#unsighty

  ❝  HOW CAN YOU TELL ME THAT ? we all thought you were dead ! your mother still thinks your dead , she mourned for you . that doesn’t bother you at all ?!   --   you’re just going to let her believe that ?  ❞  shōto could say more if he wasn’t trying to make a point to someone actively trying to escape him , he also has to consider what it means to izuku anyway . there must be one button working better than others , whichever one he can push right now to get him to stay is exactly the result shōto is looking for . everything he did to search for him wasn’t enough in the end , it was circumstance that brought them back together and shōto loathes himself for it . he has so much lost time to make up for , so many promises to keep . he doesn’t care about the consequences , about izuku possibly using his quirk . whatever the price is , shōto will pay it ten times over . whatever is happening , he won’t stop until he’s figured it out .

          ❝ . . . i don’t have a mother. you’re lying. ❞ izu grits his teeth and clenches his fist at his side. sensei had told him that the heroes would tell him any number of lies to trick him into going with them. sensei also told him that he had no family, save for the league. he had been expecting lies before, but this defies imagination. he would not have thought a self-proclaimed hero would stoop so low. ❝ it’s a shame. i thought you heroes were above things like lying. ❞

     “ hey, todoroki! ”   the red-head greets from the couch, seeing the quietest of the bunch enter the building. he knew todoroki wasn’t extremely talkative but even the way he walked and moved was eerily silent. for someone who was a little too boisterous for their own good, it was different. not bad, just different. kirishima forces himself up from his laying position so he now sat upright, his demeanor shifting from cheery to rather serious. voice has grow low and somber.   “ how’s your dad? after that whole nomu thing? ”

             “   listen up  ,  stay here or die.  got it  ?   ”   an incriminating statement for a to-be hero to say to civilians  ,  but at least he wasn’t fucking sugar-coating it. luckily for the two  ,  support wasn’t far behind.  rushed to the scene  ,  evaluated the few injuries sustained by a couple trapped under a car.  they were free.  free to aide the heroes now that the group was safe.  SHOW  the world they’re capable of this.  bakugou wasted no time   ,  blasting himself off in brilliant sparks  as fast as possible  (  glaf he stored up his energy ).  itching to get in on the action.  ,  one-up this loser with him.  little did he know  ,  his hurried movements would be for naught.

BOOMING.  it wasn’t from bakugou either  ,  no  ,  this was a bone-deep rattle.  as if the very earth itself was exploding.  he stopped  ,  boots skidding against to the ground next to icyhot.   “   what the hell is going on  ,  icyhot  ?   ”   it was too close   ...  the asphalt beneath the teens’ feet was quaking.  the fight couldn’t have gotten this close                      just like that the earth shattered.  dust and debris swallowed the air around them at astonishing winds.  before bakugou could get a thought across the answer to his previous question arose from the ground  ,  like hell itself was cresting.  before the two stood a concrete-clad golem  ;  intimidating  ,  skyscraper like ....  it’s on the attack as quickly as it arose  ,  movements quicker than what bakugou would’ve expected.  nomu-type bullshit ?  but the voice that rattles before them is extraordinarily human and mocking.

  ‘   student heroes  .....   i’ve found you.  i’ve found you !  ooooh  ,  this is just too easy  ...   ’

✩ H E R O 〔 ˈhɪərəʊ 〕 a person who is admired for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.

@unsighty​​ sent:   “There was something on your face, I had to get it off.” yeah he just kissed him too :/

      “   EH ?   ”   he’s thrown off by it at first  ,  brain refusing to compute his actions to words.  bakugou knew damn well he had nothing on his face  (  that it was just a joke  ,  just look at the smug ass expression he’s wearing !  )  but something about it  ...  just doesn’t settle the tightness arising in his chest.   bakugou doesn’t know what to call it  :  that tightness.  however  ,  after a moment he realizes he wasn’t breathing.  breath is caught in his throat  ,  a little pocket that’s suffocating.  shit  ,  he probably looks pathetic.  staring at him like he’d just been uppercutted all because of a stupid remark and faint kiss.  fucking stupid.  he sucks in air through his nose and only then does he realize how his heart races.  thumpthumpthump it throbs in his ears.  he feels like he’s going crazy                   but slowly he’s accepting it’s okay.  he feels like he’s accepting it anyway  ,  he doesn’t feel like he’s going to fly off the walls.