Izuku is ill. He has been for the past year. The cause is still unknown but the disease was slowly consuming him. There was a notable drop in his weight, his skin has become sickly pale and the bags under his eyes grew deeper.
He basically feels like a corpse, mostly bed bound and just staring outside the hospital window.
Still, he had always been a positive person. Inko raised him like that. So even when the situation wasn't the best, he still had some things to be thankful for.
One is Kacchan.
Katsuki has been his husband of seven years and his best friend for even longer than that.
He was there when Izuku could barely pronounce a word properly, was excited alongside him when the limited edition All Might chips came out. He was the greenette's rock when he bawled his
eyes out when he found out that he wasn't straight, and ultimately became the primary reason why he was able to accept and even embrace that side of him. The blonde was his first crush, first kiss, first boyfriend-- his first everything.
They promised to experience life together
and face everything head on. They even sealed this promise within a week of it becoming legal for them to be wed in Japan, with Katsuki proposing as soon as he bought the right ring.
Izuku thought that their love was favoured by the gods for this unexpected twist to transpire.
But the events of the previous year proved that it may have been the calm before the storm.
They were very excited to finally build the family that they have been dreaming of for years. Looking into all the options on how they'd be able to welcome an additional member into
their humble party of two. They figured that maybe adoption would be the best way so they eagerly looked into it. And by the time the sun rose, they were already packed and ready to meet their potential child in the list of agencies.
It was supposed to be a happy occassion but
the next thing Izuku knew, their car was flipped and he was slowly losing consciousness by the roadside. He could hear Katsuki screaming his name over and over but the ringing in his ears was getting unbearable.
His lids felt heavy. There was no use in fighting it so he didn't.
TBC (just quick)
I'm sorry to do this but I gotta run an unexpected errand real quick, I'll get back to this in an hour or two. In the meantime please take a breather with me. I'm actually so upset while writing this asdhfj. No I'm not a masochist 🙃
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Okay so I'm very sorry but that tired me out so much and it's past my usual sleeping time. I think I gotta postpone this. In the meantime, I need help in deciding the turn of events. I'll be back as soon as I can!
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Continuation 🥲
Writing this physically, emotionally and spiritually hurts me but I really am not in a good mood so I will continue with this 🙃🙃🙃
Also, very inaccurate medical explanations ahead. No research involved.
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When Izuku came to, he barely had the energy to open his eyes. His throat was parched and his head was throbbing. There were also multiple tubes attached to him that were restricting him from reaching out to his husband who he belatedly realized was asleep and bent uncomfortably
beside his bed.
"K-Kacchan...?" he was able to croak out, which was able to draw his light sleeper husband from his fitful sleep.
"Izuku..?" the blonde asks, blearily rubbing the vestiges of his nap from his eyes before they snapped wide open and he immediately pressed the
button to call for assistance.
The reunion was tearful, with both parties holding onto each other as tightly as they could, well, as much as Izuku's frail body and Katsuki's broken arm could allow.
"You were out for a week and I was so scared, Izuku,” the blonde explained while
clinging to the smaller male, clutching the soft material of his hospital gown and burying his face in his curls.
"I'm here, Kacchan," the greenette reassured with a tired smile, "I'll always be here."
After the waterworks subsided, Izuku asked what Katsuki had been up to while
he was out in a week-long coma.
"Of course I just stayed here, you nerd. I'll be getting physical therapy for a couple of months anyway starting tomorrow so you can't make me leave," Katsuki resolutely says while looking straight into expressive pools of jade.
"I love you, Zu."
"I love you too, Kacchan."
Honestly, the pair didn't expect their stay in the hospital to be so long. While Katsuki was showing significant improvement in his arm's mobility, Izuku is just getting worse.
Initially they had thought that the accident's stress on his body would
subside eventually but his health was steadily declining. It's been four months already and the doctors are still having a hard time pinpointing the cause.
"Maybe the stress from the crash triggered something in your body," was the hypothesis so far.
This scared them both.
Regardless, Katsuki stayed staunchly alongside Izuku throughout the process like they've promised all those years ago.
