~Third Person P.O.V~ 

*Edited*

It was happening again. He knew it was just a dream...but god damn- it felt so real. Like it was happening all over again. All the sounds still sounded so fresh, the smells on the tip of his nostrils. The voices...as clear as day in his ears.

He couldn't move, frozen in place.

God...he was scared- he couldn't let them see that though. They didn't get to see him scared- no one had the privilege.

'Wake up!'

The fogged man drew closer, a blonde female holding a knife following behind him.

'Damn it wake up!'

A cracked hand roughly gripped his chin, holding him in place to stop his thrashing.

'Kacchan wake up!'

Katsuki bolted up, his face drenched in sweat as he took in his surroundings. It took him a minute to realize he was at Izuku's apartment. He let out a shaky breath, pushing himself up and pacing back and forth in the room.

Izuku kept quiet if there was one thing he remembered from when they were little- after something like this happens, let him talk first. This wasn't the first time Izuku's been there for a nightmare. Katsuki used to get them a lot when they were children, normally they'd just cuddle and watch an All Might movie afterward.

But that was back then.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up or something?" Katsuki whispered, his voice sounded off to Izuku- it sounded broken.

"No," Izuku lied- keeping his voice soft and gnawing the inside of his cheek, "are- are you okay, Kacchan?"

"Why wouldn't I be?!" Katsuki snapped, a pinch forming in the middle of his eyebrows.

Izuku put the flats of his hands up, cautiously hopping towards him. "Right. Do you want to watch something?"He was trying his best not to ask about the nightmare, knowing it wouldn't do Katsuki any good.

He'd just get upset or something.

Katsuki nodded, leading his injured partner back over to the couch- Izuku turned Arrow back on, he and the blond watching it in complete silence. Izuku extended his hand towards Katsuki's arm tugging on it as if to pull him closer, which he did.

The shorter of the two wrapped his arms around Katsuki's torso, mimicking what he did when they were little. While Katsuki laid his head on Izuku's, they curled up like that- continuing to watch the show.

It was nearing four in the morning, neither Katsuki or Izuku went to sleep, they didn't say anything for a few hours. Just cuddled. It was beginning to become less and less of a shock to both of them that they were like this, however, they didn't address it.

They just let it be.

"How long have you been having nightmares?" Izuku mumbled into Katsuki's chest, throwing caution to the wind.

"I'm not having nightmares." Katsuki lied quickly, it's become a habit to reply with that answer.

Izuku looked up at him, sporting a sleepy glare. "Don't lie to me Kacchan. I used to help you through them when we were kids, remember?" He reminded him.

"I know," Katsuki sighed, "...a while. You happy now?"

"Not really- do you usually go to sleep after them?" Izuku pressed, tracing circles on Katsuki's biceps.

He shook his head, his grip on Izuku tightening.

Izuku wasn't gonna lie, it hurt how hard Katsuki was squeezing him- but he didn't say anything.

"I- It's not that I don't want to go back to sleep, because I do...I really fucking do. But-"

"But, you're afraid you'll have another one if you close your eyes again?" Izuku broke in, a knowing tone filling him up.

"I don't get scared!" Katsuki scoffed, "I'm not weak!"

Izuku rolled his eyes, thankful Katsuki couldn't see him. "Everyone is afraid of something Kacchan. It doesn't make you weak, it makes you human." By now Izuku was looking him straight in the eyes. (I feel like someone is gonna make a gay joke bcz I used the word 'Straight')

They stayed there for a few moments, just staring at each other- not even realizing they were leaning in. Izuku's breath hitched as Katsuki's thumb padded his cheek, they were only centimeters apart until-

Izuku's medicine alarm went off, causing them both to pull back.

"I- uh, I should probably go take my meds now." Izuku murmured, his eyes still recovering from their sudden heaviness.

Katsuki nodded, swallowing thickly while he desperately avoided eye contact with Izuku. 'What in the literal fuck just happened?!' Katsuki mentally scolded, disdaining the urge to grip at his hair.

Once Izuku had departed around the corner Katsuki quickly fished for his phone- dialing Ashido's number and silently praying that she picked up.

"Hello?" Her rasped sleepy voice came through on the other end, faint mumbling could be detected as well. Uraraka he guessed.

"Is this a bad time?" Katsuki asked, sucking his bottom lip in between his teeth.

"Oh no, it's only four in the god damn morning- by all means Bakubabe...continue," Ashido replies sarcastically, but he could practically hear the smile in her voice. "What'd you need, are you still at Midoriya's?"

"Yeah," Katsuki sighed, "I think I might be gay." he said- just ripping off the Band-Aid.

Ashido nearly chocked on her saliva, having to sit all the way up in bed for this one. "I beg your fucking pardon? Explain. Now." She demanded, fully all ears for this one.

"Well...ah fuck! I- I was having trouble sleeping right? And we were both laying on the couch and I woke up, I-I couldn't fucking go to sleep again so we....we-" He cut off by Ashido shushing Uraraka on the other end, hearing something about her 'Squealing like a damn pig'.

"Continue!" Ashido chirps.

Katsuki sighs, "We kind of cuddled...I guess." he mumbled at the end feeling waves of blush hitting him full force.

"As cute as that is- you do realize me and Ochaco caught you guy's like that yesterday, right? What aren't you telling me?" She pressed, seeming to hear the hesitancy in his tone.

"We kind of...shit- we almost kissed like, right before I called you." He admitted, pulling the phone away when ungodly screeching blew from the other side.

Katsuki cringed back, he could hear her and Uraraka bickering about whose squealing was loudest. "You still there Pinky?" He checked, hearing their banter quiet down soon after.

"Yeah," Ashido breathed out, slightly sobering up, "Anywho. Why the fuck was it an 'Almost kiss'?"

"His medicine alarm starting to ring. I don't know about you- but that's a pretty big turn off." Katsuki scoffed, threading his fingers through his hair. "Shit- I think he's coming back, I'll talk to ya later Raccoon Eyes."

Ashido hung up, flipping over to straddle Uraraka. "Was that Midoriya you were just on the phone with?" She asked, starting to piece two and two together.

Her fiancée nodded, her hands roaming to Ashido's hips, "Was that Bakugo?"

"Yeah, I think our boys are having a major gay crisis." Ashido chuckled, nestling her face in Uraraka's bust. "We'll go visit them in a few hours, once the sun is up." She mumbled sleepily, already dozing off.

------------------------(Are you gonna name this line too? You know who you are XD)

It was a few hours past noon, Izuku his head nuzzled in Katsuki's lap- the ash-blond combing his digits through Izuku's hair for the past couple of hours while he scrolled through his phone.

Katsuki had taken a shower about an hour into Izuku's nap, mentally thanking himself for bringing clothes this time. In the shower, he had some time to do a lot of thinking- and he's come to two conclusions on everything.

Number one: He's pretty fucking gay.

Number two: Katsuki Bakugo, has the biggest- gayest crush on his partner.

What the fuck has his life come to?

Howdy fuckers!!

We're barely scratching the surface of PTSD angst guys- there's still a whole lot I wanna do for that.

As always, if you guys are going through anything. Any-fucking-thing at all- do not hesitate to shoot me a text. I will promise to do my best to respond in a timely manner, but I'm always up for talking with y'all.

Until we meet again!!!