𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 ||𝐊.𝐁 & 𝐈.𝐌||

I: Only the Start

I: Only the Start

Third POV

A whole day had officially passed since that tragedy upon the two innocent members of the Midoriya family.

The first day felt like a blur; as understandably Hiro and Izuku spent the entire day together just watching the shows the boy wanted, showering him in hugs, tickles and butterfly kisses along his nape and cute little cheeks.

Izuku had to leave for another check up after his shower, but this one was just to change bandages and put on the medicated ointments before he was given a smaller baggie with the stuff so he could do it himself.

As offered by Asui to the private Bakugo family specialist named Ryo Inui, Izuku decided to take up the week long therapy. Though he wasn't sure about it, he figured he might as well get it off his chest then and there before things exploded into something more.

At some point in the early evening, Izuku held hands with Hiro as Riku gave them a tour, letting them know, courtesy of his father who'd be home any minute, that anything they wanted or needed, all they had to do was ask.

After the tour and Katsuki's arrival, the four of them ate dinner.

Both Izuku and Hiro tried to say thank you, but Katsuki shut it down stating that 'I'm sure you'd like to heal and move on.'

Noting that Izuku could write down some things to give one of the staff so they can go back to his former residence because the dam and pup showed great reluctance and fear at the mere idea of going back to that neighborhood, let alone that hellhole of a house.

Yet, he simply couldn't take his eyes off of Izuku who gave him a weak smile continuously.

That very night, as Katsuki was prepping to head to the guest room, he waited a bit longer in hopes Izuku would be asleep.

Only to be surprised to see Izuku sitting at the end of the bed, rocking Hiro who looked to already be asleep.

Muttering the mantra of 'we're going to be okay' and 'mommy's got you now' as if he was in an automated trance that forced him to do this.

Needless to say, Izuku was slightly embarrassed to be caught like that, only to be reassured that Katsuki didn't think it was weird and if that's how they coped then so be it.

After Izuki placed hiro besides Riku, he probably gathered all the luck he thought he had left to ask Katsuki,

"...Could you sleep next to me? There's something safe I feel from you..."

And now here they were.

• • • Sunday 6 am • • •

Katsuki rubbed his eyes, a bit taken back when he looked down and saw his and Izuku's conjoined pinkies.

It was 6 am and on a weekend too, yet Izuku stared upwards at the ceiling in silence.

"I take it my scent didn't help you sleep?" He softly hummed, watching Izuku turn over to look at him.

"I've always woken up at six am or earlier," Izuku answered, "the only times I differ is when I was positive Hiroto couldn't hurt us."