Capítulo 2: Huh...
"Kami... Kami-," Izuku called, his voice shaking.
The blonde groaned and tried to stretch. Denki couldn't unclose his eyes at the moment, but he could hear Izuku. Izuku gripped the bedside handle, his eyes watering as he saw the blonde struggle.
Denki manipulated all the energy he possessed to open his eyes, only to regret it. The lights almost subdued the electric male. Denki groaned and concealed his eyes, his body being too overstimulated at the moment. The blonde was trying to focus on opening his eyes, but his brain wouldn't allow it.
Izuku let go of the bedpost and carest Denki's face, cooing to him. Kaminari leaned into the tender hand on his face, his eyes glistening as they finally opened. Izuku smiled, wiping away the tears drizzling down Kaminari's face.
"Hey, can you see us, precious?"
Denki blinked a few times and nodded. Kaminari outstretched his hand up to Izuku's, pressing his fingers to the greenette's. The two intertwined fingers, their eyes locked on one another.
"I'm pleased you're conscious," Kirishima chimed in.
Eijirou stood behind Izuku, binding his arms around the Izuku, tugging the greenette. Izuku hummed and twisted his neck to allow Kirishima to place his head on Izuku's shoulder. Eijirou did so and nuzzled his way in, enjoying the soft foresty smell of Izuku.
Someone knocked on the door, ruining the lover's moment. Denki leveled his eyes, trying not to be angry with the mystery man or woman that stood behind the door. Kirishima and Izuku sat down in the bedside chairs, trying to look "more normal" than they did formerly.
"Come in," Eijirou called.
A tall, influential brunette entered the room, her rosy perfume filling the boy's noses. Izuku tried not to gag as she walked past. A shorter blonde followed Olivia into the room. She stood elevated but didn't look as intimidating as the other lady. The brunette smiled at the two seated partners trying to wave away any suspicion.
"May we talk with him alone?" The brunette asked.
Izuku sighed and looked up at the odd woman. She seemed pleasant enough, but Izuku's gut told him something was still amiss. He disregarded it and snatched Eijirou's hand. The redhead allowed the small hand into his own, allowing Izuku to haul him from the room.
Izuku pulled Kirishima to the waiting room, his body quivering as he walked. Kirishima merely let the small yet strong man drag him to the desired location.
The pair entered the waiting room. The walls were painted a delicate baby blue with elegant complimentary black furniture. Kirishima released Izuku's hand and went to sit on a narrow double couch. Izuku followed, sitting in the open space.
Neither of them wanted to acknowledge the awkward silence filling the room. Izuku twiddled his thumbs, ever now and again glancing at Eijirou. Kirishima rolled his eyes and winded his arm around Izuku. The greenette smiled and made himself comfortable in the arms of his soulmate.
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"Hi sweetheart, my name is Oliva Benson. I work for the special victims unit, and here with me is Amanda. We're over here to ask you some questions: Is that alright?"
Denki nodded, examining the woman up and down, dysphoria taking over his body, making him tic. Oliva looked over at Amanda to make sure the blonde was ready to take notes.
Oliva began asking questions, allowing Denki time to process and reply. The brunette was much kinda than any other woman besides his sister that he had ever met.
"I'm so sorry you had to undergo that, Denki. We will try our hardest to put them away for doing this to you," Oliva said as she stood and wiped off her skirt.
"It's alright, it's not your fault. Bless you, Olivia."
"No problem Denki. I'll see you soon."
The detectives left, leaving Kaminari in the dank hospital room by himself. That blonde rolled onto his side, snuggling his face into his arm as best he could.
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Amanda knocked on the door frame before entering the enclosed visiting space. Eijirou nonetheless secured his arm placed around Izuku's waist, with Izuku cuddling into his chest.
The two lovers immediately separated. Izuku looked up at the detective like a deer in headlights. Amanda smirked to herself and entered the room.
The detective sat in front of the lovers, looking over the questions she had prepared. The two answered as best they could, both anxious to go and see their other mate once more.
