One-Shot BKDKBK Fanfic Collection

OS15: Mornings aren't always Good

Note: Aaahhh!!! Finallyyy!!! Finished writing one freaking (short-short) oneshot after months of starting different bkdkbk oneshots and leaving it un-fucking-finish.
(I have, like, 13? 14? pieces in my drafts [+ 8 to 10 in my notes-]. Pray for me.)
Unedited.
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Izuku whipped his head up to look at the door of their classroom, seeing Katsuki on the other side of it.
 

He's been waiting for the other to arrive when he got to their classroom earlier and saw the blond's seat was empty. It's very unusual for Katsuki to be late. The blond is one of those students who always arrive early at their class like Yaoyorozu and Iida.
 

He smiles at the blond when they locked eyes but then the blond glares at him in return- which shouldn't be shocking by the fucking way- but still, it shocks him because since they started dating, Katsuki usually just ignores him if he's in a foul mood to avoid getting in a fight with him.
 

Izuku attempted to greet the blond when Katsuki growls at him.
 

"You, stupid fuckin' idiot..." Katsuki stomped forward towards him with murderous intention in his eyes.
 

Izuku sputters, "Whoa, whoa. Wha-? What did I do?! Kacchan! Wait-!"
 

"You almost fucking died three fucking times, fucker!" Katsuki yelled at him, fisting the collar of his uniform before shaking him violently.
 

"I... What?!" Izuku frowns while trying to escape Katsuki's wrath.
 

Their classmates' looking at them weirdly, a mixture of concern and amusement, yet no one's offering any help to his innocent poor life (that is in complete danger if you'd see how Kacchan's looking at him right now and the way he's shaking him). Settling on just watching him and his precious, lovable boyfriend like they're in some kind of circus show.
  

What did he do to deserve such a good morning like this?
 

"Kacchan, stop! Let me go!" Izuku tried to free himself once more but Katsuki continued to shakes him like he wanted to mixed Izuku's internal organs.
 

Is this what they called cute aggression?
 

Izuku isn't sure if he wanted this, really...
 

Well, maybe, as long as it's his Kacchan. (Jesus Christ- all the things we do for love...)
  

Is it too late for him to really think about his life choices? Decisions?
 

"You almost fucking died!" Katsuki repeated, screamed at his face. "You, absolute idiot! Why the fuck don't you know how to listen?!"
 

"What do you mean?!" Izuku cried, confused and a little frustrated. He has absolutely no idea what the hell Katsuki's talking about.
 

"All you ever did was to fucking throw your goddamn self, your fucking life, to save other people! You never listened even though I kept on telling you not to trust other people that isn't me! Fuckin' idiot. Getting betrayed by fuckers and almost died because he couldn't fucking listen to the one who keeps him alive and cares for him. Fucking piece of shit!" Katsuki ranted with his voice getting lower, quieter, angry tears now on his red eyes.
 

Izuku's jaw dropped, staring at the blond in bewilderment. His hands loosely holding Katsuki's wrist.
 

"Giving me a goddamn heart attack and making me suffer. Fuckin' making me watch him almost lost his fucking life because of stupid shit. Because of some random fucking extra who was already on a critical fuckin' condition. Inconsiderate motherfucker who keeps on thinking and prioritizing other people but always forgetting himself, his life, and those people who're afraid to lose him. Asshole. Stupid, fucking jerk. I fucking hate you." Katsuki gritted his teeth as he tried to stop his tears from falling on his cheeks (which he failed miserably-).