Worth Saving

30. The Devil comes to Call.

" Welcome to hell, oh how I've been waiting for you" ~ Unknown

Katsuki sits with Izuku still on his lap while he punches in the code on his boyfriend's phone and holds the device to his ear.

He isn't sure what he's gets ready to hear but judging by the way Izuku is trembling in his hold he knows it can't be good.

The greenett takes a shakey breath and lays his head on the blondes shoulder holding onto him while he still sits facing him in his lap.

Katsuki holds him tightly with one arm while he waits for a voice on the line and when that voice finally breaks in and enters his ears he immediately tenses.

A deep darken scowl forms as he listens to the abusive prick on the line.

With every word listened to scarlet eyes grow darker, a deepening rage building in his chest.

A sharp jawline is tight, gums aching under the pressure of tightly clenched teeth.

As he listens to one after another of this scumbag rambling absolute nonsense his breathing becomes more ragged, a built chest rising and falling heavily under a tight black tank top.

His skin is hot, there's heat rising from his feet all the way to the tips of his ears. Even the cold November night is doing nothing to cool the rage causing fire on his skin.

As dark scarlet eyes stare out at the night lit city while he listens to line after line of bullshit he starts to see white spots creeping in the corners of his vision, the anger burning making black out rage come scarily close.

Now he gets it, now he understands what has had his perfect Medic so upset, so distant, so worried and this is just adding fuel to an already burning out of control inferno.

When Izuku feels Katsuki actually start to shake from the anger coursing through his veins he picks his head up staring at his boyfriend with wide frightened eyes.

The blonde is still staring straight ahead, unblinking, like he's lost in some deep rage filled trance.

The greenett shakes his shoulders lightly.

" K-Kacchan?"

Katsuki doesn't even hear the first time his name is called.

When the last voice-mail is listened to the blonde pulls the phone away from his ear. Without a word or another thought his hand tightens around the device.

Izuku goes wide eyed as he watches the glass screen crack and splinter under the force of pressure of Katsuki's grip.

He reaches quickly for the firefighters large hand just as the rest of the screen shatters.

" Kacchan! Oh my gosh, be careful, you'll cut yourself!"

The now worried panicked tone of the greenett snaps Katsuki back to reality.

He looks into deep worried green eyes as he takes a slow deep breath trying to steady his voice which he knows is going to be shaky with anger if he doesn't.

Emerald eyes watch him closely, his heart beating rapidly against his ribs unsure what Katsuki is thinking right now since he hasn't spoken a word.

" K-Kacchan? Say something, please."

Katsuki reaches up and cups a fair cheek in his hand while he runs a thumb over freckles.

His heart begins to ache in his chest at the thought of how the greenett must have been feeling the past two weeks.

The blonde stays quiet for a minute longer while he situates the medic on his lap more comfortably.

And then he speaks the one thing on his mind in this instant while he looks into those beautiful worried eyes.