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Ch.52- Twisted Up Mind

this is more of a filler, but I add tons of fluff for you guys so enjoy

3rd Person POV
The stained dried blood scissors sat on the floor where they were dropped. Not even moving an inch. The others in the room were on the bed. Izuku rewrapping the gauze Katsuki had messily slapped on. The new fully dressed male not even wanting to meet with his fiancé's eyes. Too scared to see what was lingering in them.

Izuku fingers gently tucked the final piece of bandage under the rolls that were wrapped tightly around the cut wounds. Holding Katsuki's right forearm in his hands.

"Kacchan?"

The blonde still focused on his newly wrapped arms.

"Can you please look at me?"

Not wanting to make his fiancé anymore upset, he finally looked up into Izuku's eyes. Devastated when he saw how he was crying silently with a small smile on his face.

"Was it because of me? Was it because of me being shot and you blaming yourself?"

Izuku knows Katsuki way to well. He knew it had to be that. And he was soon proven correct when the scratched up guy slowly moved his head up and down. The tears starting to leak from out of his eyes.

Instead of talking, Izuku pushed Katsuki into his chest. Katsuki quickly sobbing his sorrow out, with soft petting on his hair and small whispers of delight from Izuku. 20 minutes later, and Katsuki had dwelled down to sniffs and streaming tears. Still clinging onto Izuku for dear life.

"Kacchan? Do you think you can talk about it now?"

Katsuki, still not able to really make out any form of a sentence about the subjects just shook his head. Izuku understanding fully.

"You just want to go to bed?"

Katsuki immediately nodded his head. With that, Izuku turned the nightstand light off, getting comfortable on the bed. Katsuki still stuck into him like glue. Usually, Katsuki would be the one spooning izuku. Instead, it was the opposite way around.

Katsuki was facing the wall, gripping onto his shirt tightly with Izuku's arms wrapped around his waist. Not even 4 minutes later, Katsuki turned his body to face Izuku, the green-eyed male surprised by the sudden turn.

"I really love you."

Katsuki blurted out, shyly looking up at Izuku's eyes. Izuku, smiled at Katsuki, until a connection of lips gently kissed his. Katsuki pulled away a second later, happily smiling at Izuku.

"I love you."

Katsuki said again, stuffing himself deep into Izuku's chest, the warmth of his fiancé making him sleepy. Izuku, stunned by the kiss, soon snapped out of his trance. Tightening his grasp on Katsuki's waist, he leaned down to Katsuki's ear, comfortably placing himself on the pillow.

"I love you too."

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The next morning was much better than last night. Katsuki still didn't want to talk about the whole thing, and Izuku wasn't pushing him. The two went down for breakfast, waving good morning to their fellow classmates. Hands still wrapped around each other's.

"Hey bros! We got breakfasts fixed for you in the kitchen." Kirishima shouted from his spot on the couch, Kaminari laying in his lap with a waffle in his mouth.

"I'll get it for you, Izuku."

Katsuki said, kissing his lover's cheek before rushing over to grab him breakfast. Izuku climbing over to sit down criss cross on the couch.

"Deku, you got lucky with Bakugo. He's so sweet and caring with youuuu." Kaminari whined, Kirishima giving a playful hurt face.

"But I can imagine he's a handful, correct?"

A sudden voice appeared next to the three; Iida and Todoroki standing behind them. With Todoroki munching on cold soba and taking a seat beside Izuku.

"A handful? What do you mean by that?"

"Well, I can imagine the many break downs he has. And the crying. And the cutting. And the number of rants he has that manipulates you into feeling bad for him. It's impressive how you can handle all of it."

The once-booming convo in the living room dropped to a sudden silence, only the background noise and discussion of the others in the kitchen and dining room.

"Iida, you don't have a say in this at all. Besides that, the information you gave is basically...stereotypical of people who have depression or suicidal tendencies. You presented bakugo as more as an attention seeker."

The shocked glances at Iida transferred over to Kaminari, who just blinked his eyes.

"What? A guy can do his research."

He said, smirking while taking another bite of his waffle. With Kirishima giving a small kiss on his forehead.

"Iida, Kacchan isn't an attention seeker—"

"But his outright actions speak volume. The dramatic measures he does—"

"That's common in people with depression or suicidal tendencies."

The people in the room turned their heads to be met with Katsuki, who was handing Izuku one of the two plates in his hands before taking a seat next to him.

"Sometimes, people with depression tend to have dramatic and more attention-worthy stuff. It's their way of asking for help. Because—they don't really know how to ask for help property."

Katsuki said calmly, taking a bite of his bacon.

"It's ok if you don't understand the context of depression and such, but if you are going to get into a conversation about it, you should know your stuff more. Stop listening to what people tell you about it and focus on how it actually looks like for people."

Katsuki finished off, taking another bite of his bacon. The group around him happily smiling at the guy, as Iida stood with a somewhat embarrassing face.

"I apologize, Bakugo. I will try and understand depression better!" Iida said, before bowing and walking away from the group and towards the kitchen.

"Geez, that's what they all say. Wait a month a two, they'll forget."

Katsuki, annoyed yet calm about the whole thing, wrapped his free arm over Izuku. The smaller boy cuddling closer.

"Woah. There's so much... psychology present in depression."

"It ain't that deep. It's just—how the human brain process things."

"But still, that's cool how something people just find it to be sadness and cutting, when it's so much more deeper then that."

Katsuki finally decided to look over at Kirishima, who was still surprised by the sudden realization.

"Meh. Just because the science of it is cool doesn't mean it's cool to have it."

Kirishima nodded his head in agreement, going back to giving his own boyfriend his attention.

Words: 1115

I wanted to make a fluff chapter while also explaining the contents of the last chapter. This was fun :D