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#BKDK [ Endgame ] | QL!AU | #katsudeku #KatsukiBakugo #IzukuMidoriya
- Piece of Me -

{...} = communication between soulmates (internalized/in their minds)

Thank you to the wonderful @bkdkmess for this amazing prompt! I hope I do it justice
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https://twitter.com/bkdkmess/status/1554587548416151554

Izuku had a soulmate.

Ever since he'd learned what soulmates were and what they could mean, he'd eagerly awaited his 18th birthday. Years seemed to pass by at a snail's pace.

School dragged on and on, but Izuku was diligent. He wanted to make sure he had good grades so that he could get a good job and prove to his soulmate that he was 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩.

So Izuku worked hard. He studied for every test, turned in every assignment. He did extracurriculars and worked a part time job to save up for college or maybe even an apartment to share with the one who was meant for him.

He did his best to look attractive and dress well. He ate well and exercised. Izuku's friends took notice, teasing him good naturedly about how devoted Izuku was to someone he hadn't even met yet.

𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳.

Some of his friends even hoped that they were his destined one, but as the youngest in their group, Izuku's friends started pairing off with their soulmates one by one until Izuku was the last one left alone.

It was bittersweet, knowing that none of his friends were his destined soulmate, but Izuku didn't lose hope.

So when he finally found the one that was meant for him. When he finally saw him and heard his voice in his mind, the words spoken to him, which he'd hoped would be full of love and affection, were only filled with derision and spite.

{𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘥, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵}

Izuku had run after him, but it'd been too late. The blond was lost in the crowd and Izuku was left with a shattered heart.

He'd begged his soulmate to come back, to give him a 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, but it was futile, all Izuku was left with was silence.

For days Izuku could hardly muster the strength to get out of bed. His friends tried to call him, come visit him, but Izuku ignored their calls and had his mother send his friends away.

His 18th birthday, what should have been one of the happiest days of his life, turned out to be one of the worst.

For a long time Izuku didn't even try to reach out, what was the point? But then, like with his mumbling, he found himself speaking through his soul-link, telling his non-existent soulmate about his day, his happy moments and sad ones.

It was something akin to venting, or writing in a journal. He'd just talk and talk, hardly caring if his soulmate heard him or not because what was the point? It just became second nature to him…

{𝘐 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.}

{𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬. 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦…𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.}

{𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬! 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥! 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.}

{𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘯 5𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘠𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘰𝘯.}

Everyday Izuku would share a little bit of his life with his soulmate, never receiving a reply to any of his words. It hurt, the silence…He wondered if something had happened to the blond haired, red eyed man he'd seen on his 18th birthday.

There was no way of knowing, but if he was still around, he would have told Izuku to shut up by now…right?

Regardless of whether his soulmate could hear him or not, habits were hard to break and so Izuku kept talking to his soulmate, never expecting him to answer.

{𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯…}

{𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘢 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦.

𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮.}

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{𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 21𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦…

𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺.}

Time slipped by, like sand through an hourglass. By the time Izuku hit 23, he felt beaten down.

While his work life was thriving - he got the promotions he was promised, saved up a good amount of money and was living comfortably - his personal life had seen better days.

It was hard being around his friends and their soulmates. All of them were getting married or having kids, buying houses and hosting BBQs and baby showers.

Being the only one without his soulmate was too heartbreaking. He was happy for his friends but it hurt too much, seeing what he could never have.

Izuku joined a couple of dating websites that catered to individuals who didn't have soulmates for one reason or another; rejection, death, etc. But he didn't really connect with anyone he met.

There had been one guy who'd seemed like the perfect match - they'd messaged and spoken on the phone but when their first date came around he canceled at the last minute.

It was discouraging.

{𝘙𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦! 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦…𝘞𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵.

𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵…𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩…𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.}

As time went on, it became harder and harder to be optimistic and soon Izuku's health, both physical and mental, began to suffer.
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𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺. Katsuki tried to ignore it but it was hard when there was a voice speaking directly into your mind. Literally.

At first, he hated it. He hated every single word the nerd whispered into his ear. His voice grated on his nerves and he talked about the stupidest sh*t! Katsuki would blast heavy metal rock music in order to drown him out. And it worked. Mostly.

But as time went on, Katsuki came to expect the nerd’s little daily updates.

He told him about his graduation and how he’d made valedictorian. HA! Such a nerd! But he was a little impressed too, it took a lot of dedication to get the top grades.

