P R I D E 《 Continuation in progress》

peace [3]

Katsuki is walking his usual route to school when-

"Oh!" he shouts looking at his chest.

"I forgot my jacket..well I'll go get it and be extra fucking late!"
He scowls as he turns around. Heading back to izuku's house.

He kinda used this as an excuse to see izuku again.

As katsuki is walking, he walks past a bench not far from izuku's place. He starts to getlost in thought.

"This was the place where me and deku used to sit on after school." He squints at it harder as he sticks his hands in his baggy pants.

'We would have so much fun..'
'We used to get along so well..'
'We were kinda like brothers.'

He thought this over. And thought that maybe when izuku finally woke up..they would have fun together again.

That can probably never happen again. Though.

'Deku most likely hates me.'

'What am I saying? Of course he does!'

He clenches his fist furiously and walks away with a disgusted look.

He was disgusted with himself.

He walked past people that were walking to school and they stared at him because he was stomping like a spoiled brat,while growling.

"FUCK YA ALL LOOKING AT!?"

They backed away carefully and hurried to their destination.

"That katsuki is always so angry"
"What causes his bitter mood all of the time?"
"Why does he take it on everyone else..?"

Katsuki wanted to die.

---midoriya izuku---

"THIS IS KACCHANS JACKET!!" He stares into it more.

"Its warm!" He thinks with a pause.

'Why would kacchan even come? Doesn't he hate me?'
Those thoughts repeatedly run through izuku's mind.

"Does he actually feel sorry for me or something.."
Izuku mumbled under his breath, while tapping his chin in confusion.

Izuku hadn't gotten back out of bed and has extreme bedhead, as expected from a week-long rest.

He puts his hands on his hair, which actually looked more like a lions mane or something. He got out of the bed with a frown plastered on his small face.

When he looked in the mirror that was attached to his dresser,
He gasp and laughs.

"I look like a furball!" He points and feels his hair again.

He looks into his greenish grey hues and puts a hand on his cheek.

"Its still early..maybe kacchan decided not to get his jacket now-"

The front door a little outside of his bedroom opened.
His mom had left to go grocery shopping earlier she could be back already could she?..

Panicky, izuku hopped back in bed and quickly put the blankets over him.

"Hello? I'm coming in." A familiar voiced yelled from the living room.

"Its kacchan" izuku says in a whisper with his eyes closed.

'OF COURSE HE WOULD COME BACK! WHAT WAS I THINKING!??'

It would be kinda awkward facing kacchan now after all these years of them only talking through his insults.