they knew. || a bkdk story.

chapter 5

    Rage was all katsuki felt after another villain attack. He couldn't get any of his emotions out, then was the time to do it. He almost killed someone from now big his explosions were. Then he passed out, maybe from getting attacked or maybe from exhaustion. Who knows, but either way Katsuki woke up in the recovery room.

    He was wearing his hero uniform. Recovery girl was reading some papers, he didn't bother to say anything. He was so tired, maybe he did get hurt. Who knows.
   
    Aizawa walked in, looking next to Katsuki, why was he looking next to him?

    "I told you to calm down, Midorya." Midorya? Izuku? Oh, he got hurt again. Stupid quirk of his.

    "I'm sorry, I was just-"

    "I don't care how many times you say it, just because your friend got hurt doesn't mean you go all crazy. Learn to control your emotions, kiddo." Aizawa said in a monotone voice until 'kiddo'.

    Katsuki managed to look at Izuku, in a bed next to him sitting up criss crossed. As soon as Katsuki moved, Izuku turned his head as well as aizawa.

    "Kacchan." Izuku said in a soft voice. Katsuki felt this tightness in his chest, why were people still there? Why was he there? His eyes were darting from his teacher to his.. friend? What were they?

    "You need to take better care of yourself, Bakugou. That was really stupid." Aizawa looked concerned.

    Katsuki narrowed his eyes barley for a split second, he didn't have the energy to do anything. Aizawa eventually left, Katsuki still looking at Izuku.

    "Kacchan.." Katsuki stared at Izuku and closed his eyes. He was gonna lash out or something. The months of pent up rage that he had brought upon himself only harmed Katuki. He didn't want to hurt Izuku again.

    "Are you okay?" Izuku sounded genuinely worried for Katsuki. He couldn't bring himself to answer, he had absolutely no energy. They knew. Katsuki barley and slowly turned his head back to stare at the ceiling.

    "I don't know." Katsukis voice sounded scratchy and like a child on the verge of tears. How pathetic, strong angry teenage boy at this position. He felt too vulnerable, he needed out. He fell back asleep after a few minutes of silence, he needed it.

    He woke back up again, still in the recovery room. Still with Izuku there. It was around nighttime now and it was just them. How awkward. They didn't speak, but Katsuki had more energy. He sat up and looked at Izuku, asleep. He looked at how peaceful the hopeful hero was and felt terrible. This gut wrenching feeling in his stomach was making him actually upset. He just wanted to read his mind. To merge together as one. How cruel being something is. To be anything at all was hard, who even are you really?

    The chances of being alive is so small you should be considered lucky, but now if you live your life like you need to save everyone. The constant war between everything was the worst. HOW could you save everyone when you can't even save yourself? How cruel being anything at all is.

    Izuku was always pent up and had goals, now he looked at peace. His eyes were closed and his face relaxed. Katsuki just stared for a solid minute. Izuku is definitely a heavy sleep given that his legs and arms were in all different places. He is such his own person. Everything that you are that forms you is always interesting, Katsuki wanted to learn more. He never wanted to admit anything himself though.

    Days later, things were.. weird. Izuku kept to himself while Katsuki was contemplating his entire existence as a living thing. They still had these moments of staring, it was getting longer. It was so excruciating. Waiting for months.

    Staring, hoping, wondering. They just wanted it to be over. They both knew of the other deep down. Kristina forgot about everything Bakugou had told him, thank God. But Uraraka still kept Izuku in her mind while trying to help. She started to get pushed away. She understood why, but it still hurt. No one noticed.

    Fighting, training, long hours, no sleep, too much sleep, how many more cycles will they have to go through. It was the same thing every single day. The only highlights being the 30 seconds collectively staring. How cruel life could be. They felt the same emotion every second of every day, sad, anger, confusion, etc. The same exact time. How weird all this was. Katsuki just wanted to be normal. Izuku wanted to feel normal. They knew and needed help with it. How could they get it while never having free time unless the 3 hours of sleep they would get. Why did they have the same thoughts. Sometimes life was so weird like that, would someone give Katsuki a sign? If there was a god. If there could've been a force that controlled everything, why was he feeling this way? Nothing would add up anymore.

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