Tortured Love {Dekubaku}

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Ik I haven't posted much like at all, but it's coming! Imma get y'all your juice one way or another!! Thanks for waiting!

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Izuku looked at Katsuki, who had since fallen unconscious from the beating. He gently tilted the ash blonde's head up, examing the swollen black eye, split lip, and cut cheek. He carefully tilted his head side to side, grinning at his work.

"Even when damaged, Kacchan's so beautiful... It's a shame I'll have to hurt him... But it won't last long... Just until he knows what he did was wrong! Then I'll care for him the best I can! I'll give him gifts and everything!" He squealed, gently leaning in to kiss the ash blonde, the warm metallic taste of blood seeping into his mouth. Only a drop of it. Izuku swipped his tongue across it, before pulling back and swallowing the small amount of blood.

The greenette pulled back from the ash blonde, a bored look on his face. "I'm bored... Wake up soon, Kacchan, then we can have more fun!" He said, before turning on his heal and leaving the room. He wouldn't bother with Katsuki's injuries, they weren't worth the effort yet.

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Katsuki slowly came to, one eye unable to open. He groaned, before trying to sit up straighter, before he hissed in pure agony. Everything hurt. He shifted, biting his lip only to wince when he felt it tear from his teeth. He couldn't help the small whimper that escaped his lips. "Dammit, Deku..." He muttered, closing his eyes.

He was tired, but of course the damn nerd wouldn't leave him be. The shit nerd skipped into the room right when he was trying to go back to sleep until his body was numb to the pain. But that didn't work as something solid collided with his side. He screamed in pain. Again with the bat?! Really?!

"Kacchan! You're awake! That's great, now I can torture you again! It'll be so much fun!" He squealed, once again swinging the bat into his very much broken ribs.

This continued for hours on end. By the end of it, Katsuki was sobbing, pain flashing through everything, as he begged for Izuku to stop. It wasn't working, but he tried. He was slowly breaking apart, piece by piece. He wanted it to end already, and he would do anything for the pain to stop.

He just wanted it to stop. He tried thinking of how, but every thought was interrupted by a hit or stab. Until he just gave up, it wasn't worth it. He'd find a way, but not when black spots were in his eyes.

He let his eyes fall shut. He was tired. He wanted to sleep. Another strong hit to the skull knocked him out, and he went limp.

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Izuku watched as crimson red irises shut, a frown appearing on his lips. He'd get to the fun part eventually, guess he'd need to find a way to keep Kacchan awake now. He left the room to do just that. Get what he needed, and make the fun last even longer. Whether Kacchan liked it or not.