Plan
Wednesday
Katsuki leaves the bathroom in a pair of sweats and walks into the living room where izuku is halfway asleep. “Are you still tired?” he asked and izuku hestitly nodded yes.
“You know you can go back to sleep right?” Katsuki says as he motions for Izuku to follow him to his room.
Katsuki opens his bedroom door and walked in with Izuku tailing him. He wasn't sure if Deku was okay with sharing a bed with him again. But he felt he knew izuku enough to know if he was uncomfortable . Izuku collapsed on the bed and curled up. He looked so small, so broken… Katsuki wasn't a stranger to depression. Hell, that was the main reason he avoided his parents like the plague. Too many bad memories and shit like that. Katsuki lied down in the bed beside izuku and pulled the cover over both of them. “Izuku” katsuki called and deku either ignored him or was out of it again he called his name again.``izuku” this time he looked at katsuki. “Will you promise me you wont hurt yourself if i fall asleep?'' Izuku hesitated for a few seconds to long for katsukis liking. But he knew izuku didn't go back on his word. He had been that way when they were kids. He promised katsuki that he wouldnt give up on him and he really fucking meant it. He did his best to stay with Katsuki even when the bullying started. Through all the shit he put deku through he still remained that starry eyed happy go lucky child. Or so Katsuki thought. He was still partially processing the fact that izuku cut himself. His Izuku, who wouldn't hurt a fly, sliced open his own skin. He shudders at the thought. Izuku was still looking at him, he inched a little closer to him until once again katsuki was basically cuddling izuku. Though if shitty hair said anything about this he’d deny the whole thing. He carefully examined izuku for any signs of discomfort. there was none. Izuku actually looked pretty peaceful.
Izuku mutters something that Katsuki can't make out.” huh? Did you say something nerd?”
Izuku speaks up this time. “I n-need to get some stuff from my house later.” Katsuki nods before replying that they could go after they both got some rest. Katsuki begins to gently run his hands through Izuku's hair again. He's not quite sure why he likes it so much but he finds it comforting and hoped the nerd did too.
Katsuki fell asleep first. Which izuku expected. He'd been practicing stunts all day and apparently his movie had a lot of fighting scenes.
He was tired but couldnt sleep. Not with the voices as loud as they were right now. He wanted to listen to music but he left his phone in the other room. Most of the time they were just whispers other times like someone put a live black metal concert feed in his brain. Izuku shifted slightly in the bed pulling the covers further up on him. He wasn't sure what he was feeling right now. He wanted to die but that was almost everyday. He thinks maybe it's guilt? He has a feeling his suicide will affect katsuki more then he´s wiling to admit. He tries to convince himself that he's just projecting. Its already Thursday, and maybe his brain is trying to talk himself out of it. He shakes his head to clear his thoughts. No he was doing this. Today would be his last full day. He'd leave his note for kachaan and then he'd go. It would be that simple.