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His eyes cracked open, revealing emerald eyes. He groaned loudly when he tried to raise his head from the ground and a splitting headache rushed to his head, pain spreading. Izuku tried to use his head hand to rub his head only to find his arms were tied together behind him and his mouth was covered with some cloth. The greenette tugged his arms apart in a weak attempt to free his arms.
Where am I?
When the headache he had become somewhat bearable, he pushed himself off of the ground –groaning once more from the headache left on his head. Big emerald orbs roamed the dimly lit room. The only light bulb in the room was flickering. On one side of the room there was water dripping from the ceiling, parts of the wall were cracked, there were bugs and mice running around.
A table and two chairs –on opposite ends of the table- was in the room other than him.
Why didn’t they just put me on a chair?
Why was he here? The last thing he remembers he was with Katsuki on a stroll on the streets. It’s been a while since they could get out since his father rarely lets him out unless its work –then again he goes out without permission in the first place, but that isn’t important.
Who in the right mind will capture him?
Soon the only door in the room swung open with a loud slam. The loud sound making the greenette flinch on his place, his head still throbbing.
God.
Did they hit them on the head or something?
Green orbs zeroed in to the person –or rather people- that came in, their eyes zeroing to the greenette still on the floor.
A sneer came to the pale blue guy –isn’t that Shigaraki Tomura?- in front of the group that came.
“To think that, that man’s kid was so easy to kidnap like this.” Shigaraki said. “Wonder why it took too long for our men to take you.”
Izuku glared at them as Shigaraki sat on one of the chairs facing Izuku while the other two –Dabi and Toga, Izuku recognized- pulled him off of the ground –in a very uncomfortable way with the way Toga had that weird, creepy smile on her face- and placed him on the other chair right across from Shigaraki.
“What do you want from me?” Izuku asked, his voice shaking as he spoke.
Shigaraki just smirked, putting his feet on the table. His chapped mouth opened, but before he could speak a sound of a chicken singing to the Mission Impossible’s theme song was heard throughout the room. The sound making Shigaraki flinch and flush from his place, cussing under his breath as he fished out his phone in his pocket.
Is that his ringtone?
Izuku glanced behind him where the other two were standing. The greenette saw them trying to stifle their laughter, their shoulders were shaking as they tried. And… are those tears in their eyes?
“You finally called babysitter.” Shigaraki said, putting the phone on speaker then placing it on the table to put his hands on the back of his head. Obviously, trying to forget what has just happened.
“Who are you fucking calling a damn babysitter, asshole?!” A familiar voice screamed from the phone. If only Izuku can cover his ears he would’ve done so from the beginning. “Give him back.” Katsuki said onto the phone moments after, sounding much calmer but still commanding.
Shigaraki hummed, acting like he’s thinking in a sarcastic manner. “How about~” He drawled. “No.” He said.
“I’m giving you a chance, asshole. It’s for your own good.” Katsuki insisted.
“Or what, babysitter?” Shigaraki taunted. “Is that so called mafia family of yours coming after us?” Confidence was in his tone. The chapped mouth man probably thought the mafia can’t do anything if there any chances Izuku will be hurt.
Katsuki didn’t answer immediately, neither him or Shigaraki talked actually. After a beat of silence.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Katsuki said. “Hey Deku.” Katsuki said, The greenette grunted through the cloth on his mouth to let the blond know he was listening. “I’ll be waiting for you, dipshit.” Katsuki said then proceeded to hang up the phone.
~~~
Katsuki stood next to the car parked at the dock, his face was lit up by the light of his phone as he played some game dunce face has downloaded on his phone without his knowledge. It was already eight something and Izuku still isn’t here yet.
He knows he shouldn’t worry. Knowing the nerd, he probably has this shit down already,
The next thing he knows he felt a gun pointed at him at the back of his head, he could smell the scent of fire and burnt clothes.
Now, usually he would either do a roundhouse kick or grab the fuckers hand behind him and break his arm or at the very least his arm. But this time he just let out a small chuckle as he turned around. His red eyes boring into familiar green ones.
A pure smile was on his face, a face that’s could possibly be able to fool everyone he’s the sweetest, purest, most innocent thing on earth. No one knows the things he has done, what he can do, and what he could do.
“Finally you’re here, stupid nerd.” Katsuki said as Izuku lowered his gun and putting his hands on his back. The greenette’s shirt was burned and bloodied from reasons Katsuki can only imagine since he wasn’t there. “Took you awhile, almost went home without you.”
“I took my time.” Izuku shrugged, sounding indifferent. “And I know you will never do that.”
“I thought of it.”
“You didn’t and I know it.” Izuku said confidently. “Anyway, let’s go home.” Izuku said as he rounded the car to the other side and got in, sitting on the passenger seat at the front while Katsuki sat at the driver’s seat.
“We’ll be busy for the next few days.” Izuku said leaning on his hand as Katsuki started up the car.
Katsuki didn’t need to look at the greenette to see the small smile and mischievous green eyes he had as they went back home.
(via Dear Diary)
- " Har Shakhs Hai Khuda Banne Me Masroof..
Aur Ye Tamasha Bhi Khuda Dekh Raha Hai 🥀
Boat-shaped fabric mask
30/03/2020 Quarantine day 14 法國封城第十四日 [En] I have worked 3 days for these masks. Wish all friends who receive them could be safe and healthy.
[Tg] Uī tsia--ê tshuì-am, bô-îng sann kang. Hi-bāng siu tio̍h ê pîng-iú lóng pîng-an.
[Hf] Vuī liá-teu chòi-am-er, mô-hân sam ngit. Hi-mōng shiu tó kài phên-jiu tū phîn-on.
[文] 忙碌三日為口罩，願君收得平安到。
05/04/2020
Confinement total jour 20
Huat-kok hong-siânn tē jī-tsa̍p kang
Fap-kuet fung-shâng thī ngī-shı̍p ngit
法國封城第二十日
Azuma bag
Azuma pòo-tē-á
Azuma pù-thōi-er
日本東（吾妻）袋
あづま袋
19/04/2020
Quarantine day 34
Huat-kok hong-siânn tē sann-tsa̍p-sì kang
Fap-kuet fung-shâng thī sam-shı̍p-sì ngit
法國封城第三十四日
Mandala
Bān-tô-lô
Mān-thû-lô
曼荼羅
26/04/2020
Quarantine day 41
Huat-kok hong-siânn tē sì-tsa̍p-it kang
Fap-kuet fung-shâng thī sì-shı̍p-jit ngit
法國封城第四十一日
Mandala
Bān-tô-lô
Mān-thû-lô
曼荼羅