Dear, Kacchan. (Katsudeku) DISCONTINUED

fatigue

A/N. Ya'll are lucky, this is the only story I have any motivation to update right now. I have huge writers block on all of the other ones and I'm kinda hyper focused on this one sooo... you're welcome I guess.

  I reached my hands out towards him to help him up. He hesitated but accepted eventually I mustered up a small reassuring smile and grabbed his hand. But when his skin connected with mine I couldn't help but gasp. His hands were so cold.

  A chill traveled up my arm and I glanced down at him with worry. His body shook slightly like a scared dog and lips had turned a pale shade of blue. I quickly pulled him underneath the umbrella and began pulling the sleeve of my jacket off of my arm. His emerald orbs moved back and forth quickly, examining my movements.

  "Kachan, what are you doing?" Izuku questioned with a curious glint in his eyes. He cocked his head slightly to the side like a puppy which was way too fucking cute. I felt heat rise to my cheeks so I rolled my eyes and looked the other way.

  "I'm taking care of your dumb ass!" I retorted. He was so annoying yet so... mind-numbingly addictive. I wanted him to leave me alone but I felt a constant need to look after him. I couldn't get him out of my head. He was all I thought about and it annoyed the hell out of me. What the hell was this feeling?!

  I pushed my thoughts aside as my jacket slipped off my back. I reached around Deku's shoulders to place it there but as I did I felt his breath hit my neck. I shiver traveled down my spine and strange thoughts flashed through my mind. Dirty thoughts to be exact... what the hell am I doing? Deku is literally freezing and soaking wet and I'm over here thinking about this shit! What the hell brain?!

  I snapped out of it and rested the jacket down on his shoulders. I stood back up right and looked down at his face.

  "You really didn't have to do that!" He exclaimed as he bowed his head and gripped at the extra material on his pants. 'What an idiot' I thought to myself as I shook my head.

  "You clearly can't take care of yourself so I'll just do it for you." I replied. That practically was the truth, I just made it sound a little harsher than it needed to be. I have a tendency to do that. He didn't reply, he just looked up and smiled a little.

  "Come on... let's go home" I sighed as began to walk. We made it about two blocks when I began to think. I thought about what happened and Deku pussied out and ran away. 'Didn't he fall? Damn what an idiot. I bet he scraped his hands! Speaking of, why was he so hesitant to grab my hands earlier? And why were his hands so cold?." Worry bubbled within me but I tried to ignore it until we made it back to the house.

  As we reached the front door, I pulled the umbrella down and closed it. I twisted the knob and walked inside, holding the door for the idiot behind me. Before he could walk very far into my house I stopped him and quickly grabbed his hand. He looked up at me with wide eyes.

  "K- KACHAN! What are you doing?!" He asked, alarmed.

  "Shut up," I glared at him before looking back down at his hand and turning it over so I could see his palms. Fresh blood ran over streaks of old dried blood and small pieces of glass poked out from his skin. We had only locked fingers earlier when I helped him up so I didn't feel all this! God damnit! "Fucking nerd! When were you going to tell me about this?!"

  "I- I didn't think you would care!" He found as he looked between his palms and my face. "I just figured I'd deal with it until I could fix it myself. It doesn't hurt that bad anyways!" He faked a smile.

  I glared daggers at him grabbed him by the wrist, leading him to the bathroom. Deafening silence settled between us as we walked. I could only assume we were both thinking over today's events. The realization washed over me of just how much happened to the poor nerd today. He was probably absolutely exaughsted. Taking a mental note, I opened the door and stared back at him.

"Sit." I demanded, staring him down and motioning to the counter. I watched intently as he shuffled over to the sink and pushed himself up onto it. I slowly made my way closer until we were standing face to face.

Rolling my eyes I leaned over him to get the tweezers and running alcohol from the cabinet. Without realizing, I had placed my hand on one of his thighs for support. As I shifted my weight back to normal I analyze his face. His cheeks were tinted a light pink and his eyes were glancing around frantically. Confused, I looked around trying to figure out what was bothering him. My eyes landed upon the hand, still resting gently on his thigh.

As the realization hit, I couldn't help the small smirk that made it's way onto my face. Ignoring it, I removed my hand, as to not make him anymore uncomfortable. I grabbed his hand and cleaned it gently. Carefully removing each peice of glass with the tweezers then placing a large bandaid or his palm. 

I looked up at him once I was done and couldn't help but smile. He could hardly keep his eyes open. I let out a small laugh and sighed. 

"Izuku, you should get to bed" I suggested quietly.  He didn't answer but just looked at me with his dazed green eyes. I thought for a moment on wrist to do and could only think of one good solution.

  I slipped one hand under his knees and one behind his back then slowly lifted him from the counter. He eyesore his arms around my neck and buried his head into my chest. I could feel my heart beat slightly faster as I cursed him. "Damn nerd" I mumbled under my breath, sure not to wake him. 

I walked silently across the house with him in my arms. Only now did I realize how malnourished he seemed. He was so easy to carry. A wave of dread washed over me. I couldn't help but worry about him.

Pushing the thought aside, I opened the door to my room. I glided over to my bed and carefully laid him down on it. I grabbed a blanket from the closet and placed it over him. I stared for a split second, and sighed. Even in his sleep he still looked so anxious and sorrowful. I yearned to steal the pain away from him but I knew there was nothing I could do.

Instinctively, I placed an apologetic kiss on his forehead and rested my hand on his soft cheek. My eyes filled with tears that cruelly threatened to fall. I thanked the gods that he was asleep and couldn't see me that way. I felt so weak. Silently, I turned around and made my way back to the door.

I wanted so badly to lay down next to him and hold him in my arms but he was asleep and I hated the thought of making him uncomfortable. So instead, I shut off the light and slowly closed the door, whispering a swift goodnight.

I made it the couch and plopped down onto it. I closed my eyes a attempted to sleep as a rush of fatigue drowned or all my thoughts. 

~♡"I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all that you will be"♡~