Counterfeit Love | BKDK

8

Katsuki quietly entered the hospital room, his footsteps light as he approached Izuku's bedside. His eyes softened as he took in the sight of Izuku peacefully sleeping, his injuries still visible but a sense of calm resting upon his face. Katsuki had been on edge ever since he received the call about Izuku's condition, his worry manifesting in his tense demeanor.

But now, as he stood there, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. Izuku was strong, and Katsuki knew he would recover. He glanced towards the door, where Inko Midoriya, Izuku's mother, stood with a mixture of concern and weariness etched upon her face.

Carefully, Katsuki motioned for Inko to step closer, not wanting to disturb Izuku's peaceful slumber. Inko approached the bed, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and worry as she looked down at her son. She gently reached out, placing a hand on Izuku's forehead as if to reassure herself of his presence.

Katsuki's voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke, not wanting to wake Izuku. "He's been through a lot, but he's stable now. The doctors say he just needs rest and time to heal."

Inko nodded, her voice filled with a mixture of gratitude and concern. "Thank you, Katsuki. I can't express how grateful I am that you were there for him. I... I don't know what I would have done if..."

Her voice trailed off, emotions catching in her throat. Katsuki understood the weight of her words, the unspoken fear that had gripped her heart during this ordeal. He placed a hand gently on Inko's shoulder, offering her a small, reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, Inko. I won't let anything happen to him. I promise," Katsuki vowed, his voice filled with determination.

Inko's eyes brimmed with tears as she looked up at Katsuki, gratitude shining in her gaze. "I know, Katsuki. You've always been there for him, even when you two were at odds. Thank you."

As they stood there, united in their concern for Izuku, a sense of camaraderie filled the room. They were connected by their shared love and worry for the young hero lying before them. Inko wiped away a tear, her voice filled with a mixture of exhaustion and gratitude.

"You should get some rest too, Katsuki. You've been through a lot as well."

Katsuki's eyes flickered with exhaustion, but he shook his head. "I can't rest, not until Izuku is fully recovered. I'll be here, keeping watch."

Inko reached out, her hand resting atop Katsuki's, a gentle squeeze of support and understanding passing between them. "Thank you, Katsuki. Izuku is lucky to have you as a friend."

Katsuki nodded, his gaze never leaving Izuku's peaceful form. "I'll always be there for him. No matter what."

As the room fell into a hushed stillness, Katsuki and Inko remained by Izuku's side, their presence a testament to the unwavering bond between them. They would support each other, offering strength and comfort during this difficult time.

Katsuki gently patted Inko's hand before turning towards the door. He noticed the weariness in her eyes and knew that she needed a moment of respite. Without a word, he made his way towards the hospital hallway, the soft hum of the vending machines drawing him in.

As he approached the row of machines, Katsuki scanned the options, contemplating what would bring Inko a small measure of comfort. He selected a bottle of tea and a bag of snacks, thinking they might provide a brief reprieve from the stress and worry that had consumed their lives in recent days.