He told him about his friends cheering him up. Katsuki didn't have to be the valedictorian of his HS in order to figure out why the nerd was upset. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. It certainly wasn’t ‘normal’. His friends wouldn't stop bugging him about it.

“How could you reject your soulmate, Bro?! They are LITERALLY the one for you!” Kirishima just wouldn't let it go.

“F*cking drop it, Shity Hair!”

“No, he’s right! Literally everyone is destined to be with their soulmate, so why are you fighting it, Kats?!” Racoon eyes was being extra pushy about it and he couldn't understand why.

“It’s none of your damn business!”

It wasn't anyone’s business. He didn't give a f*ck what they thought! He didn't…But regardless, they kept hounding him about his soulmate, who’s name he didn't even know. No matter how much the Nerd said to him, he’d never actually told him his name.

But Katsuki knew that he liked getting his face licked by puppies and that Katsudon was his favorite food, and that he’d gone to school for finance, but he didn't know his name.

Not that he wanted to.

But regardless of what he wanted, the Nerd never failed to talk to him each and every day. Katsuki was careful not to communicate through their soul-link. He didn't want to encourage the Nerd to contact him any more than he was, so he kept his mouth shut, so to speak.

And as time went on, the Nerd started to feel like more than just the voice inside his head. He was…more like a friend, or a conscience Katsuki didn’t know he needed. Listening to the Nerd’s accomplishments made him want to be better.

His soulmate had graduated with honors and gone to college to earn a degree in finance.

But where was Katsuki? Working as a bartender and part-time bouncer at some shity club that he hated. The money was good, but he didn’t feel like he was accomplishing anything with his life.

Not to mention random hook-ups were not as enjoyable since he’d found his soulmate. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘦𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘥-𝘧*𝘤𝘬. Talk about getting cockblocked!

So Katsuki reevaluated his life. He decided to go back to school and get his degree in business. He’d always wanted to have his own company so a degree in business - even if it was from a community college - seemed like a good place to start.

His friends asked him why he did it, but like with everything that pertained to his soulmate he refused to answer truthfully.

“I can’t be a bartender forever!” He’d growled when they’d asked him for the hundredth time why he’d decided to go back to school. “So just shut up about it already!”

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His friends were supportive of the change and helped him study when they could. It was nice, having their encouragement.

Part of him wished he could tell the Nerd about it, but that was a slippery slope and he wasn't about to let himself fall.

So Katsuki just let the Nerd do the talking.

The nerd graduated from college, again with honors, and got his degree in finance…

He took a trip to Europe and toured around a bit, enjoying the sights before dedicating himself to his job search…

He got the job he wanted…

Then he got the promotion he was aiming for…

But then he started frequenting a dating website.

Katsuki, despite rejecting his soulmate, didn't like that news one bit. Yeah it’d been five years since he’d rejected the Nerd but even still, he didn't like the idea of his soulmate being with someone else.

He was a hypocrite, he knew it, but he didn't f*cking care.

It shouldn't have mattered to him who Izuku dated. He’d rejected the green-haired, green-eyed cutie. Katsuki didn't have time for him! Yet here he was, spending his Friday night scouring website after website looking for any trace of his soulmate.

So he started scouring the local sites, working to find his nerd and whomever he was going to go on a date with. It took weeks, but finally he found his profile.

𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢.

His smiling face stared back at him through the computer screen, mocking him. The nerd, Izuku, looked so damn happy without him!

Looking over his profile, he saw a few messages on his wall from Rody Soul, who was obviously the guy Izuku had described to him a few days ago.

𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺.

The guy looked even nerdier than Izuku.

Yet, Izuku was clearly very excited to go out with this guy. According to him, he was going to go all out to impress him.

{𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴…}

Katsuki didn’t have the right to feel upset hearing those words but he was.

So he’d called in a few favors and gotten the little brunette to see reason. It was underhanded and dastardly, but Katsuki did not give a f*ck.

{𝘙𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦! 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦…𝘞𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵.

𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵…𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩…𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.}

He should have felt guilty for ruining Izuku’s date.

He didn’t.

Katsuki knew he was a real asshole but he didn’t care.

But after the ruined date, Izuku’s updates became…shorter. He was clearly unhappy and Katsuki knew that it was because he was disappointed in the lost opportunity with Rody.

Despite his soulmate’s sadness, Katsuki still didn’t answer Izuku.

But then one day, about a week after the canceled date, Izuku didn’t give him his daily update.

Then another day passed without a word.

And another.

