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izuku was at work like any other day, finally on a break after dealing with troublesome kids all day..not like he minded, they reminded him of he and his classmates back when he was young;izuku was analyzing teacher actually, still as nerdy as always, analyzing each and every one of his students quirks, finding the best possible strategies for them, they all loved him dearly. peacefully seated at his desk, grading papers, secretly bumping some grades up a few numbers… his head perked up, seeing the familiar sillouette at the door of the teachers lounge, smiling right before he was immediately scolded..
“dammit zuku.. stop forgettin your fuckin lunch, tired of you coming home hungry n eatin everything in sight..”
he sighed, he often forget his lunch as clearly displayed in front of us, smiling softly as he just took it and began to eat.
“ahhh.. sorry kacchannn.. you know i have to leave in a hurry.. Mr.Aizawa needs help these days!! pretty old now..-“
“quit the fuckin excuses or i’m gonna start drivin you to work from now on.. that old man is just fine.”
a spur of some mumbled words of izukus mouth full of some veggies and rice ranted on, talking about his students improvements. katsuki softened and leaned on his desk. letting him rant for a little.
“mmm.. how long ya said your lunch break was..?” “ah..about 15 minutes left.. how come you’re asking kacchan..?”
“mmm.. y’know.. your looking quite handsome today zuku..-“
katsuki was immediately cock blocked by mr.aizawa dropping off some papers, his glare the same as when izuku and katsuki were his students.
“midoriya. i need these copies to be re done. someone messed them up, they’re blurry”
the one who made the blurry copies may or may not have been izuku, but we don’t talk about it.. he rose from his seat. taking a glance at the impatient katsuki glaring from the desk. finally finishing the papers after about most of his break.
“sorry kacchannn… thank you for bringing me my lunch again..”
“s’fine..see ya. i’m picking you up after work’s over.”
“oh, okay!! alright.. bye kacchan!! love you!!” “love ya too nerd.”
the day went on slowly but surely. sitting with some students to talk about some improvements on their hero costumes, packing his things as he saw katsukis fancy car waiting outside for him. smiling as he hopped in.
“mmmm.. kacchannn.. let’s get mcdonald’s. i’m hungry..”
“you ask me every fuckin time to get mcdonald’s, no. i already made dinner.”
“pleaseee just some friessss!!!”
“i said no. there’s perfectly good food on the stove waiting.”
izuku sighed in defeat, never winning these battles anyway, looking out the window, head against the glass like a dog. moments go by, quite a quiet car ride.. finally arriving home, katsuki breaks the silence, not like it was a bad thing at all…
“cmon zuku, i’ll grab your things so you can go eat baby.”
“oh kacchan you know you don’t have to…”
he protests even though his face says a bit otherwise, a bit happy for the help after such a long day, getting his plate together as he prepared katsuki’s plate too. sitting on the couch as he put on a movie, pouring up some drinks. let’s just skip to a few hours in, sweet giggles as they sat on the couch together, far past their bed time, both a bit tipsy, nothing much. after a few hours they had decided it was best to go to sleep, katsuki cleaned up dinner as izuku cleaned off the couch. a nice warm shower followed, izuku latched to katuskis back, sleepily kissing along his neck. the two lovebirds cleaned off for the night. katsuki changed into some sweatpants as izuku put on some pajamas. crawling in with izuku, already fast asleep. smiling softly as they drifted off together.
the morning after, izukus eyes fluttered open but, he wasn’t in bed with his kacchan, he was.. in a hospital bed..? but why..? he turned to see all might and his mom beside him. utterly confused he tries to sit up. looking down at his bandaged arms like a few years ago.. in the war. no.. this can’t be real this already happened…-
he tore himself from his hospital bed after long fighting with his mother and all might. meeting kirishima at the door, along with ochako and iida. but something was wrong. really wrong. they all looked really young, like back in high school young. he looked in the reflection of a window. seeing himself all bandaged up. his eyes widened, rushing to go see his kacchan before a gentle hand stopped him.
“midoriya.. bakugo.. bakugo didn’t make it man.”
izuku choked, his mind racing, this can’t be. he was just in bed with him. he just ate dinner with him. he just… please no.. he tried to hit his bandaged arm on the wall, maybe it was a dream. he ran. he didn’t know where to but he ran. sobbing as he was chased by his friends.
“cmon midoriya!! come back!!”
“midoriya wait!!”
he stopped. falling to his knees right outside the front doors of the hospital. it was his fault. and he knew that. head on the ground. mind flashing back. his kacchan, on the ground in front of their torn up school. that all might card they got as kids lay beside him. how kacchan absolutely destroyed his life when they were younger. how izuku still loved him through that treatment. childhood friends. rivals. then friends again. lover even.. those words echo in his head as he sobbed.his friends surround him, making a shared attempt to get him back in his hospital bed. he couldn’t come to terms with what really happened, in a coma for a while after the war. dreaming of what could’ve been if he hadn’t been late to save katsuki.
it was a hard fight to get izuku back inside. breaking the news to him. he could’ve sworn edge shot saved him. that it was all okay. he didn’t remember this. this wasn’t supposed to happen..
blblblah he lived the rest of his life in guilt. same story. without kacchan in it by his side.