By the fifth month, the doctor has given medication to Izuku that caused fluctuations in his moods. Sometimes he'd be too sensitive and cry about the smallest
things and sometimes he'd be unreasonably stubborn and refuse to take his medicine.
This frustrated Katsuki to no end as he couldn't handle seeing his husband in this state.
"Izuku! Stop acting like a brat and take the goddamn medicine!"
"Kacchan, you're hurting me!" Izuku
cries out prompting his husband to let go of the tight grip he absentmindedly had on the greenette's wrist.
The distraught male rubbed his reddening skin and let out a sob. He couldn't believe Kacchan raised his voice at him like that.
"Izuk-"
"Please just go for today..."
Upon hearing the tearful plea, the blonde reluctantly picked up his jacket and left. It was time for his physical therapy session anyway. Hopefully, it would cool him a little.
Camie had been an amazing therapist. The brunette was very clear with her instructions and had become
his shoulder to cry on in the absence of his and Izuku's busy friends.
Admittedly, Katsuki thinks that the woman was too...touchy? But he figured that that's what physical therapy entails so he never really minded it much.
"Trouble in paradise again?" the woman teased while
massaging the knot on the patient's shoulder. Katsuki winces a little as it had been dislocated during the crash, but it doesn't feel like he'll throw up from the pain anymore so that's good.
"I.. I'm just worried for Izuku, you know? What if he -ah, shit it hurts- gets worse?"
Katsuki's brows were furrowed as Camie instructed him to lie down after removing the triangular bandage that supported his mostly healed arm.
"He's refusing to take his medicine again and I'm scared for him, you know? I know he's struggling but it's getting tiring for me too,"
the blonde admitted.
Camie hums in acknowledgement.
"Let's focus on this exercise first. It'll make you feel good," she says while letting her hands linger along the muscular arm before locking their fingers together.
"May I?" the brunette inquired, her tone borderline
suggestive but Katsuki was too preoccupied with how good the beginnings of the stretch felt that he failed to notice how compromising their position had become. With Camie assisting the laid down blonde in raising his arm and hovering over him.
At some point, she also situated
herself on top of the massage table, both of her thighs on either side of her patient.
Katsuki watched in stunned silence as Camie lowered her gaze to meet his and slowly perched herself on top of his crotch.
"W-what are you doing?" Katsuki asks, still frozen in his place.
The brunette feigned innocence, keeping her torso flush against Katsuki's as she supported his injured hand up in a stretch.
"What do you mean? It's part of the routine," she says calmly, counting to ten and shaking her hips a little before withdrawing herself entirely. With the
increasing panic in those red eyes, she knew that Katsuki couldn't handle what she's willing to offer yet.
Next time, surely.
She does feel victorious when she sees the obvious tent in those loose pants.
She thought it was a lost cause. It's only a matter of time after all.
Warning: #nsfw, masturbation ahead, not sure but I think this counts as physical cheating already so... #cheating (just to be sure)
Katsuki quickly dismisses himself, bolting to the nearest restroom with his heart thundering against his chest.
He makes quick work of his belt and takes the hardened length into his fist. He groans as soon as he makes contact with heated skin. It has been months after all.
He couldn't think straight as he feels the phantom touches.
The constant groping on his shoulders and back, the breathy whispers against his ear, the feeling of the swell of Camie's ample chest against him, and the delicious friction and hefty weight on his clothed member.
He had been so deprived of touch, all rational thought escaped him for a moment.
Katsuki was too preoccupied with fisting his cock over and over again and trying to minimize the volume of his grunts in his stall that he failed to register the sound of the restroom door opening.
"Shit..Fuck, Camie..." the blonde silently screamed as thick ropes of cum dirtied the tiled walls.
After coming down from his high, the blonde immediately feels shame wash over his entire being. He tucked himself in.
Fuck. He just touched himself to the thought of someone else.
In the weeks after that, Katsuki could barely look at Izuku in the eye which worried his husband to no end. There was a growing pit in the greenette's stomach that this whole situation was slowly straining their marriage to an irreparable stage.