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Izuku was panting and sweating a bit, his green eyes sparkling from the slight adrenaline rush. Kirishima came running in after him, grabbing Izuku by the waist, holding him secure.
"Stop running around like that we're in a hospital," Kirishima whispered, his breath lingering on Izuku's ear.
Izuku shivered as he ran his hands over Kirishima's arms," Okay, can I go lay with Kaminari now?"
Kirishima released Izuku and, he walked over to the bed and proceeded to cuddle up next to Kaminari again.
"Hi Izuku," Kaminari laughed, letting Izuku under his arm.
"Hmh," he folded his arms and made a sour face.
Kaminari tried to hold in his laugh, but it didn't work. He started laughing. Kaminari tried to regain composure.
"Kami," Izuku whined, shoving him a little.
"Sorry. Sorry, you just looked really adorable."
"Mhm."
Kirishima after, getting some water came to join his mates.
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A nurse came in to check on Kaminari in the middle of the night, checking his vitals. Izuku rolled in his sleep and whined. His dream probably isn't pleasant.
Izuku squeezed Kaminari's hand and pulled it. Kaminari squeezed his hand back to see if Izuku was awake. He wasn't. He was having a nightmare.
Kaminari wrapped his arm around Izuku and pulled his body closer to his. Kaminari tried to spoon him, but it wasn't working. Kirishima was, laying the other way and, this bed was tiny as fuck. I think I woke him up.
Kirishima woke up and turned over, wrapping his arm under Kaminari's, pulling his body closer. It was admirable, but Izuku was still upset. Kaminari wanted to know, but at the same time, he didn't want to wake Izuku. He looked at peace and in pain at the same time.
I wonder what's happening.
Izuku groaned and moved closer to Kaminari again. Kaminari didn't like seeing Izuku like this, neither did Kirishima; he growled quietly in Kaminari's ear.
"Eji, shh," Kaminari whispered.
"Sorry, Denki, I'm just worried."
"It's okay, me too."
"Denki..."
"Yeah?"
"I love you and Izuku. And I always will."
"Me too... Ejirou... Can you make a promise to me?"
"Yeah."
"Never leave me, especially in a time of need, please," Kaminari was practically crying.
"Denki, look at me." Kirishima stopped spooning Denki, giving him the space to move Kaminari looked into Ejirou's eyes. "I will never leave you. Do you hear me? I can't say for Izuku but, I will never leave you."
Kirishima slowly reaches his hand up to Kaminari's face, letting his thumb run over Denki's cheek. Kaminari let his face fill Kirishima's hands. A tear rolling down his cheek.
"Okay, okay," Kaminari whispered out.
Kaminari reached his hand up to meet Kirishima's, his eyes glistening softly from the sudden moonlight shining through the window. Kaminari intertwined his fingers over and through Kirishima's, seemingly holding his breath. The stillness of the room became apparent to the two who were lost in their own world.
Izuku was calm... Way to calm. Kaminari squeezed Kirishima's hand while shivering. A sudden fear fell over the two as they looked over Izuku's lifeless body. Kaminari released one of Kirishima's hands, reaching for Izuku.
His skin was cold, ice cold. His lips were parted and partially blue, as well as some of his skin. Izuku's breathing was staggered. Alarms were making their way through his mate's heads. Tears once again trickled down Kaminari's face.
'No. No. Please, Izuku you, can't do this to me. No, no.' Kaminari was putting himself into a panic attack as Kirishima tried to calm him. Kirishima took the liberty of calling in a nurse as he held Kaminari.
Two nurses rushed in pulling, Izuku out of bed, much to Kaminari's disgust. Kaminari whined as his mate became unreachable.
A low growl flew past his lips.
'Who the fuck said you could touch him.' Kirishima rubbed his face in the crane of Kaminari's neck. The small show of affection calmed Kaminari slightly. His thoughts slowed, and his body relaxed.
His eyes slowly fluttered closed as the dream world took over.
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