EMPTY

LONG INTRO

[ ANGST ]

Ever since Izuku has lost One For All, he's been feeling extra empty, lonely; emotions all over the place.. having random outbursts for no reason whatsoever.

And one night, he was laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. No emotion on his face - all blank. He just wanted someone to talk to. Someone who understood him.

Kacchan..

Izuku leaned over to his bedside table, stretching his arm as he grabbed his nearly dead phone. He pressed on Katsuki's number, and it dialed.

The beeping noise was deafening and was certainly not helping.

Then, a voice.

"Izuku, what the hell are you calling me for? It's.. It's fucking four in the morning for Christ's sake." A grumpy, tired voice muttered, obviously not liking his beauty sleep being "rudely" interrupted.

"Hi Kacchan. Sorry yes I-.. I couldn't sleep - sorry." The green haired boy mumbled out, then sighed; putting a hand through his hair, he began talking again.. "I've tried everything but I just cant-.. Kacchan? You still there?"

A quiet hum could be heard, then some rustling.

"Can you just talk to me? Anything.. doesn't matter what.. just for a bit.. at least." Izuku spoke softly, bringing his phone up to his ear, trying to collect his scattered thoughts.

"What?" Katsuki scoffed and grunted, sitting up. "What's going on with you?"

...

"Please Kacchan.." A small voice squeaked.