While Katsuki remained sweet and actually became more caring every time they end up fighting, Izuku could sense that there was something troubling his husband's mind. He could tell from the distant look he'd sometimes get or the forced smile that would be directed to him after he
spaces out.
And he was right. Katsuki was definitely having a dilemma. After his shameful act, he tried to keep his distance from Camie. He'd tense up whenever the woman unnecessarily touches him and would try to put Izuku at the forefront of his mind.
But the woman was just so good at what she does that sometimes all of his own self control flies out the window.
Don't get him wrong, he still loves Izuku. There is no one in this world who can ever take the other man's place in his heart. But he also isn't blind.
Camie was very objectively attractive. Sometimes he'd catch himself staring at her pouty lips when she's talking or he'd shiver whenever they make contact against the shell of his ear while he's being instructed. Not to mention, she had a body that could very easily be the object
of any man's wet dreams. And he'd be lying if he said that it was Izuku's frail form that occupies his mind whenever he'd relieve himself.
Katsuki isn't dumb. He's aware that the woman was really testing the boundaries of how much he would let her get away with.
And while Katsuki wanted to nip this at the bud as early as possible, he wouldn't want to get rid of the only person that willingly listens and supports him during these hard times with Izuku.
Camie had been that steadying force during tumultuous times and this made Katsuki
slowly look forward to their scheduled meetups. Sometimes it excites him more than looking after Izuku.
While seeing Izuku every time gives him profound relief and an inexplicable happiness like it always did. In especially stressful days when he feels the rift between them,
Camie was there to make him feel a thrum of excitement and the woman was ready to offer a shoulder to cry on. Not to mention, she was able to give him relief in a physical sense too. While Katsuki didn't engage in anything sexual with the woman, sometimes his resolve cracks and
he'd either allow her to be as touchy as she wants or he would postpone his guilt and find release to the thought of her not so subtle ministrations.
He figured that this is definitely a temporary fix. Once Izuku is back to health and they get back to their active lifestyles
he really doesn't intend to think of anyone else during times of intimacy. Things will go back to normal after this entire fiasco, he just knows it. Especially with Izuku finally showing signs of improvement in his health. Him and Izuku will have a peaceful married life again.
But not today, it seems.
It has been almost a year into their stay and they had their fair share of disputes before but the one they had a while ago was more devastating than usual.
He couldn't remember how it started this time but somehow their conversation shifted into talking about the differences in their immediate future that they had in mind.
"Kacchan, the doctors has already identified the cause of my illness. He said that it'll only be a matter of
time now before I get back into condition so we can go back to looking into expanding our family!" Izuku said surprisingly chirpy, his eyes into crescents and his cheeks finally getting some of its colour back.
While Katsuki would have swooned at the sight and immediately agreed
to that statement months before, his conversations with Camie had him thinking of the implications of what the past year says about their whole relationship. He figured that they might not be ready and they should probably work on rekindling the relationship between them too.
So he voices out so.
It was a shit storm from there and by the end of the explosive exchange, Izuku was bawling his eyes out and Katsuki had been breathing heavily.
Not being able to stand the image of his husband crying, he quickly walked out to vent his feelings to the person
who he knew would be there.
There was a certain glint in the woman's eyes today. While Katsuki was busy seething and letting out his frustrations to her, Camie had been slowly inching her way towards him, sensually unbuttoning her top and ruffling her hair a little.
By the time Katsuki had become aware of what she was doing, she was already raising her fitted skirt, playing with the lace of her undergarments before slowly sliding it down her legs.
Katsuki's rant dies down on his tongue at the sight.
He did cling into the little hope that Camie wouldn't take things to this level but now there's no denying it.
"What the hell are you-"
He was immediately hushed by a manicured finger as she looked at him with darkened eyes and she claimed his lap like she owned it.
Camie was getting desperate. This was the last week of Katsuki's sessions and she figured now that things seemed to be beyond repair for the two, she'd go in for the kill.
