Chasing Tinkerbelle (BakuDeku)

15 - Staying With Tinkerbelle

"Help!"

The scream tore Katsuki from a heavy sleep.

The second scream for help had him throwing his legs over the bed.

The third had him muttering a curse and racing to the door as he registered the sound of his little brother screaming for help.

"Katsuki!" Eijiro yelled just as he stumbled to a stop in his living room. "Help us, you bastard!" Eijiro demanded as Katsuki stood there frozen, trying to make sense of the scene before him.

His Uncle Toshinori was on the floor, his arms wrapped around Tinkerbelle who was squirming wildly in an attempt to get to the front door while his brother wrestled with his legs, struggling to get him to stop kicking their uncle.

Tinkerbelle didn't seem all that concerned with having two men trying to restrain him.

In fact, he didn't really seem to notice them at all.

But, he did notice him.

As soon as Izuku spotted him, he stopped struggling, propped his head up on his hands, sighed dramatically and said, "I need to run to the store and get some jelly."

It was at that moment when Katsuki realized that he was in for one hell of a night.

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"But-"

"No," Katsuki said firmly, rubbing the back of his neck as the small man sitting across from him continued to glare in his direction.

"But-"

"No," he said, gesturing to the sandwich that he'd made him. "Eat your sandwich."

"But-"

"Just accept the fact that they cleaned you out and eat your sandwich," he said, once again cursing his uncle to hell and back for not only ditching his ass with his drugged up neighbor, but for eating what he'd surmised was an incredibly delicious buffet made by none other than the boy that he was currently stuck with.

"If you'll just let me go to my apartment, I'll grab some flour and sugar and- "

"Try to run off to the store again," he finished for him, in absolutely no mood to deal with this tonight.

All he wanted to do was to grab one of his books, sit in a corner and read. That was it.

It's how he spent most of his nights when he didn't force himself to go over to one of his relative's houses for dinner, slap a smile on his face and pretend for their sake that everything was okay.

It wasn't, but they didn't need to know that.

"But, I need jelly to-"

"I'm not letting you near the stove," he pointed out for probably the hundredth time that night, praying that Izuku would just let it go and pass out so that he could salvage some of this night.

When the boy didn't argue, he looked up and swore when he spotted his empty chair.

Getting to his feet, he headed towards his front door only to pause, tip his head to the side and listen.

With a shake of his head and a muttered promise to kick his brother's ass, he turned around, got down on his haunches and peered beneath the table to find Tinkerbelle on his hands and knees with that delectable ass that he tried to ignore, pointed in his direction.

For a minute, he watched Izuku as he peered out beneath one of the chairs, no doubt trying to make sure that the coast was clear before he tried to make a run for it, but there was only one problem with that.

Izuku was facing the wall.

It was sad really, he decided as he reached beneath the table, grabbed hold of Izuku's hips and pulled him out.

Izuku didn't struggle or put up a fight. Instead, he sighed as he turned in Katsuki's arms, threw his arms around the man's neck and laid his head against his chest as though it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

For a moment, Katsuki stood there, holding Izuku in his arms and savoring the boy's touch against his better judgment.

He should put Tink down and put some distance between them. He didn't need to hold him to keep him safe, but at the moment, it felt... necessary.

Since he came back from the war, he'd felt lost, felt like something was missing.

But right now, for the first time in his life, he felt whole.

When Izuku snuggled closer, Katsuki absently pressed a kiss against his forehead and headed for his room.

He didn't bother turning the light on as he walked into his room.

He kept his place clean and organized, a habit the Marines had made damn sure that he would remember for the rest of his life, so he wasn't worried about tripping over anything.

Carefully, he laid the boy down in his bed and pulled the covers over him, hoping that it would be enough to help him resist the need to pull Izuku back in his arms.

It wasn't, but he still managed to step away before he did anything stupid.

That is until the boy reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Stay with me?" Izuku asked softly, his beautiful green eyes trapping Katsuki on the spot.

He opened his mouth to refuse, only to close his eyes in defeat when the boy added, "Please."