A Fantasy {KatsuDeku Au}

Dizzy Feeling

"You really know how to remove it." His eyes stand unwavering by the words.

"I do, but it's too sensitive right now to do anything." I stare deeper into his eyes, then something devilish sparks in my imagination. It makes me smirk from the thought of betraying him. The idea is so daring, it might actually be the end of me. Without giving it another glance of consideration and catching him off guard, I reach from the water to grab at his neck. No matter how close we get, I will always take this opportunity.

I interlock my fingers behind his head, and the alarm spreading in his eyes grows wildly. Using up all my will, I pull him down into the steaming waters. His form struggles for balance, eventually tipping over the edge. My head is forced under the water as well due to his weight pushing down over me.

I break back up at the surface, gasping for sweet air. My lungs are overcome with warm, steaming air. I feel like I’m not breathing at all with how warm the air is, but somehow I can breathe.

Water is splashing violently beside me, and an angry blonde comes breaching the surface. His hair is soaking wet, so much so that all of it has been matted down with a few strands falling over his eyes. He looks so much different now in his appearance. 

“Bastard, you’re dead! Where are you!?” I curse under my breath when he starts wiping at his eyes, glints of hateful yet succulent red starting to pierce through. I scramble to climb out of the bath, trying to get hold of something for leverage. I manage to get over the siding, but I fear that I am taking too long to get away. Then I get hit with a sudden realization that I am naked.

The boiling water that I was emerged in moments ago now only made the air surround my with a crisp, icey overlayer on my porcelain skin. I reach out for his cape, the only thing close enough in arms reach. The red fabric consumes me and I am engulfed in it, but a deathly grip hooks on my ankle tightly with a crushing pressure.

“No, no, no, let go!” I start to kick away, but his hand only tightens instead of loosening like I had imagined. “I’m sorry! I won’t do it again I swear!” The presence of his hand disappears, and I fall forward onto my face. I roll onto my side, crying and whining over the pain flowering on my forehead and nose.

“That’s what you deserve for soaking my clothes.” I hear him pull himself out of the water and his heavy steps trudge right next to me. The stomps not so intimidating due to the excessive amount of water his boots have required. “Get up, we’re done here.”

I peer my eyes open to watch him walk away. He’s so mean, but I kind of like that trait about his personality. It’s what makes him so strong in my eyes. I slowly get up off the ground, my legs a little shaky as my hands pull the sides of his cape closer together to hide myself.

“I didn’t even take a proper bath, I mean, I’m already wet.” I don’t hesitate to follow behind him. He growls loudly for me to hear and I hear a slight ‘tch’ follow it. His body dips, scooping up my clothes off the tiled floor.

“Well, I didn’t exactly plan for a damn idiot to get me soaking wet while I’m still clothed, so we’re fucking done here. Now get your shitty ass moving, dipshit.”

“I can’t go out like this!”

“You’re covered aren’t you. Keep moving.” His rough hands reaches out for my wrist, forcing me to stumble along. Once again, I find ourselves to be traveling along the dim hallway with a feeling that not much was accomplished back there.

As we walk, I try not to hear the laughing surrounding us, but I look around to see that know one was actually looking at us. Instead, their focus was by the music where a man was so flushed in the face, and every word that spews from his mouth is slurring.