The thought of successfully seducing the married blonde aroused her so much, causing wetness to pool
between her legs and onto the male's pants. She grinds her waist down, burying her face on the side of his neck and giggling before looking back at his handsome face.
Not even Katsuki's mortified look would stop her now. Before the blonde has half the mind to push her off, Camie had pulled him by the front of his shirt and devoured his lips. He was stock still and unresponsive, but the woman went at it still like she was on a mission.
When Katsuki finally snapped out of it, he knew what he had to do.
Fully intending to shake her off, the blonde raised his hand between their chests to create some distance but a familiar whimper snapped his attention away from the ministrations.
"K-Kacchan..?"
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This one was the one that dictated the flow of this update mostly
😭😭😭: Would've sticked to very sad. More tame on Katsuki's cheating.
🥲🙃🥲: Is the frustrating route that makes u rip ur hair off. More cheating involved (WINNER)
Last poll for this. Just wanna know what ending y'all want but I'm not gonna follow the results for this one. Just wanted to see how many people I'll frustrate or not AHAHHAHA
Finally, I will be resting a little.
Lately, I haven't been in the best state of mind and I really wanna work on that. While I'll be lurking here and probably reading, I might not be able to update as soon as I want!
Let's see! I don't think this changes much. Just a heads up!
For those who want to start this, here's the link...
No. Even if they've crossed the line of friendship multiple times, him and Katsuki weren't dating. The various dates that the blonde so openly parades infront of him made that obvious.
But they had a rule.
An unspoken one but respected each and every time. They only shared heats and ruts with one another.
Without fail, the blonde would come knocking on his door, his musky scent more pungent than usual and pupils blown and darkened. Every single time, they surrender their bodies to
each other. An exclusivity that Izuku so foolishly held onto. A dire miscalculation that he chose to blow out of proportion. Because he thought this meant he was special to Katsuki.
His ears were currently ringing, the booming bass of the party at its peak making it worse. But
Katsuki lost all hope of being with Izuku when both of them presented as alphas at 14.
They meet again ten years later at a seedy bar and he had to double take.
Izuku was very obviously enjoying acting like some dumb omega whore on some filthy alphas lap.
It wasn't unheard of. There were alphas out there who enjoyed going against their nature. Opting to be thrown around, dominated and used. Only finding pleasure in the touch of someone much /stronger/.
He gives the familiar male a once over, carmine eyes appraisingly roaming over
Izuku's sinewy body. He looks strong. But Katsuki was stronger.
That little detail sent a jolt of excitement through him. A first. He never felt this way for someone of the same second gender.
He'd only ever gone out with those soft delicate omegas that he could easily break in
Izuku couldn't help but stare. Kacchan was still so devastatingly handsome after all these years, and his traitorous heart never stopped beating for him.
Especially when they're like this.
With the inebriated blonde casually pulling Izuku into his arms.
Izuku tried so hard to stay away. He really did, but it seems like the drunk blonde's inclination to monopolize his childhood friend was something he never grew out of.
"Deku," Katsuki slurred out, nuzzling into the juncture of Izuku's neck and shoulder. The greenette tries to
pull away subtly, hands still affectionately carding through the surprisingly soft spikes of his best friend's hair.
He lets out a soft hum, his quiet way of asking Katsuki to continue.
"You know I love you, right?" the drunk male says like it's the most casual thing in the
As Shoto's best friend, Izuku had the privilege to hang out in the Todoroki household and Enji becomes increasingly endeared by him that, by the end of the year, he's buying little snacks Izuku likes for whenever he comes over plus a pair of bunny slippers.
Plus if he gives a /tiny/ push for Shoto and Izuku to fall in love (because he wants the Midoriya cuteness to infiltrate his bloodline) and he "accidentally" sets up candle lit dinners and lock them in the pantry room. But they really are just friends so he sulks until Izuku
promises to adopt a dog with Shoto and now that dog is the most spoiled animal in the world and Izuku is in their house 50% more.
Izuku grows fond of Enji too, even crying to Shoto one day about him finally experiencing what having a dad feels like as they cuddle to sleep.