Fallen angel

Chapter 5 - a new beginning

>>I got some free time yesterday and tried to draw Bakugou, (✷‿✷) I found out I can't draw nipples. ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ
Anyway, what do you think? (^～^;)ゞ

He undressed the boy from his shirt and cautiously put the bandages around his torso down.

It was impossible to stop the blush that was blooming on his cheeks at the thoughts running in his head. Even with all the wounds, Kacchan was still very pretty. Izuku couldn't keep his eyes away from him.

He put the boy into the bath and let him soak in warm water for a while, before reaching for his mint shampoo on the cabinet next to the tub. It had his favorite aroma. Mint smelled very nice to him, and he hoped Kacchan wouldn't mind it. But if they go to the drugstore as they planned, he will let Kacchan choose the aroma of his own. Izuku wondered what he would choose.

Washing the boy's hair was the more comfortable part. He could feel the other leaning into his fingers when he massaged his head.

Then it came to the more awkward parts. First, he washed Kacchan's back. Sometimes, the blonde flinched or tried to hold the pained whine by biting his lower lip when Izuku washed the scars, always moving his head to the side so Izuku wouldn't see. But Izuku saw it all.

The second part was his chest. Izuku carefully rubbed all the filth down, trying to ignore Kacchan's stare, which was aimed at him this whole time. It didn't help his nerves at all.

Izuku's mind wandered to all kinds of dirty images like he was some horny teenager. His finger brushed against Kacchan's nipple, making the boy shudder. Fuck! If this continues, he will surely get hard.

He bit his lip and pushed his mind to the very core of his head. Kacchan was a victim, he didn't need Izuku hovering over him like a predator.

"Would you mind moving to the side and give me one of your legs? I need to wash them too." Kacchan did as told and moved to the side. Izuku took the boy's foot in his hand, making sure to not grip it too hard, and started to wash it. Slowly, he went up to his knee and didn't dare to go up to his thigh. He washed the second leg too, putting it back under the water, and went to whip his wet hands into the towel.

"Alright, we are done." He rubbed the sweat from his forehead, looking down at the blond. His hair was now blonder when clean but still had a bit of white tone, and his skin was more pinkish. Maybe it was because he stayed in the warm water for too long.

"Get up. I'm going to dry you now." The blond got up, watching from the tub as Izuku took the biggest towel he had, which was his old All Might one. It brought a smile to his face. God, he was such a fanboy.

Izuku wrapped it around the blond to keep him warm and then went to grab another towel for the boy's hair. He took Kacchan's hand and helped him get out of the tub so he wouldn't slip.

Kacchan was more like a human since the check-up. The first time he saw the blond in that room, he looked dead, like nothing had a meaning to him. Now, maybe Kacchan didn't let any emotions out, but he was more lively and that made Izuku happy, made him feel a bit more at ease.

The towel started sliding down Kacchan's shoulder, and Izuku was fast to put it back up. "Let's go to the bedroom so I can treat your wounds and put new bandages. I will carry you, okay?"

When the blond didn't say anything, Izuku carefully wrapped his hands around him and picked him up.

He carried the boy to the bedroom and sat him on the bed. The towel slipped from the boy's shoulder again, but Izuku let it be this time.

Kacchan was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Izuku sat behind him, his hands delicately pulling the towel down from his shoulders. It dropped down to his waist, revealing all the scars. Izuku wanted to kiss every one of them.

He put some of the oil the doctor gave him on the tip of his fingers, warming it up and rubbing it. "I'm going to start. If anything feels off or it hurts, let me know, ok?"

Sliding his finger down the first scar made the boy flinch. Izuku did everything in his will to not pull away and stop but knew this needed to be done.

"It's alright. Relax for me." He said with a calm tone and started to put the oil on the second scar. Kacchan relaxed after his words, not flinching when he continued to oil every other wound on his back.

It took a while to oil every scar because Kacchan had so many. 'How did this happen to him? Who could have done this?'

Izuku rolled the new bandage around Kacchan's torso and gave him one of his shirts to put on.

"I should start making something for lunch. Hmmm..." Izuku made his thinking face as his friend would call it. Something light, easy, and fast, and definitely something he won't burn.

Fuck it! He will make a chicken with some rice. It was easy, tasty, and something he could do. Izuku could feel the blond's eyes on him, observing him. "Wanna help in the kitchen?" Kacchan gave him a look that made him feel like an idiot. "I will teach you how to make a chicken. Come on!"
He grabbed Kacchan by the hand and dragged him all the way into the kitchen. "Now, watch me very cautiously." He said, feeling like a chef.

Izuku pulled out a knife from the counter and Kacchan backed off. "Don't worry! I won't hurt you." His voice was assuring while his big smile never faded.

He pulled out the chicken from the fridge and prepared a pan, then cut the chicken into small pieces and put sunflower oil in the pan to get it warmed up. When the pan heated enough, Izuku put the chicken on the frying pan. Kacchan snuggled closer with wide eyes, watching the chicken meat with amazement.

Ahh, so cute! Izuku wanted to hug him so badly. The face he was making was irresistible.

They moved to the side and Izuku started to cut some vegetables. He knew he was clumsy so when he suddenly cut wrong, it was new to him.

"Ah, shit! Damn, this hurts. I'm going to treat it. Wait here, Kacchan, I will be right back." It was a small cut, just on the side of his finger, but it still hurt like a bitch.

Izuku went to look in the bedroom for his All Might bandages. 'Where did I put it?'
In the meantime, Kacchan stared at the knife next to the vegetables.

He observed every move Izuku made while cutting, trying to learn his technique. Kacchan hesitated but took the blade in one hand.

His trainer taught him how to manipulate knives when he was at 'that place'. They told him it was something very important to know. With his skills, he tried to mimic Izuku and it wasn't that hard.

For some reason, he trusted the hero. Izuku wasn't like the others who tried to kidnap him in past or like his trainers. He gave him a name, breakfast, and gentle touches. He cared and didn't yell.
That's something he never thought he would have.

- "Always follow the orders." -

That sentence was forced into his head. He shouldn't react to anything else, but when he saw the unknowing emotion in Izuku's eyes, in the bathroom, he had to give it a chance.

Thankfully, he wasn't beat up. Izuku seemed very happy. It was like he could live once again, and the man was teaching him how to. It was the first time in years he disobeyed the sentence in his head.

He heard footsteps coming out of the bedroom where Izuku was and as the hero entered the kitchen, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

"I-I didn't know you could work with knives so well." He just gave him a side glance and continued cutting. Izuku is a bit weird sometimes.

The man came back to the pan, putting salt and spice in it, then flipped it a few times like a professional.

"I will now combine it with the vegetables." Izuku took the vegetables from him and mixed them with the pieces of chicken, then flipped it a few more times like an expert. He was amazed by all the colors on the pan. It was his first time doing something like this. But with Izuku, he will surely have a lot of first times with all kinds of things.

A/N Hello! I wish you all enjoyed your weekend! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
I have one question. Which pov would you like more? Katsuki's, Izuku's, or mixed?乁( •_• )ㄏ
I was writing the next chapter when the question just popped out in my head, so if you want, you can tell. (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)