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RESIDENCE ✦ Bakugou / Midoriya Residence
GEMBOND ✦ Ruby
"Katsuki Bakugo. Make it fast or hang the fuck up."

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[blastedass]

[Who knows. Maybe he did a bad job. They dumped him back in the bath the morning after he fell asleep when he finally got back. Made sure he was all nice and clean before giving him some time to rest. Katsuki's still unable to get that look out of his mind, the exhaustion on Izuku's face and just how damn wretched and empty... If it takes another hair scrub to help it, then another hair scrub it is.

There's no protest to get him to stop and Katsuki works the lather in a few times. Perhaps some of it is also a silent want to touch him, to know he's here and he's not gone and he's not running around getting shot at, attack, blown up, soaked, stalked, hunted, and everything else Izuku had to fucking deal with while he was out there trying to shoulder everything on his own.

Katsuki gets out once they're done, staying close and bundling Izuku in a towel to dry him off. Doesn't actually do the drying, but at least drops a towel around his shoulders to get him started.]

[defendure]

[ Once prompted, Izuku actually does start toweling off. He wants to sleep again, but he's almost too jittery to think it's possible in that weird way you get when you're strung out. He dozed on the ride over because Katsuki caged him in and it felt...safe.

Nudges Katsuki with his foot to Katsuki's, though. ]

You too.

[blastedass]

[Katsuki blinks at the nudge before scowling and grabbing the towel off the hook. Rub rub dry dry. It's not like his hair looks any different wet or dry, and blowing it doesn't make it poof any more than it's already a bombastic spiky poof.

He rubs at his shoulder and arm a few times, lingering a bit on the scar. Sure, he's had it the entire time he's been here, but originally it'd been treated by GemSci. Now it's from home.

Still reminds him of all the reasons and the one reason why he has it...]

[defendure]

I don't think any of my pants will fit you.

[ Might have something left behind by Katsuki at one point though...or, well, the room is right upstairs. But Izuku's reluctant to let him go, for the reverse of the reasons Katsuki's mind keeps slowly catching on things. Izuku's eyes; his own scar; the way they're both way too tired. ]

[blastedass]

I don't need them.

[Katsuki is far too thorough to have left his clothes in Izuku's room. Maybe have left a towel in there once or twice, but that's not really the same thing. While he rationalizes his room is a quick distance away... he's not leaving Izuku either.

So he simply goes to the door with the towel around his waist, checks on Shoto visually from the doorway, and then heads back into Izuku's room.

They're leaving the doors open tonight. Reasons.]

[defendure]

Um...okay. [ Izuku notices the door being left open and won't argue it, but it does make him a little bit antsy. Like he's being watched in that way where no one trusts him and he can't argue it because he deserves that second degree.

He doesn't say so, though. Just eyes his closet and opens it up to sort of stare, confirming his clothes are still there and then...

Not knowing what he wants to do about them. It feels a bit overwhelming. He's been living in his hero costume, and then just whatever got thrown at him after. ]

[blastedass]

[It's not just him. It's also Shoto. Izuku has friends beyond Katsuki and each one of them came after him. Spending however long it took to track him down, exerting whatever words and effort and tactic they could to catch him and bring him back. They care about him and none of them want him to leave them again. Most of them aren't here, but the ones who are, who came, want to protect their friend. So out of respect for that, and because Izuku totally deserves to get watched like a hawk, the door's left open.

It's partially trust, mostly protection.

Katsuki moves over to him and stands beside him to look in the closet with him. It's a lot. Truth of the matter is, he's not come back home since returning either. Hasn't even been to his room yet. (Shoto and Jiro fed their fish.)

He takes Izuku's hand back.]

You can sleep like this if you don't want to pick.

[defendure]

No thank you, Kacchan. I'd rather not... [ He does pull his hand away this time, because he needs it to get dressed. He's not really comfortable enough to sleep without clothes with his door open and other people in the house; actually, he's not sure he wants nakedness to be a thing at all in his room given that. It feels awkward, so he nudges Katsuki away gently. ]

You should go to your room.

[ He's still kind of staring at his clothes. He'll make a decision eventually, he's sure, if he just looks at it long enough. ]

[blastedass]

[Just giving you the option so you don't feel like he's standing here tapping his foot impatiently waiting for you to pick something out of your damn closet. And yeah, this is why Katsuki's still in the towel. It's awkward, but considering they've all taken baths and showers together, including the Big One after getting Izuku back home, he's not too messed up about it.

What matters here most is Izuku's comfort. So... whatever he wants right now.]

You're coming with me if I go.

[Arms folded across his stomach, he barely rocks at Izuku's nudge. There's no way he leaving Izuku alone right now. If they want to go to Kasuki's room, he can pick his own clothes out in a split second and they can return to Izuku's room.

...

Or he'll just reach out, grab a pair of Izuku's sweats, and pull them on. It's not like he's gonna be dragging on some fucking spandex. They're sweats. Might just grip his ankles a bit tighter and higher than Izuku's would.]

