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[Auctioning Izuku for a dinner date. It's like auctioning the fuzzy stuffed animal at the carnival: cute and charming and you just wanna squeeze it forever.

(THIS IS WHY HE DOESN'T FUCKING TRUST HIM!! DON'T BITCH AT HIM WHEN YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE!!)]

Order in some sushi.

[He's not fucking bedridden, but the nurse still won't let him get out of bed till morning. On thread of chains.]

[ Too bad Katsuki has a vendetta against fuzzy things -

(They're both untrustworthy!!!! Izuku moreso.) ]

Fancy...but okay. I'll go pick it up. Be back soon, Kacchan.

[Yes. Didn't you see his reaction to Pikachu and Tanuki trying to put those ridiculous fuzzy Christmas things on him?

(MORESO?! FUCK YOU!! HE'S MORE WORSE AT--

... )

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It's practically fast food nowadays, Deku.

Depends where you buy it!

[ But also, he's darting out with the bag. Nyeh. ]

[So much for keeping him in the fucking hospital... Katsuki flops against the bed and closes his eyes. He's tired...

Might take a nap before Izuku gets back.]

[ Yeah, no, he's going to go pick up nice sushi. Because...

...well, because he's an idiot. He didn't realize Katsuki meant call in for delivery because he's eager to please and sometimes hard to direct. ]

[Like steering an over-responsive car. So eager to go go go.

Well, if something happens, he trusts Izuku to handle himself. He's got information on the guy's looks and abilities, so should be fine.]

[ At least he doesn't go near their house? With a mission in mind he tracks down a sushi place they've been to before and picks up the same order they had then, so...

...call it an hour running around. ]

[Sleeping for an hour then. Can't roll over cause of his side. Can't roll onto the other side cause of his arm. Annoying... but he's tired enough it didn't matter.

At least the door opening stirs him out of his slumber.]

[ Izuku's got...more than just food bags, for some reason, but he sets those aside, looking a bit concerned when he notices Katsuki woke up. ]

Ah, sorry - did you want to sleep a bit more?

[Katsuki come to fairly easily, a small catnap good enough for a fair recharge. he sits up and frowns at the other things.]

I know you didn't get that much sushi. The fuck's all this?

I picked up changes of clothes for us.

[ Don't expect fashion, but it's comfortable and at least not a hospital gown? ]

I figured you'd be more comfortable that way.

[Well, he manages to get get one past him without blowing up. So long as he's not wearing a shirt that reads "Bewbs" on it tomorrow or something...]

Better than running around in the bloody crap from before...

[ Nah, he got Katsuki sweats and a sleeveless tank like he frequently wears to train. Figured it would be fine for sleeping and also leaving tomorrow. The sweats might have a logo on the seam? But they're not high fashion...just not absolutely terrible either. Picked up a pack of boxers too just in case Katsuki wanted to change those or wear any.

He got pretty much the same shit for himself, only not sleeveless. He gets cold easier. ]

Yeah, it was pick something up or you go home in hospital gift shop clothes tomorrow...

[Good. He's slept in those clothes plenty of times. tanktops are his preference around the house and such, t-shirts being close second. No bitching about the logo cause really, he doesn't care if they're comfortable and not trash. he's not a haute culture snob when it comes to clothes, even if he does go out like a punk model half the time.

No wonder. You grew up a noodle with no meat on those bones. A spring breeze would freeze you. Nerd.]

Great. Cause I just love wearing the fucking toothpaste green aprons.

[He's kept his pants one cause fuck them for thinking he needs to take those off to treat a side and arm wound.]

Change before we eat then.

[ He sorts through the bags to hand Katsuki his stuff, but won't help him unless asked because he doubts Katsuki wants the help. ]

I'll unpack the food while you do that.

Why do I have to fucking change? I'm sleeping in this damn bed and can't get out of it except to take a piss.

[He can sit up and stretch a little, but supposed to stay put for the rest of the night till morning. Give his body time to heal.]

Oh, um, you don't have to. Just if you want to.

[ Izuku always kind of hated having to be in hospital clothes for long stretches of time, but if Katsuki doesn't mind, he doesn't mind either.

He starts doling out Katsuki's food order. ]

I don't.

[He's only in half hospital clothes. And he's taking the stupid "shirt" off as well. Nurse'll yell at him later, but whatever. He's bandaged and it's not coming off.

Sitting in just his pants and bandages, he takes what Izuku offers him.]

[ He got them drinks, too. Water or bottled tea, whatever Katsuki wants from the selection.

Izuku digs in, having dragged a chair over. ]

[Water's fine, but he'll keep a tea on the side just in case. Probably going to run through both of them because he feels pretty parched.

Chopsticks broken and he goes into the food. Hey, this is pretty good.]

[ It's definitely higher quality stuff, though not insanely so. Izuku got some fruit sushi too because he...likes sweets and gimmicks. ]

[Fruit sushi sounds good. Katsuki's occasionally had it cause it's not the sweetest thing. Still, the things Izuku got for him were good. Spicy. Crunchy.]

[ Izuku definitely stays away from Katsuki's order. He can handle spice - especially since Katsuki cooks for them a lot - but he still naturally prefers things just a step less spicy.

He...didn't eat lunch today, so he's eating a lot, though. ]

[He's held back on the spice when he cooks for the two of them, not forcing Izuku to eat something he'll be sweating tears over. That or he'll make a spicy and a bland version.

Noticing Izuku chowing down, however, Katsuki arches a brow.]

What'd you do, starve yourself for groceries?

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