Izuku stared at Katsuki as Katsuki slept. (Cuz thats not creepy at all.) He couldn't help but notice how soft he looked. Not exactly peaceful. . .sad almost. Calm. Izuku's eyebrow frowned. "I wonder why he's so angry all the time. I get that part of it has to do with his quirk and the nitrogen running through his body and the increased blood pressure. . ." Izuku began thoughtfully.
"But. . .that still doesn't make any sense. For him to have a release, there must be a reason for pent up anger. But that makes no sense. Why would he be so angry all the time? Even with his quirk, he should still only be mildly annoyed most of the time not. . .boom boom 'I'm going to kill you in your sleep!' And even so, his anger would be a steady form of release meaning that it shouldn't have just been me. . .and in addition, he still was really annoyed with everyone else all the time which means he was angrier than he should've been," Izuku ranted to himself, staring at the floor now. "So there must be an outside factor about why he was so angry and mean." Izuku's eyebrows frowned in frustration. Quite mumbles filled the room and it took Izuku a minute to realize he wasn't the one mumbling.
"Kacchan?" Izuku whispered. When Katsuki didn't respond Izuku reluctantly nudged him. Katsuki didn't move and his eyes were still gently closed. So close to Katsuki, Izuku could make out the way his jawline was the slightest bit uneven and how his ears seemed too small for his head. His eyelashes were long and they matched with Katsuki's blonde hair. It looks. . soft, Izuku thought, subconsciously putting a hand up to touch Katsuki's hair. It was soft and felt silky almost, which surprised Izuku. Quite mumbling escaped Katsuki's lips and Izuku giggled, remembering how when they were little Katsuki had a horrible habit of talking in his sleep.
"Leave me alone. . ." The words slipped out of Katsuki's mouth and it took Izuku a moment to process them. Confusion crossed Izuku's face and he leaned forward a little bit so he could hear better. Katsuki's pink lips slightly opened again and he murmured, "I'm scared."
Izuku gasped, jolting back in surprise. I shouldn't. . .no, that would be invading his private life. . .but. . .Kacchan never gets scared! Why would he. . .? What would make him. . .? He must be having a nightmare. . .about what? Or. . .who? Izuku's thoughts bounced around his head. Maybe I should wake him up. . .No. He needs his rest. He probably stayed awake while I passed out. I should do the same for him. But. . . Izuku's eyebrow frowned and he took a deep breath. He leaned closer to Katsuki, putting his ear near Katsuki's mouth. If someone was watching, they would have noticed how they looked like little kids sharing secrets.
"It wasn't me. . ." Katsuki grumbled softly. Maybe I can. . no! That's wrong of me! I shouldn't! But what if. . . Izuku glanced at Katsuki and frowned. He bit the nail of his thumb trying to figure out what to do. What if it was the villains? What did they do to him? Is he okay? Nevertheless, Izuku's curiosity got the better of him, much to his displeasure.
Katuki whined, his features sifting from calm to frustrated. "Stop it. . " Izuku's bit his lip, trying to keep himself from waking up Katsuki. Izuku froze and he felt like his heart stopped as Katsuki murmured, "Stop it, Mom."
Suddenly Katsuki jolted awake, his head hitting Izuku's forehead. "Ow! What the fuck?!" Katsuki complained, touching his head. His eyes landed on Izuku and his wide eyes turned into unfriendly slits. "What the hell, Deku?!" Katsuki growled. "I, uh. . ." Izuku glanced around nervously, looking anywhere but Katsuki. "You what?" Katsuki snapped. "You were. . .you were talking in your sleep. . ." Izuku mumbled, feeling blood rush to his face. "So?!?" Katsuki barked. "You were having a nightmare and kept saying you were scared and so I wanted to know why but I don't know why IwantedtoknowwhyanditjusthappenedandI'mreally,really,reallysorrybutyoushouldprobablystarttalkingaboutyourfeelingsmorebecauseit'saffectingyourhealthandpersonalityandI'msososososososososorry," Izuku rambled. (It says, "I wanted to know why and it just happened and I'm really, really, really sorry but you should probably start talking about your feelings more because it's effecting your health and personality and I'm so, so, so, so [x10] sorry.")
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Where We Began
FanfictionLife is not a beautiful as everyone thinks. And it certainly isn't fair. * Katsuki Bakugo has gone through his own hardships and had to fight his own battles in life. Not that anyone ever noticed. Izuku Midoriya was born quirkless in a society whe...