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Dear Katsuki Pt.8

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Katsuki was panicking. His heart pounding uncontrollably. He hadn't allowed his heart to beat this fast. He hadn't allowed his eyes to read and reread your responses on the note book. To glance at each and every one of what he thought were tear marks on the pages over and over and over again. His leg bounced on the couch, small explosions popping on his palm. What had happened to you? Why were you crying? Who had hurt you?

"Katsuki-."

"Not now... Mom." His voice was gravelly and low, his eyes still focused dead onto the note pad.

"Okay." Mitsuki nodded, glancing over to Masaru standing behind the kitchen island, nodding her head towards the door, "Your father and I will be upstairs if you need anything."

She and Masaru walked away up the stairs, looking back at their son, only to be replied with pure silence. The anxiety was so thick in the air you could cut it with an oversized fantasy sword, the ash blonde boy curled up into a stress filled ball on the couch, his eyebrows furrowed into a harsh line.

"Come on, Y/N." Katsuki growled, glaring at the page. Waiting for you to reply. Wanting you to reply.

Why did he care so much? Why was there an ache in his chest?

He wanted you to reply, of course. Because you were entertaining and he... he liked... being around you?

No.

No it couldn't be.

No.

It couldn't possibly.

No-.

'Hey. I'm okay, don't worry :)'

As soon as the book started to glow, his stomach flipped and twisted upside down, leaning closer towards the book. Only for that joy to fall flat.

You were... okay? Just.... Okay!? JUST OKAY!?

THEN. WHAT THE ****. WHERE THOSE MARKS!?

'No way you are. Tell me the ******* truth.

Were you crying?'

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What were you supposed to say?

You stared down at the message. Scared, Butterflies filling your stomach as your cheeks heated beyond boiling point. Honestly at this point, you were scared you were blushing so hard your cheeks would be red forever. Where you crying?