𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐡 / 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐤𝐮 [𝑶𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫]

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(Srry if this is shit,,,, this is kinda sorta really like a weak filler for the next chapter woowowowo)

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Hitoshi turned on his heel and walked back into the street.

Izuku smiled excitedly behind him, to which his stomach growled again. "Shh!" He pretended to scold.

The lavender-haired man pricked a brow and waited for Izuku to catch up.
"Why didn't you say something if you were hungry?"

The sun had begun to set, and it's been four hours since he passed out on Hitoshi. Which was an hour after he had originally said he was hungry.

Five hours without any sort of food.

He shrugged. "I dunno. I kinda just forgot about it when I started talking to you!" Izuku said as if it was nothing.

"Is that a compliment?" Hitoshi asked. The greenette thought for a good minute.
"Yup! I'd never insult you,"

The taller man smiled at the ground when he heard this.

"Hey Hitoshi?"

"Huh."

"Why'd you get so upset over those pills?" Izuku pondered.

Hitoshi exhaled harshly and blinked slowly. "Because. I just genuinely don't like pills. They're disgusting." He said.

"No they aren't?" The shorter man squeaked.

Hitoshi narrowed his eyes at the greenette. "Yes, they are. You could seriously get sick from them."

"But that's only if you overdose, or if they're expired! Or both!"

"Who said they have to be expired to get sick from them?" Hitoshi shot back with a glare.

Izuku frowned.
"Mm. I don't know, me? I just don't understand why they're so revolting to you? They can help people recover!"

"Or make you act differently. Maybe kill you. But what do I know, huh?" He said with obvious sarcasm.

"Did I- Did I do something wrong?"

Hitoshi ignored him for a while, picking at his fingers and biting his lower lip. "Nope. Sorry."

"... Hitoshi?" Izuku asked again.

"Why."

"Are we friends?" He squeaked nervously. I guess it's a valid question. Izuku's only known him for five hours though.

"Hm. I don't know. You talk a lot. But I guess human interaction is nice," He answered thoughtfully.

"Hitoshi?"

He sighed with a small chuckle. "What? What do you want? Just say it all at once!" He said. Izuku giggled in response.

"Okay, okay, okay! What do you miss the most about normal life?" He questioned softly.

Hitoshi paused and frowned.
"That's a tough question. I'd have to say that I miss fucking."

"whAT THE HELL-" Izuku's voice cracked in astonishment. Hitoshi coughed before chuckling quietly.

He calmed himself down after a quiet snicker and answered honestly. "Okay, that is not the thing I miss the most. Whew,"

"To be completely honest though, I think I miss my Pops? I don't know," He said, almost sounding confused.

"I seeeee... Hitoshi?"
"Izuku- didn't I say to spit it all out? And what do you do? You ask every question individually?"

"I know, but this is a good question! How do you have such a good aim?" Izuku pondered.