Chapter 5
Izuku reached his bedroom door, opening it up and stepping inside. His scarred hand went up to his curly hair, running his fingers through it as he switched the light on. He absentmindedly closed the door behind him, his brows furrowing when it didn't close completely. When he went to see why the door didn't close, his eyes met angry red ones.
Katsuki barged inside the room, making Izuku stumble back in utter surprise. Izuku didn't have time to react as the bottle of vitamins was thrown his way, hitting him straight on the nose with brutal force. The impact made Izuku lose his footing, arms reflectively going back to take the fall. Katsuki was fuming, eyes glaring daggers at the greenette.
"K-Kacchan...!" Izuku yelped, hands flying up to cup his now throbbing nose His eyes fell on the bottle now on the floor, his body freezing momentarily. How did Katsuki know?
"What the hell is going on, Deku?" Katsuki demanded, slamming the door shut behind him so that the others wouldn't listen in on their conversation.
"W-What are you talking about?" Izuku asked, trying to ease his nerves. He's had enough panic attacks for the day, he didn't need one more. Especially in front of the blond.
"Stop playing dumb! Why were the vitamins inside the trash can?" Katsuki asked, his usual scowl on his face and arms crossed.
"They probably f-fell when I went t-to the kitchen earlier. I probably didn't n-notice." Izuku lied, grabbing the vitamins and standing up from the ground. The pain in his nose subsided, leaving the greenette with only a slight throbbing.
Katsuki's glare only intensified, now stomping closer to Izuku and grabbing the front of his shirt. "Is that so?! Well, that's fucking funny, because I'm pretty damn sure that I saw you throwing them inside the trash can yourself."
Izuku's eyes widened, looking like a deer caught in the headlight. His mind whirred with all kinds of excuses he could make up, but none seem credible enough. Not when they were directed to Katsuki. He knew that he couldn't lie, but he didn't want to tell the blond his pathetic reason as to throwing the bottle away. Because, sure enough, Katsuki would start making fun of him.
"Oi, stop with the staring and fucking answer me!" Katsuki exclaimed, shaking Izuku slightly. He was growing impatient with each passing second without an answer. Izuku closed his eyes in a wince, preparing himself for a possible beat-up. He would rather be punched and kicked instead of telling Katsuki the truth. He didn't want to disappoint him more than he already had.
Silence fell upon them as none of them said anything. Izuku was now breathing heavily, anticipation growing and hands trembling. Katsuki noticed, and his eyes widened in the slightest before letting go of his shirt. The greenette's eyes then opened up, surprised by Katsuki's actions. He obviously didn't expect the blond to back down, much less look at him with a slightly concerned expression.
Was Katsuki worried about him?
Of course not, you idiot. Your dear Kacchan has never cared about you.
Right.
"It's getting late, you should probably go get some rest," Izuku mumbled, placing the bottle of vitamins on his nightstand. The sound of a chair scraping against the floor was heard, gaining Izuku's attention. To his surprise, he found Katsuki sitting down on his desk chair, arms crossed in front of his chest.
"You're not telling me what to do and I ain't leaving without an answer." Katsuki glared. Izuku bit the inside of his cheeks in frustration, slightly getting angry. Why wouldn't the blond just leave him alone?! Couldn't he get the hint that he didn't want to say? That he wanted to be alone?
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