Ofa.holder_'s angstober

Day three: Breakup

[Deku's POV]

It's been a week since I found out that I needed a heart transplant. I am on the verge of losing my life, and there's no sign of a heart being available any time soon. I only had a few days left. I told my Kacchan yesterday, and he's spent every moment with me, making sure I experience the most amazing last days of my life. I couldn't ask for more, I wouldn't ask for more. He's all I ever wanted, and I'm glad I could spend the time I did with him.

Suddenly I hear a knock on my door. I raise a brow before getting up and approaching it, pondering who it was. I slowly open the door and poke my head out, to see none other than Kacchan.

"Hi bab-" I cut myself off, noticing the tears streaming down his face.

He's..crying?

"What's wrong love? You can talk to me." I say, a reassuring tone.

"I'm so sorry Izu, I'm sorry I have to do this" he replies, voice cracking with emotion.

"What..what do you mean?" I reply, confused and worried but keeping my composure.

"I'm sorry, but we can't be together anymore Izu. I promise it's not your fault, but this is what has to be done. I loved you, I still do, you are everything I've ever wanted and more. You're the love of my life, and I'm sorry our time has been cut short. I love you Izuku. Don't forget me." He replies through sobs.

"W-what? Baby.. what are you saying?" I reply, panicked.

Before he could respond, he turns around and rushes into his car, speeding off.

I feel my chest tighten, and tears roll down my face as I watch him leave.

Did.. did he just..? Why? Did I do something? What's going on?

I slam my door shut and run to my bed, violently sobbing into my pillow. Before my phone starts ringing. I wipe my tears and take a deep breath before answering it. It was the doctor who had diagnosed me.

"We've found you a heart. Please come in as soon as possible, we can't wait any longer." He says, cheerful.

"Okay..I'll..uh I'll be there soon okay?" I reply, holding back tears.

"Okay, don't take too long, we don't have time to wait." He replies, stern but still his cheerful self.

I reply one last time and hang up. I get into my car and drive to the hospital as fast as I can. Once I get in there, I'm greeted by the doctor and other surgeons. They rush me into a room, and before they put me to sleep, I send one last text to Kacchan.

"They've found a heart for me. I'm not sure what happened, but I love you, I always have. Please don't give up on me, not now."

That was the last thing I remembered before falling into a deep void of darkness, a result to the sleeping gas they'd given me.

After several hours, my eyes flutter open. I familiarise myself with my surroundings, suddenly seeing Kacchan on the bed next to me, not moving.

What the hell?? What happened?

I check my phone to see if he had replied, to get met with the response that broke me.

"Take good care of my heart, I love you."

What?