Smile | B.Katsuki

•• Chapter 50 ••

(The ginger trash is back-
Also chapter 50 and still yeh—)

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"No..." He turned to face me. Those ruby eyes which were often lovely filled with every emotion under the sun, were bleak. Fuck. He isn't happy, at all. The fingers wrapped around my hand tightened. I looked slowly at his held hand. The veins of his wrist bulging. He's sad, no. He's scared.

Scared of what though? I don't know what happened between Toto and him but it must've been something serious if Aizawa got involved. I'm guessing some 'little' explosions happened.

Again, I looked at his hand. A smile appearing on my face as I looked up to Katsuki's face once again.
"Katsuki... if you let me go, I won't disappear it's ok..."

Suddenly, his hand retracted. Holy shit, that was fast. My mouth fell open, my eyes open wide once again. Katsuki held the same hand to me, his other tugging at his top. I don't understand. What the fuck happened to make him like this? His eyes were just as wide as my own however, unlike mine they were filled with affection. The red blush acting as evident to that.

"...shit... My mum already ran a bath for you... I-I'll show you where it is..." Hold up. There was one swear word in what he just said, one! Something is up and I'm not ok with it.

Before turning back to walk up the remaining stairs, he gave me the most guilty side glance I've received yet. That says a lot. This isn't right. Like I said before, I've stared at those eyes enough to know the emotions hiding behind them.

His nature did suit his eye colour. With his eyes being red, an emotional colour. They held: anger, passion, love, hate, and ambition and even more. That's probably why I found them so alluring in the first place however, this ain't right. The way he looked at me wasn't right. With heavy bags under his eyes, that emotion fuelled colour was empty.

"Katsuki... are yo-"
"It's this way..."

Ok, Mr 'cutting Y/n's sentence off'. He just ran up the stairs. He just ran up the fucking stairs. Tails called, he wants Sonic back. This day just keeps getting better and better.

With a heavy sigh, I scurried after him crawling up the remaining steps. Fortunately, The bathroom was close to the stairs as I quickly found Katsuki leaning next to a glass door smoked by steam.

I just stared at him. My arms hanging by my sides, my eyes so wide I thought they were about to fall out and weirdly, my mouth not muttering one word. I'm actually speechless for once, weird.

"Don't just stand there idiot... that hag got all your shit ready, you can just go in..." His hands were buried into the pockets of his jeans. Oddly, it was as if he trying to hide himself in the clothes he was wearing. I'm not ok with this. Him being sad or having any negative emotion is a big no-no. Shit you not, Katsuki Bakugou deserves only the best.

"Oi! Y/n!" Oh crap, I got distracted.
"Umm- Sorry! Thanks! And um tell your mum I said thanks too..." Well fucking done Y/n. Now he's going to know you know somethings up with how you're stuttering like a chihuahua in a blender.

Facing downwards, I hurried into the traditional Japanese bathroom. It was similar to my own: beige walls, bath, separate shower and a self cleaning toilet. I know, rich people. As I passed Katsuki, I just looked at him as I walked.