Random Prompt

Random Prompt

His grandfather always told him people who can read minds were real. Said he had a friend once that had that ability, unfortunately they lost contact with each other after his friend moved over seas.

 Katsuki used to believe in it as well, mesmerized with the fact people can do that. Something about reading minds sounded so cool, sometimes he wished to have one even for just one day it would be fine, just to have a feel of what it feels like to have that ability.

 Then years came by.

 In those years, he thought that reading minds invaded privacy, -knowing what’s on other people’s mind, know what they are thinking, daydreaming, saying in their heads- and Katsuki absolutely didn’t want anyone invading his privacy, his thoughts. Made him pissed off that someone is out there who can read his mind.

 He doesn’t like it.

 And luckily he hasn’t met anyone with that ability. Good. No one will be able to tell what’s on his mind.

 Now the blond is currently sat in class –way, back but not too far where he can’t hear the professor anymore,  most of the class were in front and on top of that most of them are chatting, Katsuki knows it would be annoying if he sat near those guys-, his elbow propped up on the desk as his head was on his palm, bored as heck to the lesson the professor was giving.

 Not that he needed to listen anyway, he’s been doing a lot of advance studying and reading ever since he started college –and even though he’s a sophomore that won’t change anytime soon.

  Red orbs, drifted from the professor below, to a familiar mop of green curly hair a few rows before him. From where Katsuki sat and from where the greenette sat, Katsuki is able to see a part of his face. And boy was enough to make his heart race. Not that he’ll admit that.

 Freckled cheeks that looked like the night sky littered with stars, big round eyes that had beautiful emerald orbs in them (are those real jewels? They have to be right?) eyes focused at the task at hand. At times he went down to write notes on his notebook before looking at the professor again. Plump, rosy, lips looks so pretty if they were stretched into a smile. It was Katsuki’s favorite smile to be honest. And no one will be able to object about that one. Not only was the greenette cute as fuck but on top of that he must be the nicest person on the entire world! And he’s so sweet and polite too. Especially when he acts all shy with the faint blush on his cheeks? Who wouldn’t fall for him honestly?

 His name was Izuku MIdoriya, one of the top students (Katsuki got pissed and impressed at the same time, one time when the greenette got a higher score than him actually had extra points as well) and a fulltime scholar of the school as well.

 Katsuki sighed. Damn did he want that guy.

 He felt a nudge to his side, and he knows who it is. The blond turned his head, a frown already on his face.

 “What the fuck you want Ei?” he asks in a low tone, not wanting the professor to notice them talking, with a growl.

 “Dude, you’re staring at him again?”

 Katsuki flinched slightly, not realizing that he was staring at Izuku. To him it felt like time just stops when he sees Izuku.

 “I am not staring at him.” Katsuki said.

 Eijiro rolled his eyes with a scoff. “Sure keep telling yourself that. You ain’t fooling me bro.”

 Katsuki glared at his friend, normally people would be scared of it right away and walk away or stay away, but since Eijiro got used to it since the blond doesn’t look so scary to him.

 “Anyway, good thing Izuku isn’t one of those mind readers you told me about last time. Cause oh boy that would be so weird if he constantly hears you daydreaming about him.” Eijiro laughed.

 Katsuki scoffed pushing away Eijiro as he rolled his eyes.

 Seriously though…

 If izuku was someone who can read minds then could that explain the nerd being so shy around him? and can’t meet his eye? Or not, cause he’s like that to almost everybody that isn’t in his group of friends.

 Also that reminds him, for two years has Katsuki not checked if anyone iin his class is an esper. He got too caught up in his studies that he forgot to check.

 Well, isn’t this the perfect time to check.

 He was bored anyway.

 So Katsuki does what he always do to find mind readers.

 Scream in his head.

 Katsuki screamed at the top of his inside voice with a random word or something, doesn’t really matter really.

 His eyes scanned the room looking if anyone was reacting weird, no one moved acting normally kept on chatting quietly.

 Everyone was acting normally.

 Well, everyone except one flinching when he heard(?) Katsuki scream in his mind covering his ears, slouching slightly shaking his head.

 What the fuck?

 [END]

Aaand scene!

Katsuki continued to just stare at the man sitting across from him and another person -an  agent from the government- as he and the detective talked about some things about the recent case Katsuki was also a part of.

At least that’s what Katsuki knows that they are talking about.

His mind blocked everything out ever since the man across from him came in the room.

It was definitely out of his expectations.

