Izuku's POV.
After a month-long battle with his coma, Izuku's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the sight of Katsuki sleeping by his side. A mix of emotions flooded Izuku's heart, guarded by the memories of past trauma caused by Katsuki. His instincts told him to flinch away, to protect himself from further pain.
As Katsuki sensed the movements on the bed, he looked up, locking eyes with Izuku. The hurt in his smile was evident, a reflection of the regret he carried for his past actions.
Katsuki: "Izuku... I'm sorry. I won't hurt you anymore. I promise."
The doctor entered the room, delivering the news that Izuku was now in stable condition. Though the doctor's words brought a glimmer of hope, Izuku couldn't help but doubt. He believed that Katsuki would inevitably cut their red strings again, repeating the cycle of hurt.
Katsuki, determined to prove himself, spoke up.
Katsuki: "Izuku, I mean it. I won't cut our red strings anymore. I'll do everything I can to make up for what I've done."
Slowly, Izuku began to let his guard down, cautiously allowing Katsuki to approach him. The road to healing would be long and filled with uncertainties, but there was a flicker of hope burning within their fragile connection.
Days turned into weeks as Izuku's recovery progressed. Katsuki remained true to his word, making every effort to show Izuku that he had changed. Small gestures of kindness replaced the hurtful words and actions of the past.
Katsuki: "Izuku, let me help you with that."
Izuku: "Are you sure, Kacchan?"
Katsuki: "Yeah, I want to make things right."
Their exchanges were filled with vulnerability, as they slowly rediscovered the bond they once shared. Katsuki's sincerity began to restore the shattered fragments of their connection, piece by piece.
As the days passed, Izuku started to believe in Katsuki's change, their red strings growing longer with each act of kindness and understanding. The doctor gave a positive prognosis, assuring them that Izuku was on the path to a full recovery.
Katsuki made an earnest vow, his voice filled with determination.
Katsuki: "Izuku, I will never cut our red strings again. I'll protect you and cherish our bond."
Izuku, touched by Katsuki's unwavering commitment, allowed himself to believe in a brighter future. Their shared experiences, both painful and hopeful, brought them closer together.
In the quiet moments, as their fingers intertwined, their hearts found comfort in the gentle rhythm of their renewed bond.
Time passed, and their relationship deepened. Their conversations shifted from painful memories to dreams for the future, from sorrow to shared laughter. Love began to bloom between them, tender and fragile like the mending strings that bound their fates.
And in the privacy of their intimate moments, their hearts intertwined just as tightly as their red strings, forever connected in a dance of healing, forgiveness, and the promise of a new beginning.
TO BE CONTINUED:
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"Tangled Fate, Mended Hearts."
FanfictionGENRE: Omegaverse, Drama, Romance, and a bit bit of tragedy. Bakudeku.