aura !﹒⪩⪨﹒ dkbk

fifteen ; yearning.

—standing in front of his bathroom mirror, katsuki sighed. he'd just finished brushing his teeth and he was still so sleepy. though, he'd woken up much earlier this morning to get ready for school.

katsuki groaned as he stripped off his clothes, tossing the large shirt he wore aside, his shorts and panties following. he then walked over to his shower, turning the water on, making it as hot as his skin could bear before stepping inside. katsuki sighed as the warm water cascaded down his body, soothing his still-sore muscles.

he didn't wet his hair, knowing that it'd take much too long to dry before he reached school. he only picked up his soap, along with a washcloth. he then lathered the cloth in soap before scrubbing his skin softly in hopes that the scent of izuku would be replaced by the freshness of his soap. he didn't hate smelling like izuku. in fact, his omega reveled in it. though he didn't want to raise suspicion as to why he was not in school.

katsuki then allowed the water to rinse the soap away, doing it all over once again before grabbing his facial cleanser and washing his face. once he was satisfied, he turned the water off before stepping out. katsuki grabbed a larger towel this time, quickly drying his skin before applying lotion and face moisturizer as usual. though, once he turned to reach for his clothes, they weren't there.

katsuki groaned out loud at the fact that he left his clothes on his bed. though it was nothing but a minor inconvenience as he stepped out of the bathroom, and entered his room. his clothes were sat on his bed, folded neatly just as he left them. quickly, katsuki slipped on his panties, followed by his uniform pants and shirt. katsuki buttoned the white dress shirt quickly before tucking it into his pants. he then grabbed his grey jacket, putting it on over his shirt. he didn't wear his tie, he never liked it much. so, he left it on his bed before slipping on a pair of socks.

katsuki was soon done getting ready, he then checked his phone for the time only to realize that he had quite a bit of time left. though what he also noticed was that his phone was nearly dead. he'd spent the rest of the previous day with his parents in the garden. the garden kept him busy and he even watered the bush that held his flowers. the time he spent around the flowers somehow made him feel more calm, going to school wasn't as intimidating as it once felt. though because he was so busy, his phone was not charged.

katsuki looked over at his desk to see that his charger wasn't there. he sighed softly, annoyed that his things weren't in the correct place. though he soon looked over at the grey bag set in the corner of his room. it was his duffel bag and he hadn't unpacked it since he'd gotten home.

quickly, katsuki walked over and grabbed the bag before setting it down on his bed and opening it. almost immediately, the scent of izuku began to pour out heavily. katsuki gasped at this, the scent sending a sharp shiver down his spine.

"the fuck..?" katsuki whispered to himself, opening the bag wider and digging around only to notice black fabric bunched up in the corner. curiosity got the best of him then as he picked it up to see that it was a plain black t-shirt. it was large, much larger than anything he owned. it was also where the scent came from most.

it was izuku's shirt.

but how did it get in his bag? did he accidentally pick it up while packing his bag to leave izuku's house?

though, katsuki couldn't dwell on these questions too long as he saw his charger within the bag. he only sighed, shoving the shirt back into his bag before grabbing his charger and zipping the bag up once more to prevent the risk of izuku's scent from clinging to him.

he shivered once more, izuku's scent was so strong. even a whiff was overwhelming, it made his skin feel warm. though he ignored it, quickly connecting his phone to the charger and setting it down on his desk. he then turned away, refusing to touch the bag as he opened his bedroom door and walked out. he then smelt the scent of breakfast, grateful that the scent no longer made him nauseous.