Worth Saving

44. Only the Strong Survive

" I will walk through the gates of hell, into the hottest parts of hellfire and fight the devil himself to bring you back to me" ~ Laughing Wolf

LOVE. Four little letters that hold huge impact.

Love can tear down mountains, or rebuild cities. Love can break a heart into pieces or rebuild it completely.

Love can turn a regular person into a super hero, give you super hero courage to do the seemingly impossible, like run full force without a another thought into a burning, collapsing building to save the one person who taught you exactly what love is.

And that's exactly what Izuku has done.

Emerald eyes are wide as panic shoots through his system.

He has no idea where Katsuki is only that he's in this firey inferno some place.

The smoke is thick and heavy making him cough harshly as soon as it enters his lungs. He pulls the oxygen mask on over his face as he trys to move through the building as quickly as possible even tho it's mostly dark.

He can hear himself panting through the mask, partially fear partially because of the heat.

There's a small flash light in his pocket that he pulls out with a shaky hand, one he uses to look into the mouths of his sick or injured patients.

When he turns it on he's almost heartbroken seeing it hardly helps against the pitch black smoke that he's coughing on dissipate the mask he has on.

There's a name on his tongue being yelled through fire and destruction, one that feels like home to him.

" Kacchan!!!! Kacchan!!!! W-where.. where are you??! Please Kacchan...please hear me!", he pleads more to any God listening.

He moves without knowing where he's going, without a clue as to where his husband is."

His chest is tight with smoke and panic, tears blinding as he pushes on.

The heat is intense and Izuku has only his medic uniform on, nothing to protect him from the heat or the flames.

He's so focused on stumbling through the disaster on nothing but fear and pure adrenaline that he doesn't even notice he's been burned more than once.

His voice is hoarse as he continues to scream for his husband with a breaking heart every time it's unanswered.

The greenett continues to trudge down hallway after hallway, dodging falling firey debris.

He drops to the floor finally still coughing through his mask, sweating and crying as he crawls along the slightly more clear air still searching.

Dread floods his system as he begins to resign himself to the thought that he and the only man he has ever truly loved, might die in this building.

He rounds a corner shining the small flash light he still holds and suddenly he sees it.

Something reflecting off the light.

His heart jumps in his chest as he quickens his crawling pace.

When the light reflexes again he realizes it's Katsuki's fire jacket.

" Kacchan!!!", he yells through a cough as he hurries to the blonde who is laying too perfectly still for his liking.

Once he gets to his side he realizes that the blondes helmet has been knocked off and there's a large gash on his forehead but whats more troubling is that Katsuki's oxygen mask has been removed from the fall also.