Come on. Not that much longer. Promise." I quietly tell him and he throws a sleepy smile my way. I place my hand out palm down in front of him. 

He looks a little confused before I jokingly roll my eyes and shake my hand hoping he'll finally get it. He still looks puzzled.

This time I let out a light huff and reach for his hand, pulling it into mine so he can keep up. 

I look straight forward to that he doesn't see me blushing. I hear him clear his throat some but don't comment about it. I knew I would probably stutterer if I tried too say anything. 

Soon we are both walking at a even pace for the both of us. I see cars start to pass more and more as the sun started to rise more and more. I looked back at him, him looking up at  the sky as mixtures of pinks and oranges started to fill it. I motion for him to put his mask and hood up. 

He does so quickly, laying his hair a bit more flat so his hood doesn't look messed up. Over the last couple days his hair has fluffed up quite a bit from it being down and not gelled at all. 

We continue to walk. At this point the sidewalk was starting to get more and more crowded by the second and car after car drove up and down the roads. 

I figured it was finally time to take a break and rest for the day before more walking. 

I lightly tugged his hand toward an alleyway that was pretty small and looked clean for the most part. A overhang also laid above so the sun wouldn't be a bother to us at all. 

I stop walking when we reach the dead end and we place our bags down. Since we weren't able to carry a whole bunch of bulky stuff around we only had a thin blanket and no pillows. As a solution I thumped my clothing bag down separately from the other bags. The bag was big and full of soft clothing so it should work for now. 

We couldn't use Kirishima's a though. It was too small and a lot of his clothes were too thin for any comfort to sleep on. While I arranged our bags and the bag we were going to use for our pillow, Kiri pulled out the only blanket we had. 

I pull my mask down while keeping my hood up, Kiri doing the same while I lay down. 

The hard ground was uncomfortable but it's the best we could do. Kirishima lays down beside me and throws the blanket over the both of us. I feel my eyes grow heavy and realize this must have been how Kiri was feeling while walking. 

We shift a bit trying to get comfortable until we both are close too each other. Neither one of us pulls away and soon we are both passed out. 

Hi peeps! Sorry I haven't posted in a bit. It's just been a little stressful lately. Sorry about the rant that's about to happen but lets just say my sleep schedule is fucked :D It's 7 in the morning and I still haven't slept so sorry if this chapter is a mess. The lack of sleep is probably why. Also writing this fic is just making me realize more and more how much I legit want to run away and make a life I want for myself, especially with how toxic my mom is. It's all good though. Just gotta make it too 16 at least, right? lmao. Anyway, I hope you wonderful peeps have a great day/afternoon/night whereever you are! Ima try and sleep now! BYEEE!!!

-RustyShackleFurd