[ Katsuki Bakugo innately struggles with his own feelings in this moment; there is no one else but the two of them in this room. He doesn't need to hide anymore, and yet, the absolved feelings that lay wrenched open in his chest from the day he apologized. Still seems to weigh heavily against him. ]
Yeah. [ The pillow is still engaged on Izuku's face, and he holds it here trying to figure out what to do next - walk away, walk away. Letting the pillow go, it rests fully to shape along Izuku's face, meanwhile Katsuki takes the moment to back away and make space between them so he doesn't get embarrassed about the fact that he was so close to him. ] Everyone's fine, they went to visit family - Sensei is here downstairs, [ A beat, tentatively and awkwardly he asks with a rough voice - ] you good?
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Yeah. [ The pillow is still engaged on Izuku's face, and he holds it here trying to figure out what to do next - walk away, walk away. Letting the pillow go, it rests fully to shape along Izuku's face, meanwhile Katsuki takes the moment to back away and make space between them so he doesn't get embarrassed about the fact that he was so close to him. ] Everyone's fine, they went to visit family - Sensei is here downstairs, [ A beat, tentatively and awkwardly he asks with a rough voice - ] you good?