It made the lines around her eyes dance playfully. Inko-san smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. His heart monitor blipped a steady rhythm, but Katsuki still felt for the pressure point in Deku’s wrist to be sure. The little shit grinned at him in a drug-addled stupor. “Textbook” said the surgeon, but he was a pompous prick so Katsuki waited until Deku actually woke up to make his judgments. No one, no one, had a stronger heart than Midoriya Izuku. He learned later that Deku’s heart was broken, shaping the word “congenital” in his mouth until it made no sense. Fueling his worry and making his fussing a neurotic thing. He was floppy like a dead fish, face blue and eyes half open. Someone called an ambulance, and a man in a black shirt strapped Deku to a board and took him away. He screamed and their parents came running. Deku fell facedown on the carpet, and when he didn’t get up, Katsuki panicked. The first time Deku had an attack, they were in Katsuki’s room playing heroes. It made Katsuki hit the bullies twice as hard. He just smiled and told him it wasn’t worth it, tears and snot running down his face. When the other kids picked on Deku for being Quirkless, Katsuki punched their noses flat and blew them up. It was an awful thing to be, and Katsuki felt guilty, but Deku’s heart was no good for Heroics he could barely be outside for more than an hour because his circulation was so bad. When they were four, and Katsuki got his Quirk and Deku didn’t, Katsuki was actually relieved. There was never time when Katsuki was and Deku wasn’t. Katsuki and Deku’s moms had them at practically the same time, so even though they weren’t technically brothers, they were close. Growing up with a best friend who’s sick is a challenge not easily described. Sweat gathered in Katsuki’s palms, and he very carefully wiped them dry before going to sit with Inko-san in the waiting room. Whisked away by skilled hands to have his fucking chest cut open. “I know, you damn nerd.” He said back.Īnd then Deku was gone. Deku tugged him down and leaned in to his space. They wheeled him into the hall and Katsuki didn’t let go of his hand until they were outside the double doors of the surgical suite. “Literally.” That earned him a chuckle from the room. “Okay, team, let’s do this thing.” Deku’s Doc said cheerfully. As if there was anywhere else he would fucking be right now. She shot Katsuki a grateful look, which made his face heat up in embarrassment. Inko smiled tearfully and kissed her son on the forehead. Kacchan even skipped school to hang out with me.” He never balked in the face of potentially life-changing medical procedures - bravery the likes of which Katsuki could only dream of. And he was, which was the annoying thing. Oh baby how’re you doing?”ĭeku smiled his heartbreaker smile and patted her hand. No matter how many times they did this it always felt like the first time to Katsuki.ĭeku’s Doc was looking over his chart one last time when Inko-san burst into the room, hair in disarray. Katsuki strode over and took it, giving his fingers a squeeze. When they were done, Deku looked to him and silently held out his hand. Katsuki was relegated to the corner of the room, awkwardly watching them check Deku head to toe and fit him for surgical scrubs. The scrub team arrived and started their prep. Meanwhile Katsuki’s own apprehension tickled his lungs. Calmness radiated off him like he was the fucking Buddha. “Alright, Izuku, we’re ready for you.” He smiled reassuringly, as if Deku needed it. Katsuki never bothered to learn his name, so he referred to him as such in any and every situation. He couldn’t eat anything before surgery, so in his head Katsuki was planning a brunch to end all brunches following what was to be the most perfectly performed open heart surgery in the history of medicine.ĭeku’s Doc eventually came in. It was hard to be absolutely terrified when the subject of your terror was gloating about his Tetris score and sipping water from an All Might thermos. ‘Fuck off you fuck.’ It’s beautiful.”ĭespite himself, Katsuki felt the anxiety leech from his bones. “I think you mean I’m demolishing your high score on my fucking phone.” “No you’re not, you’re playing Tetris on your fucking phone!” Get out of here with that fine shit, Deku-” Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 9873 Chapters: 4/? Comments: 63 Kudos: 827 Bookmarks: 232 Hits: 6117 Izuku has a bad heart but also a really good one.I'm all about that queer platonic bakudeku y'all.Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might.
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