Frailty /Depressed! Deku x Bakugou/

Chapter 6

"You sure You don't wanna stay with me tonight?" Katsuki asked, unsure. He looked at Izuku who's eyelids were near shutting down.

"Y-Yeah…" Izuku answers, trying his best to give the blond a tiny, reassuring smile as he fiddles with his fingers, "Alright, whatever you say. Goodnight, Izuku." Just as Katsuki was about to leave, Izuku speaks up.

"Hey um Kacchan… Thank you."

"Always, Nerd."

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Izuku shifted in his seat. Then again. Crossing his legs and did it over and over as he constantly switched legs. Then again. It wouldn't cut it. He sat normally in his seat and then his right leg started bouncing up and down.

He gripped his hair and tried to keep his cool but the way Mineta played with one of his quirk balls and the way Tsu's tongue hung loosely, not the mention how Sero tapped his pen over and over again, pointless as Mina and Denki fiddled with papers.

"Ugh-!" He sighed, now both hands holding each side of his head and pulling his hair. "Shut the fuck up..!" The greenette muttered and that's when only Shoto heard him. The seats had been rearranged since it was a free period and he wasn't a fan of it one bit because Katsuki sat at the farthest corner from him possible.

"Izuku-kun? Are you alright?" The dual haired boy asked, putting a hand on Izuku's shoulder, feeling his collarbone almost so cleanly as if the greenette didn't have layers of clothing keeping him warm.

"Not now, please." He was pleading, repeating the same thing as his leg kept on bouncing faster.

"Please..."

Seeing Shoto talk to Izuku, Katsuki's gaze took a turn from his unnecessary difficult worksheet to the duo. And the smaller boy did look anything but okay.

The blond got on his feet and walked toward their desks. Eijiro watched Katsuki making his way to a distressed Izuku.

"The hell happened?" The blurted while kneeling next to Izuku and not even making eye contact with Shoto. "Did ya' say something?"

"I'm not sure... he just didn't look alright and I asked him what was wrong but he kept saying he didn't want to talk," Shoto explained, his dull expression wearing the concern he only showed for his best friend on occasion, that was enough for the ash blond to know something was wrong.

"Izuku," Katsuki called out, but no response followed. "Izuku, look at me. Please?" At that, Izuku showed his face, tears silently falling down as his place lips trembled under his rosy nose.

"Do you wanna step outside?" Katsuki asked, and the nod the greenette gave him the go-to to pull him outside.

"You tell Aizawa Sensei, I'll take him to the dorms." Katsuki said silently and Shoto nodded, still concerned but eased at the same time knowing the blond would take good care of his best friend.

Katsuki had his arm around Izuku's waist; letting him know he was here and was ready to listen while Izuku stayed silent, occasional huffs escaping his cracked lips. As the two reached the dorms they both went to change out of their uniforms and met back up in the common rooms.

"Let's eat something, yeah?" Izuku simply shook his head, he didn't have the appetite. All he wanted to was to stay in his bed, safe under his covers but Katsuki wouldn't let him rot away like that.

Not while he was around.

"How about a snack then, eh?" If it would get the blond off his back, then maybe he could have a piece of fruit or something, as Katsuki tugged onto his arm he didn't protest.