The Forgotten Angel

Chapter XXVI

When Izuku awoke he couldn't help the dull throbbing in his neck, though only groaning quietly as he buried himself back into the warmth that surrounded him. Only then realizing then that warmth was another body.

Izuku quickly looked up at who was holding him, shocked to see the still sleeping Kirishima. (What? Why is he here? Why are we cuddling?) Izuku thought to himself, only for his eye's to widen at the memories of what had happened the night before and where he was at.

(Oh no, oh no, oh no!) Izuku thought to himself as he successfully squirmed out of Kirishima's hold and grabbed his discarded jacket, mask, and now tattered turtleneck as he ran to the first bathroom he came across, only for his eyes to widen and his face to flush at the sight he saw in the mirror.

The boy quickly put on the turtleneck only to realize that it was tattered to ruins, though what truly caught his attention was the numerous amount of hickey's and bite marks he had on his neck, shoulder, and collarbone.

Though he turned completely pale when his eyes locked on the spot at the base of his neck, that not only was bruised to hell and back, but held a mark. Kirishima's mark.

Izuku wasn't mad, or even sad as he stared at the mark. But he was horrified. He was completely horrified of what would happen, he was horrified of what their friends would think, he was horrified to even imagine what his father would think, and he was absolutely petrified to even imagine what Kirishima would do.

So, he quickly zipped up the turtleneck all the way and grabbed his jacket as he let out a sigh at the fact that the mark was hidden.

"Izuku?" Kirishima asked as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. The younger flinched horribly at the sound of the other and he quickly grabbed his mask and put it on around his neck, and did the best of his abilities to hide the remaining hickey's on his shoulders while he turned to face the older male.

"H-Hey Kirishima!" Izuku said as his voice shook horribly, though the second Kirishima's and Izuku's eye locked, the Alpha's eyes widened as he stepped forward to the shorter male.

"Izuku. Show me now." Kirishima commanded while Izuku only paled further at the command. His instincts telling him to listen to his Alpha, though Izuku only stiffened and held onto the hem of his pants tightly.

"N-No. Kirishima, I'm going to leave." Izuku stated weakly while Kirishima groaned quietly, trying his hardest to suppress the growl that emerged when Izuku tried to put up his defiant font.

Quickly Izuku tried to run past Kirishima, only for the red head to easily grab Izuku and turn them around as he pinned Izuku to a wall and reached for the shorter males jacket and mask.

Only to be stopped by Izuku grabbing his hand and holding it tightly as the younger looked to the ground in shame as the tears cascaded down his face and his stifled sobs racked his body.

Kirishima immediately knelt in front of the younger as he cupped Izuku's face in his hands while the younger could only grab onto his wrist as he continued to cry.

"I-Izuku.... Fuck. I-."

"P-Please don't hate m-me" Izuku begged quietly as he continued to sob.

"H-Hate you? Why would I?" Kirishima asked as he was cut off guard by Izuku's plea.

Izuku's eyes widened at Kirishima's question while the Alpha looked at him completely confused.

"Y-You don't r-remember?" Izuku asked as his voice trembled as he gripped onto Kirishima's wrist tightly.

"I only remember the villain hitting me with his quirk, you taking me home, a-and m-me kissing you... A lot." Kirishima stated as he looked away from the other as a blush over took his face.