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Katsuki saw a knife and was locked into a trance.. he picked it up and started cutting, over and over and over. Till he was bleeding, Till he heard a knock on the door, it broke him out of the trance. He immediately dropped the knife, panicked and said “one minute!” Then he quickly hid the knife, and put on a jacket. Then he opened the door, a little shocked to see Izuku standing there.
“What do you want?” Katsuki says, trying his best to hide the waver in his voice.
Izuku noticed.
“just wanted to make sure you're okay”
Izuku said, knowing that look in kacchan’s eyes meant he wasn't.
“I'm fine” the blonde says through gritted teeth
“No, you're not, you know it's okay to need help, right?” Izuku asks questioningly
Katsuki stares for a second in response then–
“I don't need your stupid help!” Katsuki yells, gripping his arm harder in the process and wincing. When had he even put it there?
“Kacchan! What happened?” Izuku yelps, reaching out to katsuki’s arm but stopping before he touched him
“Nothing, I'm fine” katsuki says a little too quickly, moving back slightly
Blood seeps through the jacket
“kacchan, your bleeding?!” that's not nothing at all Izuku thinks worrying deeply for his explosive friend
“it’s fine, I'll deal with it” katsuki says biting through the pain
“if you say so, just know I'm always here to help, you can always talk to me” Izuku says much calmer than he feels
“Okay” katsuki says, softer than he intended
“by the way Dinner will be done soon”
“Bye” take care, I love you! Izuku wants to say, wishing the blonde wouldn't get mad if he said it out loud, and that he had the courage to actually say it, but, that probably wouldn’t be the best way to confess.. So he lets it go.
“Bye” katsuki says softly
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After the door shut, Katsuki rolled up his sleeve and looked at his arm. It wasn't terrible but it wasn't great either, and now he has to wash his jacket which is a pain.
So, he takes off his jacket and grabs a first aid kit from under his bed, taking the bandages and wrapping them around his arm, covering the cuts. Then he throws on a new jacket, grabs the one with blood on it (hiding the blood in how he held it), and heads out.
He sprays some hydrogen peroxide on the bloody sleeve, luckily since it didn't bleed through too bad and was fresh it came out pretty easily. Then he sprays it with some stain stick and throws it in the wash along with some other dirty clothes he grabbed before he left.
After that he heads down for dinner.
Dinner goes well, no one asks about the jacket or anything. Though Izuku did keep glancing at him with a worried expression.
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Izuku was worried as hell wondering what the heck happened to Kacchan's arm and why he looked the way he did when Izuku got there. He seemed slightly panicked and out of it, and that concerned Izuku a lot. He had never seen Kacchan so out of it, so panicked. His voice wavered just enough that Izuku noticed, he seemed slightly off balance, and he was obviously in pain.
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