// live footage of katsuki trying so hard not to be an asshole

his soul might be a sun. i've never met anyone who had the sun for a soul.

chest pain. dread.

( he doesn’t exactly want to pull away either. this is…oddly peaceful. the silence is comfortable. his head’s mostly quiet for once. )

i have no idea. ( gritting his teeth. he hopes this is just heart palpitations and that is a though he never thought he’d have. )

( raising an eyebrow. he’s concerned. he’s not good at expressing it however. ) you…okay? ( if he knew how to help, he’d try, foreign as that idea may be. )

doubt it. ( if the pain doesn’t subside or at least lessen in a few minutes, then it’s a problem. just gotta grin and bear it for a while. )

ah. ( he does assume that. he has no reason to believe otherwise. he’s avoided looking at footage of the war and nobody’s shown him, so he has no idea what happened. at a loss for what to do here and mentally kicking himself in the head for it. )

“Hah?” Offended, and trying his damn best not to be loud about it. /He/ knows he looks like ass but nobody’s allowed to say it. “You cannot be talking, Half ‘n Half.”

>:(

( he’s hesitant to accept help still. that much is obvious. he’s thinking about it. ) ..okay. ( still gritting his teeth. this fucking hurts and he’s sick of it. )

“Stop then.” He knows it’s true but he doesn’t want to hear it at all. He hasn’t slept in nearly a week and his patience is thinner than ever.

glad i can help. ( chuckle. his gaze lingers on izuku’s hand against his chest, probably a bit longer than is neccessary. looking away as soon as he realizes he’s been staring. ever so slightly flustered. )

// society if i had the energy to rp, i come back for 2 weeks and all but leave again 😭😭😭 college is kicking my ass

( i love you so i mirror you. )

// finally gets a reply through after weeks lets goo