Where the f*ck was he?! Why wasn’t he talking to him?!

He was actually worried about the nerd and he didn't like this feeling. In five years Izuku hadn’t missed one day. Not. One. Day.

Something had to be terribly wrong.

So despite his better judgment, despite what he’d said, Katsuki did the one thing he swore he wouldn't do again after that day at the corner mart.

{𝘕𝘦𝘳𝘥? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?} He growled through the soul-link, wanting an immediate reply. He expected Izuku to immediately start talking, to give him some excuse about why he’d been so busy.

Maybe that big project was underway. Maybe he was working over time…

What Katsuki didn’t expect was to have a virtual heart attack.

{𝘕𝘯𝘯𝘯𝘯𝘯…?} The sound of that groan sent off warning bells in his head. He f*cking sounded like he was dying!

{𝘕𝘦𝘳𝘥…?}

Nothing.

{𝘕𝘌𝘙𝘋…?!}

Silence.

{𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶?! 𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦! 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨?!}

{𝘏..𝘏𝘦..𝘭𝘱…𝘮𝘦…} Izuku’s voice, even through their soul-link was weak.

{𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶? 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦!} Even as he spoke, he was grabbing his car keys, wallet and phone, ready to run out the door and rush to wherever Izuku lived so he could help him.

{280…2𝘯𝘥…𝘴𝘵𝘳..𝘦𝘦𝘵…𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵…1..5..1…}

{𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶?! 𝘐𝘡𝘜𝘒𝘜?!} Katsuki was met with nothing but silence and panic filled him. Running out the door of his apartment he bolted down the stairwells of his apartment building, too impatient to wait for the elevator.

By the time he got in his car and raced to 280 2nd street, his adrenaline was high. Drifting into the parking lot of the apartment complex, he took up three spots with his car. He knew it would piss more than a few people off but he didn't give a damn.

Taking the stairs again, he raced from floor to floor, checking the unit numbers until he came to 151.

Pounding on the door, he waited for any sign that Izuku was inside before he tried the handle. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯.

He didn't know if that was a good sign or a bad one but he didn't question it as he ran into the spacious apartment.

“Izuku?!” The living room was empty, and the kitchen too. Heading for the hallway, he checked various rooms - guest room, empty, office, empty, bathroom, empty.

The last room had to be the master bedroom.

- Tweet Limit -

Bursting into the room, he was met with the sight of Izuku in bed, the sheets tousled and tangled around his legs, his arms laid out at his sides. At first glance, it looked like Izuku was just sleeping, but the closer he got the more he realized how far from the truth that was.

Izuku’s soft curls were damp with sweat and plastered to his face and neck. His face, neck and chest were flushed red and his body was covered in a sheen of sweat. Izuku’s face was set in a pained grimace and a light whimper left him as his body twitched for some unknown reason.

“F*ck.” Reaching out, Katsuki gently placed the back of his hand to Izuku’s forehead only to draw away with a hiss. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘨𝘨!

Katsuki didn't hesitate to pull out his phone and call an ambulance. He didn’t know what Izuku’s exact temperature was but he knew it was dangerously high. With reassurances that the ambulance was on the way, Katsuki drew Izuku into his arms.

“I got you…They’re coming, Izuku, hold on.”
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#BKDK [ Endgame ] | QL!AU | Soulmate AU

CW: Cursing

//…// = flashback
{...} = communication via soul link
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𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.

It'd been four fucking hours since they'd come into the hospital and he was still out in the waiting room wondering what the hell had happened.

The moment they'd arrived, Izuku had been taken into the emergency room and Katsuki had been left to stand out in the waiting area.

//"Are you his soulmate?" The nurse had asked, giving him a critical look.

"Yes, but we're not bonded."

The look of judgment on the woman's eyes had sent a cold shiver down his spine.

“Then you’ll have to wait here until a family member comes for him.”//

Unbonded soulmates were rare. People were usually very happy to find their soulmate and create that bond. It wasn't always a romantic one - sometimes it was just friendship or mutual affection - but in rare cases a person could be rejected.

Like how Katsuki had rejected Izuku.

It was painful, being rejected. Knowing that your soulmate didn't want you. People who rejected their soulmate were looked down upon, so the nurse’s critical look of disapproval wasn’t surprising.

But even still, he'd found Izuku, he'd called the ambulance, he'd held him close and given him comfort while they waited for the paramedics.

But since he wasn't a bonded soulmate, he didn't have a right to see Izuku unless the other asked for him or one of Izuku's relatives gave him permission.

