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katsuki bakugo isn't weak
there's a lot of things that this war has proved to him and him not being the weakling he thought himself to be was one of them, yet there he was helplessly standing in front of the door of the one guy that has been a running title in his head ever since the moment they met.
he chose to blame it on those senseless nightmares that have tormented him ever since he stepped a foot out of that hospital.
the nightmares followed a clean formula, katsuki standing on top of his corpse, his lifeless body slowly becoming dull, yet that was never the part that wrecked him and turned him to shambles because that part always involved a certain freckled green haired boy being brought to his knees next to bakugo. it'd start with him losing his arms, the ones he never got the chance to hold like he's always dreamt of doing, then shigaraki would appear behind him yet Izuku still cant take his eyes off the limp body in front of him, katsuki tries to scream, to warn him, but there is nothing that the flicker of a soul that's left in his body is able to do except watching those green eyes go wide, his beloved taking a last sharp breath full of agony and pain an-
"kacchan?"
deku's voice immediately snaps him back to reality, his sight instantly softening at the sight of what katsuki would assume a dishevelled mess, that look swiftly changed into one of worry as soon as he took all of the blonde in.
Bakugo didn't know what possessed him at that moment.
he didn't want to be a burden, he knew damn well that the last thing Izuku needed right now is another person to take care of,
yet his body seemed to move unwillingly towards him launching himself on him and pulling him for an embrace resulting the other to let out a yelp in return.
the blonde couldn't even imagine how pathetic he looked right now, but he was in a desperate need to feel Izuku right now, he can busy himself with the embarrassment of Izuku pushing him away next morning like a bitter hangover, though those thoughts fled as soon as Deku yanked him in an even tighter grip, his hand creeping up his back moving in a circular motion soothing him.
katsuki chose to ignore the sudden rush of his blood that roused at the action and busied himself with the boy in his arms as a substitute.
He buried his head deep in the other's neck crook determent to be close to him as humanly possible, Izuku seemed to be having the same idea since he shifted forward in his arms
"was it a nightmare?" he mumbled quietly against him as if he is afraid that even the slightest bit of noise will startle him away.
Bakugo's words were stuck in his throat and was terrified that if he opened his mouth blood will start pouring out so he settled for nodding.
thankfully, and because Izuku was the angel he was, he didn't push him any farther and pulled him gently inside his room without breaking contact, the blonde let him guide him to his bed,
they were now sitting side by side with Deku's arms still in the others grasp refusing to let go. "I'm guessing you dont want to talk about it?"
he said looking up at him, fuck his eyes were full of uncertainty, this was the last thing katsuki wanted yet he couldn't afford letting go from him now, so he let himself be selfish and shook his head.
"that's okay..i have them too, Allmight said it might be PTSD? from the war but I'm not sure" he lets out a weak laugh that sent a pang of resentfulness to his heart, not directed to Izuku but to whoever put them through this shit.
Bakugo uttered the first words since he showed up at the freckled boy's door that night
"why didn't you tell me?"
"about the nightmares?" he nodded.
Izuku stared at him for a good minute lost in his thought then smiled and spoke "I didn't want to bother you, you're going through a lot already and-"
"Am I bothering you right now?"
he cut him off before he goes on a self deprecating tangent , and Midoriya's face turned into a horrified mess "what!? No, no of course not kacchan I.. if anything im glad you chose to come to me." he blurted.
"then what makes you think that it will bother me, idiot?" izuku stayed quiet at that, his throat worked up and down struggling to swallow back his words, and the silence made kacchan's skin itch so he continued "just, knock on my door or something whenever it happens again."
izuku's face beamed with joy at that and it turned katsuki's heart into an aching big goopy mess, he was on the verge of getting up and leaving before he does something he will regret until deku's voice interrupted his plan.
"then lets make a deal, whenever those nightmares occur again we seek eachother."
and for the first time in a while, the tension seemed to slide off bakugo's shoulder, a ghost of a smile emerging on his face as he responded breathily,
"Deal."