The Deku That Always Does His Best!

   Friend. He hated that word. Yea, him and Izuku had definitely been friends back in preschool.. but that quickly deteriorated. Even now, the blond didn’t want to be close again to his classmate. He had enough to worry about and didn’t want to look or come off as soft. Keeping people at arms length was much safer.

   “ In your eyes we might be friends. I wouldn’t consider us such. I thought I’d gotten that across with how often I’ve tried beating you into the dirt, Deku. ” he growled, slowly heading in through the gate. “ And nobody needs to know about anything that might be seen as a weakness. I’m not some squishy idiot like you are. ”    At this point there was the faintest hint of a pout inching through the scowl that Katsuki was attempting to keep. His stomach was definitely starting to complain about being empty.

“I know you don’t consider us like that, Kacchan. And it’s fine. I don’t really expect you to. This-” Izuku frowned for a moment, not really sure how to put it. “This is fine. Being able to just, talk and do things like this.” The male did not need a reminder about how often he’d been beaten into the ground - he as aware, thanks, Kacchan.

   “ Do ya really think I give a damn about yer nightmares Deku. ” he growled, rounding the corner as they got to the last block of their morning run. “ And even if I did, I wouldn’t care about the specifics. ” Katsuki had half a mind to blast Deku the rest of the way home with an explosion but he would rather not get in trouble so early in the morning.

Bakugou’s comment snapped Izuku out of the muttering, cheeks lighting up a little bit. “I guess not. Sorry, Kacchan. I was rambling again.” His legs trembled for a moment; loosing their rhythm before picking up the pace again, concentrating as they rounded they corner.

“Well..I mean. Things like this help.” Attempting to not mutter again - now that would definitely set the blond off - he chose the words carefully. “Kinda running right now. It’s...what happens in them isn’t real. Everyone’s fine.” What the green-haired teen was not going to mention was Bakugou was one of the people he’d seen killed last night the most, along with All Might. Iida and Uraraka were among them too; but hell. He’d see them at breakfast shortly, too.

   “ Why tha fuck didn’t ya sleep, damn Deku! ” he snapped, twisting his head only a little to make sure his childhood friend was keeping pace still. “ Were ya hoping to slow me down or somethin’? ” Someone was extra grumpy today. There was the slight possibility that Bakugou also didn’t get much sleep last night.

“Kacchan! It wasn’t like I wanted to stay up all night...” In response to the piercing gaze, Izuku’s legs made sure they were now running side by side. A grumpy Bakugou was not one to be messed with, years of experience proved that. 

Good chance I’ll be moving Izuku to his own blog over the next day or so! I’m enjoying him a lot but finding it difficult to get my head around having him as a sideblog only.