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jekacatrina · 2 years
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NECTMH Chapter 10 sneak peek!
Hey, guys, I'm still writing, I promise (I have like 8K so far and I'm halfway through it, I'm going to kill my beta) I can only ask for patience, since work and my health have been wonky, but I'm not leaving this story until I'm done!
Here's a conversation that I liked a lot as an offering!
"He should have let it be, leave Deku to himself but Katsuki wasn’t able to, especially not after he was granted a front stage seat as Shinsou and Monoma tested Chargebolt on the shore, training with the electric whips until they were able to snag drones from the sky with ease, focusing on the maneuvers necessary to control the special weapons instead of the fighting stances.
As the yellow Jaeger moved through the shore, Kaminari occupied his thoughts. What was he feeling right now? He was such a whiny bastard, and Katsuki didn’t struggle to picture how hard he was probably taking it, unlike Sero, who had a cooler head on top of his boney shoulders. Maybe it was okay that they weren’t talking right now. Katsuki wasn’t comforting at all; he probably would have smacked Kaminari on the side of the head for complaining, and maybe said some mean shit about Monoma. It wouldn’t have fixed anything, but it would have gotten a laugh out of Kaminari, and Katsuki would feel less shitty about the situation.
Look at the crap he thought about when he was left to his own devices, with only Deku and a pair of mops as company. Katsuki was sure that trying to get rid of decades of grease and oil in a week would do that to anyone.
“They’re really good,” Deku whispered tentatively. His curls were held back by a red bandana, and the comparison to Shitty Hair’s usual white one was inevitable.
Katsuki grunted to shake off that image and gazed up at the giant screen.
“I guess Shinsou is even more fucked up than I thought, if he can function this well with that asshole,” he smacked the mop on the floor, scrubbling roughly.
“Or maybe there’s more to Monoma than meets the eye,” Deku offered, resting his chubby cheek on the wooden stick of his mop. He talked like someone who hadn't kicked that guy's ass already.
“Sure, you can't see that he’s full of maggots and his heart is a spider nest,” Katsuki said; it was the type of dumb shit that would have made Kaminari giggle.
“And he has rats instead of a brain?” Deku surprised him by playing along.
“A rat, singular. Don’t give him so much credit, fucker.”
Deku laughed, the kind of laugh that scrunched up his nose and wrinkled the corner of his eyes. Katsuki wasn't prepared for that sight; it was simpler to forget that there's had been a time when he was the best at pulling genuine laughs from Deku than accept the reality that he still could.
Katsuki scoffed, berating himself. He had to stop being stupid.
Making Deku laugh was like playing with the safety pin of a grenade; it could only end up blowing up in his face."
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