As of right now, he didn’t know if Izuku’s family had been contacted, but if they hadn’t then he could be sitting out here until the other was discharged and who knows how long that could be.

Izuku looked really sick…

Given that he’d been rushed into the ICU by the responding paramedics he could only guess that whatever ailment he had was serious.

Which made Katsuki wonder; what would have happened to Izuku if he hadn't reached out through their link and gone to check on him?

Would Izuku have died?

The idea of losing Izuku…it made Katsuki’s heart clench, his throat tighten and his eyes sting with tears.

He didn't want to lose Izuku.

He knew that wasn’t fair.

He knew that he was a complete and total asshole for what he’d done and how he’d treated Izuku since his rejection - outright ignoring him, even when all Izuku wanted was friendship - but he had his reasons.

Regardless, Katsuki hoped that Izuku didn’t die. He didn’t deserve that. Izuku was a good guy and he had a lot to live for.

And…he wanted to at least have the chance to apologize for his behavior.

If he’d get the chance.

Seated in an uncomfortable chair that had seen better days, Katsuki leaned forward and pressed the points of his elbows against his knees. Hands covering his face, he prayed that Izuku was alright. And he did the only thing he could do…

{...𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶…? 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦…?}

He waited eagerly for any word, a whimper, a curse, anything, but three was no reply.

{𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.}

He’d already made the necessary calls to his job, his friends and his professors. He’d told them that his soulmate was in the hospital and that he didn’t know for how long but that he wouldn’t be returning to work or classes until he was sure Izuku was alright.

If he was alright.

No! He couldn't think like that!

Izuku was going to be fine! He just…had a bad case of the flu or something. Whatever it was, he was in the hospital now, surrounded by doctors and nurses who’d take good care of him.

Izuku would be fine.

But hours began to slip by. One by one, bit by bit the day chipped away into night, people coming and going from the waiting room, some relieved, some anguished with the news they’d been given.

All the while Katsuki sat there, head in his hands, gently rocking back and forth, he did what Izuku had done everyday for years.

He spoke to him.

{𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰…𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩.-

-𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥.}

The moment he laid eyes on Izuku, Katsuki had wanted to believe in soulmates. He’d wanted to give in to the temptation and accept the green haired boy into his life. But he’d sworn to himself that he wouldn’t, not after what he’d seen his mother go through.

So despite the look of hope, happiness and dare he say love, that he saw in Izuku’s beautiful eyes that day, he’d forced himself to reject him and leave him far behind.

Izuku ran after him. He’d called out to him through their link but Katsuki had shut him out. Or at least he’d tried. Izuku’s daily updates and his sincerity had slowly deteriorated his walls and opened him up to things he’d long denied himself.

-Tweet Limit-

{𝘠𝘰𝘶…𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦…𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.}

Izuku was too good for him. Anyone could see it, but Katsuki knew it for a fact.

Valedictorian. College graduate with honors. Corporate businessman. His accomplishments were admirable and well earned. Izuku worked hard and it paid off.

But it wasn't just his work ethic that made him a better man. He was empathetic, generous, kind and considerate. Not to mention he was one of the most beautiful people he’d ever seen. Some would call him biased, being his soulmate, but Katsuki knew better.

His hair, his eyes, his smile. Those freckles! Not to mention his body…Katsuki had only held him for a short time but he'd felt his toned muscles. Izuku kept in shape and he could appreciate that as someone who frequented the gym regularly too.

However, even if Izuku was overweight and curvaceous, Katsuki still would have found him attractive - because Izuku was a good person inside and out and that shone through no matter what he looked like. It just so happened that Izuku was blessed with beauty and brains.

{𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘰, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪-𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵-

-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥.}

He wasn't thinking about his future, all he cared about was getting drunk, finding a hook-up and having fun. His friends - at least some of them - went to college and bettered themselves, but not Katsuki.

Not until he started listening to Izuku.

{𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥! 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵-

-𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘐’𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶-𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶…𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦-

-𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.}

Sitting back against the chair, Katsuki tipped his head back until he tapped the wall, a heavy sigh escaping him. Could Izuku hear him? Did he care? It didn’t matter, because Katsuki needed to get this off of his chest.

{𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐’𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘐’𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘜𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵-

-𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘫𝘰𝘣, 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. 𝘚𝘦𝘦, 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐-

𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘐-

𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.-

𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. 𝘔𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥…𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵.}

Katsuki wasn’t stupid, but he’d never been particularly motivated to do well in school. So he’d remained an average student, turning in his assignments and taking the tests, scraping by on average grades and graduating on time but without honors or anything fancy like Izuku had.