[defendure]

[ Izuku eventually just grabs a shirt. Doesn't care which one. Sweats that fit him properly, since they're his.

Then he wanders over to the bay window, choosing to sprawl there instead of his bed, back to the wall and legs stretched out at far as they can, still bent at the knees as he looks out the window. ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki follows him over, wearing the darkest shirt he could see in Izuku's closet. Second darkest, since the first one was a bit snug around the shoulders.

Bay window comes in for the win. And after Katsuki bitching about it all those months ago... What a loser.

He takes a seat on the seat opposite Izuku, resting one ankle between the other boy's to keep the connection between them. The windows are cold from the house being empty for a few days. Snow drifting past the glass, flecking the moonlight and dark skies above.]

Feel better?

[defendure]

[ Izuku pulls back his legs, drawing them to his chest and putting a little space between them. It's a bit of a change, but that feels a little too intimate to him right now. He could have grabbed a blanket, but didn't bother. ]

I'm okay. [ What else does he ever say to that question, though? ] You can use the bed, Kacchan.

[blastedass]

[Katsuki notices the subtle shift, but doesn't comment on it, instead resting one leg on the window seat and the other left to hang off it. He won't try to get that close to him for now. Face to face means hand-holding is awkward, but Izuku might be finicky right now as he tries to get things settled.

So he can choose the pace.]

I'm not tired.

[defendure]

[ He'll...probably be finicky for a while. He's not sure if he's going to sleep or not; might stay awake for a day or so instead until he's too tired to be jittery. He can't really do anything about it so it's not worth giving too much attention to, from his point of view. ]

You look tired.

[blastedass]

[Katsuki's silent at the comment, only rolling his eyes to the side and looking at Izuku across the way. It's strange to see the other hero not wanting physical contact. Especially when he's like this, when any other time he'd be stubbornly clinging to him for some kind of touch.]

I was out in that blizzard too, remember?

[defendure]

[ He was definitely being clingy earlier? But he has his reasons that he probably doesn't intend to share, cheek against the window as he looks out at the snow. ]

Yes. You should get some sleep, Kacchan.

[blastedass]

[Katsuki can only guess at those reasons and he doesn't like his mental guesswork. For a while, he's silent, but then turns to look out the window as well.]

I'm not leaving you alone.

[defendure]

You'd still be in the room.

[ Just not in the window seat with him. Izuku feels like at least one of them should sleep and instinctively wants it to be not him. ]

[blastedass]

I'd rather stay with you.

[There's only two ways he's going to sleep now, and only because the third one would likely end up in a fight (aka: sleeping after you do).]

[defendure]

[ They've unlocked idiot mode: who can stay awake longer? Because Izuku's a stubborn asshole sometimes and he's clearly restless. Clean, at least, and a bit warmer - but his room feels too small or too large or maybe just too overwhelming.

But he's not trying to leave it even if that's the case. ]

I'm not going to leave the room.

[ Isn't sure he's allowed. ]

[blastedass]

[Tired brains do not make good choices, ya know? Katsuki doesn't know what's really bothering the other boy. He thought whatever state he'd find Izuku in would ultimately waste him regardless and easily send him crashing into his familiar bed.

Looks like he's got something else going on.

Katsuki nods at the promise.]

I know.

[Because he's there.]

... is it everything?

[defendure]

Is what? [ The question jars him out of looking outside, mostly because he doesn't immediately get it.

Everything...? ]

[blastedass]

Whatever's keeping you up right now.

[Thoughts, feelings, nightmares, not knowing if this is real or not.]

[defendure]

I'm okay, really.

[ The same worn-out defense he always used when it's about him. He's gotten scolded a lot lately for taking things on his own, and Katsuki himself said the others were there to lean on...but some of it just doesn't seem like things he should share.

Right now, Izuku knows he doesn't matter more than his friends. They look like they're exhausted. So whatever they need to feel better is what they'll do. He chose the window seat so anyone and everyone could see him after surmising that's why the door was deliberately left open. ]

I sort of slept on the way over. [ More a surface level doze, but...same difference. ]

[blastedass]

I'm okay, really.

[Truth be told, if Katsuki wasn't so worn out right now, hearing that damn excuse would've elicited a much angrier response. He's still thinking they're weak and can't handle the burdens he "has" to handle on his own. Or maybe it's just Izuku being exhausted, not thinking much right now, and simply repeating the same autonomous crap he's grown up saying.

That latter one seems the less punchable offense...

Katsuki remains by the window for a while. But after his head dips once, he knows it's only a matter of time. Izuku did "sleep" on the way over.

There's a shift of clothing and the blonde pushes himself up. But a much larger rush of fabric sees him drag the entire top two layers of bedding off Izuku's bed. Without waiting for a protest, he tucks the one around Izuku, wrapping it about his shoulders and body.

The other one Katsuki takes for himself as he drops to his knees in front of his friend and wraps his arms around his waist, locking his hands behind him. If he has anything to say to Izuku, it doesn't make it out of his mouth. Because as soon as he's got his arms around Izuku, Katsuki rests his head on his lap and is out like a light.]