Third Person's POV:

It's been a month. Izuku still hasn't woken up and everyone's a mess.

Shouta is more annoyed than usual. He would snap at you for the simplest of things (he regrets it after, but still), Hizashi is more quiet than usual and his appearance on his radio show is decreasing by the day.

Kyoko isn't eating and Hitoshi isn't sleeping. The both of them would spend the most of their time in Izuku's room cuddling and crying.

Katsuki...

He is a whole other story. His parents had called Shouta and Hizashi one day. They were on their second week of not going to work, when she called.

Katsuki hasn't been eating. He isn't talking to anyone and he hasn't left his room once since he had heard the news.

The doctor hasn't given them the best of news. They say that their is a high risk that he won't ever wake up again.

At first, no one believed him. But now, as the days go by, the more hope they lose.

It has been a week since the Yamada-Aizawa's had returned to school.

To say it is a disaster is an understatement. Bakugou still hasn't shown up to school.

The atmosphere of class 1A is tense. No one was talking.

The happy and exited chatter that would usually be heard wasn't there. Iida hasn't bothered once to correct any of his classmates when they did not follow rules.

Hero training was a mess. With the class acting this way, the training was over faster.

No one had the enthusiasm nor the motivation to do anything, so  it depended on the first team to give up for a winner to be declared.

And no one cared.

All Might had tried to cheer them up. He even lectured them and all he got in return was glares from everyone.

How couldn't he be affected by this? Izuku was his student dammit!

Back at the hospital, Katsuki had visited.

The nurses didn't stop him, being familiar with him.

What his parents didn't know, was that he would sneak out of his room through his window to go see his boyfriend.

Today was no different.

As he closed the door behind him, he took a sharp intake of breath.

It is the same as everyday. This always happens upon seeing the love of his life lying there.

The worst part is, it doesn't seem like he is getting better, and just thinking about that, has his heart painfully tugging at his chest.

(Sorry if that didnt make sense!)

He went and sat in the same uncomfortable seat as he always does and takes his hand in his own.

He has gotten paler from not being in the sun anymore.

His face look peaceful though, as if he has no care in the world.
Well, considering his condition, that might be true.

Lifting up his hand, he presses a soft gentle kiss on his pale hand, saying the same words since the first day.

"I'm so sorry,'Zuku baby."

He layed his head on the matress, his lover's hand in his own as tear after tear fell from his eyes, shaky breaths escaping him.

"Please, don't leave me. I need you."

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