✓Moral of The Story||BakuDeku Au

~Eight~

~Third Person P.O.V~

*Slight Sexual Content?* I put a question mark only because Idk if it even counts... I normally wouldn't be comfortable writing shit like this buuuuut- people kept messaging me about writing smut.

I declined.

But I will give them this..... plus I wanted to experiment with something.

It took Izuku a minute to process the blond's words, but then once Katsuki's tone kicked in... he knew it wasn't anything good. Quickly, the freckled teen slipped his hoodie over his head, not even bothering to put on shoes as he walked out in his socks.

"Okay, Kacchan what's wrong?" Izuku asked, keeping his voice as light as he could possibly manage. 

"I- shit, I don't know what's wrong... I need you over here. Fuck- it's hard to breathe." Katsuki gasped out, his canines pricking the flesh of his bottom lip. "Why can't I breathe?!"

Realization soon crossed Izuku's features as he figured out what was wrong with the blond. "I am almost there Kacchan, but I need you try and calm down. I know it'll be hard to do but freaking out will only make it harder, okay?" Izuku said soothingly.

After a few minutes of the blond's quiet gasping and sniffling, Izuku finally made it to his dorm- finding the door slightly cracked open. Izuku hesitantly went in, soaking in his messy and disarrayed surroundings completely.

Katsuki said by his bed on the floor nest to the night stand, his lamp on the floor next to him- still on- and a few items scattered around. The blond was shirtless, water still dripping off of his matted down hair and rolling onto his torso as his knees were pulled up to his chest.

"Kacchan?" Izuku whispered quietly, kneeling in front of his and placing a hand on his knee. "What happened?"

"I... I just got out the shower and-" Katsuki swallowed thickly, taking a ragged breath in through his nose. "- and I didn't see the fucking night stand. Everything fell and then all of a sudden I..."

The green haired boy sat next to him by now, his hand traveling up to wrap around his shoulders. "You had a panic attack... right?" 

Katsuki just nodded his head absentmindedly, his face composed of a plethora of emotions all at once. But the one emotion that was most easily distinguishable was sorrow.

"Katsuki," Izuku started, "Have you gotten them before?"

"Yeah... a few times"

The smaller of the two bit his lip, his eyebrows pinched together. "How did you get through them?" He asked softly, pushing his- still wet- hair out of his eyes.

"I either just sucked it up, or passed out from having breathing problems." Katsuki admitted his tone had sunken, sounding more dull and flat that it put Todoroki's voice to shame. And Izuku hated that he sounded like that, he wanted nothing more then to take all the pain away.

"For how long? And the hell didn't you say anything?" Izuku pressed, his eyes scrutinizing the elder teen... looking for something- anything, at all.

Katsuki just shugged his shoulders, he seemed out of it... not entirely there if that makes sense. "It started a few days after I lost my sight, first it was little... then it just got worse and worse. And why the fuck would I tell anyone?!" He questioned, his voice starting to come back to him towards the end.

"So, so they can just what- fucking make fun of me?! I have a reputation to uphold Deku, I can't look weak!" Katsuki exclaimed, fisting his hands into his hair- droplets of water forming on his wrists and rolling down his arms.