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XVIII: The Broken Bakugo

XVIII: The Broken Bakugo

Third POV

Katsuki sobbed incredulously hard on the office floor.

"Izuku...! Oh, Izuku-!" He wailed, his cries echoing even through the thick office walls covered in papers and heavy encyclopedias or novels.

Such pain in them.

At some point he could smell Asui's pine like scent come close to him, wrapping her arms around him as he cried.

"I apologize," She whispered, "I truly am sorry."

Katsuki pushed her away.

"You-!" He snapped, "You knew, but didn't say a word."

"Master Midoriya's orders, I really do apologize." Asui bowed her head, feeling regret at how obvious it was that Katsuki was suffering.

His eyes had gone red and puffy and his scent was thrown off and completely out of balance.

With his omega in shambles and his approaching heat, his mind spiraled and descended in chaos.

But.

As he stared at how Asui looked utterly embarrased and regret-filled he just silenced himself.

She was not to blame.

Kaminari and Sero, who probably knew the truth and was trying to reassure him weren't to blame either.

Katsuki was stressing.

His heart was in turmoil.

But, like mind fog that showed a false illusion, he knew who he had to blame.

Izuku.

He turned away from Asui and trudged back to their bedroom.

He assumed it'd never have to come to this, but it did.

Into his side of the closet he ripped off his pjs and rummaged through the very deep corners and pulled out his Aro Lora dress from 6 years ago.

It fit loosely, considering how much he'd lost weight over the past couple of days out of sheer exhaustion and dehydration.

Funny, he still had more tears to cry.

Not out of sadness.

But out of anger.

He slipped on black platforms this time before scurrying to his side of the bed and opening up his nightstand.

Past the other nightly amenities, he acted like a madman as he rummaged through.

Clicking his tongue when he slammed the drawers shut and reached underneath it to feel around before his slender fingers found it.

His pistol with all 17 rounds loaded.

He never had the need.

Until now.

His heart was racing as he only grabbed his car keys and gun and headed out to the garage.