But going to school now, taking classes that he chose, classes that interested him. Well, it was a different experience. Katsuki was enjoying himself. He was striving to learn more. He studied hard and he put the effort in and slowly but surely it was paying off.

All because Izuku told him about his day. All because Izuku’d refused to give up on him.

{𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘭𝘶𝘣, 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯-

𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘵’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶.}

Yes, Katsuki was working hard towards his goal, but he never would have started if it wasn’t for Izuku. Realizing something, he let out a little chuff and shook his head. Throat tight, Katsuki swallowed past the lump and blinked away the stinging in his eyes.

{𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶…? 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰? 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵…𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?}

He’d never thought of it that way. Everyone he knew fell in love with their soulmate and started a romantic relationship with them that inevitably led to marriage, babies and a white picket fence.

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Katsuki had never imagined himself with that kind of a life. Kids, house, fence, dog. Nope. That wasn’t him. But not all couples were like that right? They didn’t have to do all that stuff.

His parents didn’t.

No, they’d…tried it and it hadn’t ended well for them.

His parents relationship was one of those soulmate bonds that should have been platonic but wasn’t. With society putting expectations and pressure on soulmates to marry and have kids, his parents, despite not feeling a deep and true love for one another, had folded under the-

pressure and did what was ‘expected’ of them to please a society that didn’t give a fuck about what they wanted.

It wasn't like they were going to get a reward for following along. Nope. They got married, had him and then things just fell apart.

His father had an affair and abandoned them, leaving his mother to raise him alone while his father did whatever the fuck he’d run off to do with his new wife.

His mother, bitter over the affair and everything that was ‘wrong’ with her life, inadvertently placed the blame on Katsuki, even though he was just a byproduct of his parents' failed relationship.

Growing up like that, being told you were a mistake, unwanted by both parents and left to his own devices, well…it made him a bitter man. And it reaffirmed one thing. Soulmates were bad news.

He’d vowed from a very early age that he’d never accept his soulmate no matter what. He didn't give a damn about social expectations so he wouldn't give in.

But he hadn’t expected Izuku to be so…wonderful. Sweet, caring and thoughtful.

He knew that he needed to reevaluate his life and his world view.

Izuku wasn’t like his father.

Izuku didn’t seem like the type of person who would string him along and then stab him in the back.

No, Izuku…he seemed like the real deal.

The type of soulmate that people wrote about in books and prayed they were given.

Katsuki had been given the perfect soulmate, a partner to love him and lift him up. Someone who deserved to be given that same love and support in turn.

Katsuki had been given a gift.

And he’d fucked it up.

He’d rejected his soulmate.

And now…all he wanted to do was know that Izuku was okay. He wanted to sit by his bedside and hold his hand. He wanted to talk to him and apologize, explain why he’d rejected him and beg for another chance.

But he didn’t deserve that.

{𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯.-

𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶…𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦.}

Thinking back on all the things he’d done these last few weeks - finding Izuku’s dating profile, tracking him down, sabotaging his date - Katsuki felt a wave of guilt wash over him. What if he didn’t get a chance to apologize for that? He wanted to make it right!

Taking out his phone, he opened his messaging app and sent off a couple of texts before pocketing the device again. It wasn't much, but it was a start…

{𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.}

Releasing a heavy sigh, he closed his eyes and prayed, yet again, that he’d be allowed to see Izuku.

He didn’t know what he’d done to have his wish granted but a few minutes later a nurse stepped into the waiting room. “Is there anyone here waiting to see Izuku Midoriya?”

Katsuki’s heart jumped up into his throat. He tried to respond but only a low croak left his lips. Clearing his throat, Katsuki raised his hand to get the nurse’s attention.

Was there something wrong? Was Izuku okay?!

Getting up out of his chair he approached her, a spike of anxiety shooting through him. “I-Is he okay?”

The nurse gave him a sympathetic look and nodded. “Yes, he’s alright.”

Katsuki could have collapsed right then in there. The amount of relief he felt was so substantial that it was the equivalent of having 500+ pounds lifted off his chest.

“Thank goodness…” His eyes stung with tears. It was fucking embarrassing but he didn't care. Covering his face, Katsuki swallowed hard and scrubbed his face with his hands.

Then she said the last thing he’d expected to hear.

“He’s awake and he’d like to see you.”

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