"In traditional Japanese aesthetics, Wabi-sabi(侘寂) is a world view centered on the acceptance of transience and imperfection. The aesthetic is sometimes described as one of beauty that is "imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete".
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A war between Ang...
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Shoto awoke with a start. The room suddenly seemed unfamiliar even though he knows for sure it was Izuku's. The sunlight had been replaced by the shine of the moon which angered Shoto as he usually never slept during the day; granted, there was no sunlight in Hell. Now his sleep schedule was ruined.
"Shoto?" Said male turned his head to look at where the voice came from, Izuku. The freckled boy stared into Shoto's eyes, almost getting lost.
"I'm here" Shoto whispered as he brushed a bit of Izuku's hair behind one of his ears so he could better see the boy's face.
The two males stayed there, staring into each other's eyes, basking in the comfortable silence that came with the night. At this time, the two could make out small details of the other. The slight sparkle in the irises in Shoto's eyes or the subtle dimple Izuku had on his right cheek.
"You're beautiful you know that?" Shoto whispered softly as he kept brushing his long, slender fingers through Izuku's green curls.
Izuku blushed hard at the boldness. Nobody had ever called him beautiful up close before. Izuku wasn't deaf, he knew others commented on his appearance when he was out and about. But call him beautiful to his face? That was something he'd only let Shoto do from now on. It felt so... right.
"I could say the same thing about you too, Shoto" Izuku shyly commented back. He couldn't avert his eyes even if he could. The two boys kept staring, the tension growing stronger; the two boys, closer.
"If you two fuck in front of me I will vomit on all of your clothes" A new voice gagged from inside the room-
Rather, Izuku's locked closet.
"Oh my goodness!!" Izuku panicked as he fell backwards in a state of shock. 'Whos in my closet and why? How long was he watching us??' The angel panicked whilst rocking back and forth on the floor. He felt so ashamed and embarrassed. How can he face anyone ever again??
"Shut it Katsuki" Shoto grumbled while unlocking the closet door and out slumped the blond demon who was chained up. He was supposed to be gagged, but Shoto figured he bit through it once he regained consciousness.
"If I let it last any longer then I would've had to see something I should never see ever" Katsuki deadpanned, lying stiff on Izuku's floor. "It's gross enough I had to hear your conversation" He gagged at the cheesy moment, completely ignoring the thoughts in the back of his mind about a red haired angel. How it would feel to be able to hold him like Shoto held Izuku and to exchange hushed thoughts between one another.... No. He can't. He's a prisoner and an angel; his supposed enemy. It was unheard of for a demon to be with an angel, but Shoto and Izuku seem to just forget about the law altogether.
"Besides.." Katsuki continued, looking into the green haired angel's eyes. "You're breaking one of the most sacred laws, Shoto. You're risking his very existence and you don't seem to care"
"You don't think I don't know that, Katsuki?" Shoto retorted with pent up frustration. "I can't help it. I physically cannot help but to be with him" Shoto, looking over at Izuku, finishes his outburst with a subtle crack in his voice. "I need him"
Izuku teared up at the confession. If it were anyone else, Izuku would've thought it was too early for serious remarks regarding personal feelings. With Shoto, everything seemed right. Izuku couldn't explain it, but he didn't care how fast or slow they took it. He just wanted Shoto just as much as Shoto wanted him.
Katsuki stared at the two with a vengeance. It wasn't his place to interject their moment, but he couldn't help but feel jealous. Right now- He can't be thinking about him. It wasn't right.
"That's nice and all, but it would be even nicer if you'd let me go so we can get back to Hell where we belong and leave the angel here to do wherever crap they do" Katsuki glared at the dual-haired prince. Since Katsuki obviously knew Shoto wouldn't go without a fight, he had to come up with a deal of sorts.
"Where's the angel? I- I don't see an-any angel.." Izuku looked lost. There was only the three of them in the room. If the blond was a demon and Shoto was one..then.. "N-no. I- how..?" Izuku's eyes teared up. How could he possibly be an angel. It didn't make any sense. Izuku had to get out of there. He needed to leave now.
"Izuku!" Shoto reached out for the green haired male as Izuku ran through the broken screen into the night. Who knows what could be lurking. While Shoto was distracted, Katsuki burned through his restraints and tackled Shoto before the prince could even go after his assumed lover.
"You're not going anywhere"
° 843 words 4-23-21 19:10
Uhh hi 😬 So I recently found the planner for this book and I'm way too ahead so.. prepare for some really uncalled for stuff like Izuku suddenly running off..