He never even thought about this ever happening in his entire life time.

Deku is now in front of him again after who knows how long has it been.

It’s almost been a decade he thinks. The pro hero has never seen or heard from the greenette ever since middle school. Sure, their mothers are still good friends and Inko gets to have dinner with them from time to time but, not once has Izuku been with her.

Katsuki’s own mother told hiim not to bring Izuku up in any of their conversations -not that he wanted to talk about him anyway (way out of character in his mind and he is definitely not concerned by the nerd at all, yup, not at all).

He thought it was weird at first. Hell, it was weird through out everything. But he couldn’t take his mind of it.

Guess he knows why now.

Midoriya Izuku now sits across from him, a tired look on his face -a very tired look. Bloodshot eyes and dark bags under his eyes. Complexion pale as a ghost. A small scar -most probably from a blade- rested on the left side of his jaw. Even from where Katsuki was sitting, the blond could smell the faint scent of alcohol coming from the greenette. 

He drinks? What the hell has he been doing? 

Izuku even wore piercings in his ear and when he opened his mouth, Katsuki see another one resting on the tip of his mouth.

Does his mother approve of that? Katsuki doesn’t think so.

All through out the meeting Katsuki sat there in silence not knowing what to do, what to say, all he could do at the moment was think about whatever was right in front of him now was a dream or not.

The pro hero came to when it ended and Izuku stood to leave -same with the agent, but as of now Katsuki doesn’t care about him.

“Mind if you leave us for a second.”Katsuki spoke up finally to the agent without taking his gaze off of Izuku.

The agent was about to say something but Izuku cut him off. “What if I mind?” Izuku asked, brows furrowing slightly.

“Come on, Izuku, don’t give me that attitude.” Katsuki growled.

Izuku rolled his eyes. “You’re saying that as if you didn’t give me a shitty attitude when we were children.”

Okay.

There’s no way Katsuki could deny that one.

Katsuki pursed his lips together, clenched teeth underneath, trying hard not to lash out. He can do that now.... one way or another. At least he doesn’t just instantly screams at people now.

“It’s just a talk, what’s so wrong about it?” Katsuki asked.

“You of all people want to “talk?” Izuku raised an eyebrow.  “Never thought that’s a phrase that’ll come out of your mouth.”

“Deku...” Katsuki growled lowly, his patience nearing its end. As the air of the room started to get heavy the agent thought it was best for him to leave the room silently -mostly because hhe doesn’t want to be in the blond’s range if he did started to blowing things up.

He values his life and well being very much.

“Aaand there’s that old nickname, thought it was weird you started using my name over there. Thought something possessed you or something.” Izuku said with a sarcastic tone.

A vein popped in Katsuki head, expression changing to a full scowl. 

I think you’re the one possessed.

“What the hell happened to you?” The blond asked, preferring to just get things in track rather than start to scream and start punching something.

Izuku’s expression darkened, eyes narrowin dark green boring into red.

“Why do you care?” Izuku said lowly.

“Is that a problem too?”

“Yes, cause you never cared about anything else other than yourself.” Izuku answered, hardly even thinking about it before he said it. “Much less if it’s me.” He added.

Fuck.

That was a hard blow.

But he changed. Katsuki is better than he was back at middle school, actually if he could he wants to go back to that time and take all the things he did back, to apologize, to make things better.

And maybe -just maybe- things wouldd be different right now. Maybe Izuku won’t turn out like this. Maybe Izuku would be doing better. Maybe Katsuki and Izuku would be in better terms. Maybe they would have been good friends until now.

That wouldn’t happen.

The bridge is already destroyed to bits, it won’t be fixed anymore.

“Deku...” Katsuki called out softly, his feeling was shifted from anger to regret.

“Katsuki...” He called back, the same low, angered tone in his voice. 

The two remained styaed there, in complate silence just looking at each other, Izuku’s eyes looking directly at Katsuki’s eyes, looking if he’ll say anything else.

Izuku sighed then standing from his seat. “You don’t have to know jack shit about me, isn’t worth shit anyway even to me. And please, you don’t have to talk to me during this whole shit. Just carry on with your life, don’t mind a shitty extra like me.” He said before turning around to head to the door.

Katsuki stood immediately. “Deku, wait.”

And Izuku was out the door without a word.

Damn it.

[sorry about this. just wanted to do this scene even though i don’t have a good plot to put it in i just have to get this out of my system. don’t mind this shit.]

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