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    He lays stiff with deep breaths as Izuku creeps through his room. The drawer to his desk slides open almost soundlessly. Tight knit strands of inky black reflect the moonlight that streams in through the open balcony door. The tendrils creep over his desk, the floor, his nightstand, while Izuku quietly searches through his drawers.

    An inky strand slithers closer to the corner of his bedside table, over the alarm clock, so Katsuki grabs it.

    "AH-" Izuku full body shivers, spinning around as he's caught red fucking handed. "K-Kacchan, this is just a dream. Lay back down." He whispers, like that'd ever work.

    "What the fuck are you doin'? It's two in the goddamn morning! Get the hell out of my room, you abstract painted piece of shit." He seethes back, yanking on the coil of black whip tight between his fingers.

    "Sshhhhhh-" Izuku whisper yells right back. He turns to shut the desk drawer, moving over to Katsuki's dresser. "Don't yell, I'm just looking for your wallet."

    "My wallet." Katsuki sighs, letting go of the static laced web in his hands. It slides right back to Izuku's wrist. "Why - on the Devil's biggest of dicks - do you need my wallet?"

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