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“Get up, Izuku!” Katsuki shouted into Izuku’s face as he pumped his hands against his chest, compressing his rib cage to squeeze and release his heart manually, to keep the blood flowing in him. He counted to twenty in a hoarse growl under his breath, then shifted to pinch Izuku’s nose, tilting his chin up so he could close his mouth around his lips, exhaling air and desperation into his body.
Their first kiss fucking sucked.
“Come on, come on,” Katsuki muttered, begging through another twenty compresses. He wasn’t above begging for this. “Please, wake up!”
Another two kisses, breathing for his rival who let himself get shut down by such a worthless piece of shit villain. “Come on, Izuku, get the fuck up!”
His body was so limp, like a rag doll, unresponsive, but fuck that. Fuck that! Katsuki blew into his sealed mouth, then briefly kissed him properly before starting the next set of pulses, unable to help himself, unable to acknowledge it. “Wake up, Izuku, come on, not yet. Please, please, not yet-”
And then a sharp gasp erupted from Izuku as he sucked in painful rasps of air, choking on the shock of dying for a moment. Katsuki clenched his teeth around a sob and cupped the back of Izuku’s head to help him regain his senses, protecting him with his hunched body as he cried into his curls.
“Izuku,” Katsuki whispered helplessly, shuddering when Izuku’s hand weakly came up to settle on his back. Katsuki wrapped his arms around his beaten body carefully, lifting him into his lap, bracing him with his thigh, so fucking gone with panic and relief as the adrenaline left cold scorches inside his body, as it emptied out of his veins. He could barely hear the reassurances and questions coming from his own lips as he asked Izuku if he was okay and told him that of course he was fucking okay.
“Kacchan,” Izuku groaned, his other hand reaching up to thread into his hair. He whimpered when Katsuki’s mouth caught his, forceful but brief so that Izuku could keep sucking in hoarse breaths.
“Izuku," Katsuki kept whispering adoringly, nuzzling his mouth and nose against Izuku's cheek. "Thought I lost you, nerd. Thought you left me."
"N-never, Kacchan," Izuku rasped in promise, weakly pulling him back in for another kiss.