Friends With the Monster | [BKDK]

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The complaint only made him continue longer, a low growl escaping the nomu as he pressed against the boy. He had always been spiteful, and being reprimanded for something so small in his mind made him want to do it more as if he had a point to prove. Which- wasn't too far from the truth, but aside from the want to make sure people knew Izuku was his.

Regardless, he huffed at the mumble, a few more marks placed before the statement came. Katsuki froze at that, eyes wide as he looked at the other carefully before grumbling and kissing his forehead. Rolling his eyes after, he soon eased up on the marking and curled up around the other, tail wrapping around him as the creature adjusted to lie down. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but he eventually found a way to lie down without the spikes being liable to cause harm. Then, he waited.

And waited.
And waited.
And waited.
It took an absurd amount of time for him to finally fall asleep, and when he did, it was nothing good. He was plagued by nightmares, his dreams leaving him crying as his body trembled before he eventually woke up a few hours later and gave up. After rousing, he sighed and sniffled softly, cautiously wiping his face with a part of his arm that hadn't been ruined. It was a mess. He was a mess. But, he remained in place, letting Izuku rest as he cautiously placed a hand on the back of his head.

[honeybee]

With Kacchan there, Izuku's dreams weren't as harsh. Sure, in his mind, Kacchan was still the boy he's always loved since a little kid, but even now, he knew that, having Katsuki in his life was better than no Katsuki. Life wouldn't be the same without him, and Izuku knew he was going to be fighting hard to make sure the Nomu had some semblance of of normalcy again... even if he was forever changed to look... different.

When he did finally regain consciousness from a long time of lack of sleep, he's in pain and groggy. Looks like all that folding of his body, even despite being flexible, did a number on him. It wasn't a bad pain, though. More like a comfortable soreness. Something like he got after a good workout the day previous but, obviously, with the pain more centered around his middle region. And his mouth tasted weird.

"Mmnn.." Izuku lets out a soft noise as he shifts to stretch a little, but only to turn onto his side and cuddle more into the Nomu. Who... apparently, was awake. So, he looks up at him with a tired little smile, eyes not quite open.

"Good morning, Kacchan." He rasps out, voice full of sleep and rough from the abuse of the Nomu's length down his throat the night previous. "Did you sleep okay?" He asks softly, finally opening his eyes and bringing his hand up to trail his fingers against the other's jawline. Though, when he's reminded of the spikes, his smile falls some and his brows furrow. "... I wish I could make things easier for you.." He mumbles softly, hand cupping his jaw as his thumb gently rubs over his cheek.

[cynnabnnuy]

The stretch caught the blonde's attention, tired eyes turning to look back at the boy as his brows arched slightly. He grunted at the greeting, a low and noncommittal sound coming out in response to the question. Izuku didn't need more to worry about. He'd be fine. He tensed at the touch, grimacing as he pulled away and shrugged, moving to his feet with a slight struggle before moving to grab the notebook and pencil. Items acquired, he sat in front of the other, scrawling out a question large enough for him to read without taking the page, trying to conserve the resources he had.

'Do you need to leave for classes?'

He didn't want to be alone, but it wasn't like he could just join the guy... Plus, he was certain he'd need to "speak" with the commission or a pro about what he knew. It'd be atrocious, but there was no other option if he wanted to get out of the cell they had him in. Pausing, he turned the page back to himself, writing another question hesitantly before turning the page.

'Did those fuckers tell you anything about what they're going to do to me? How they're handling this shit show? Anything that would be of use to me? I don't want to just sit around being clueless.'