A Bloodless, Broken Family

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[ '𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥?' ]

implied child abuse; implied bullying; implied racism

"Have you ever thought about getting another piercing?"

Izuku looks at Eliseo. They're hanging out at his place, just them. Ripley and Ji-U were on their own little date, and so, for the first time, it was only the two of them outside of school. They hadn't gone on their date to the indoor playground yet, having decided on the weekend before Halloween. Izuku's rather excited. He'd never been on a date.

"Like, outside of my lobe piercings?"

"Mhm."

Eliseo plays with his orbital piercing, rolling onto his back and half-hanging off his bed. Izuku sat against the leg of his desk, chin on his knees, hugging them to his chest. His room is surprisingly barren, safe for a few miscellaneous band posters and two framed photos. A large cross hangs opposite his wall, right next to a hanging camera. The only part of his room that feels authentic is the wall by his desk. It's covered head-to-toe in photo after photo, the wall slowly filling up. It's halfway covered, at the moment.

"I don't wanna add any more piercings to my ears," Izuku answers, "I like wearing my headphones and don't feel like waiting for a healing process. But like, I totally would get a nose piercing, like a ring."

"Oh, that would totally fucking suit you! I've been wanting to get my eyebrow pierced for like, a year. It'd piss my dad off major-fucking-ly and it'd look cool as shit."

"Based on what you tell me, most things would piss your dad off."

"Verissimo."

"Sorry?"

"Very true," Elisel translates. He huffs, blowing at a strand of hair hanging over his face.

He's dressed the most 'normal' Izuku's ever seen, in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and a loose, worn white shirt. His hair had been left down, half-wet as he'd just come out of the shower. His face was bare of any makeup, himself bare of any jewellery or accessories. For the five weeks Izuku's known him, he's always looked to stand out. Seeing him look so casual felt more...more intimate than Izuku thought it would. He couldn't help but lament about how pretty he looked, dressed down.