[Katsuki stops for a moment, looking up at Ochako. Had he hurt her? She doesn't look hurt, not yet anyway. Going back to work, he bites his tongue when he hears that hiss of pain, glancing and seeing the tension in her expression. The faster and more thorough he was now, the less likely he'd have to do this again later.
He's convinced himself that he's only concerned because Ochako had gotten hurt on his behalf. But that doesn't explain the warm feeling his chest when she pats his hair again and he shuts his eyes for a brief moment, or his heart wrenching at her reply.]
It takes more than that to hurt me.
[He doesn't verbally acknowledge the rest of what she said. That she can see right through him, and understands his actions when his words and attitude don't match. He ignores the hot misting in his eyes, and the dam breaks when she hugs him, tensing at first and then relaxing, tilting his head to hide his face in her hair with a shuddering breath.]
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Date: 2020-08-22 08:19 pm (UTC)He's convinced himself that he's only concerned because Ochako had gotten hurt on his behalf. But that doesn't explain the warm feeling his chest when she pats his hair again and he shuts his eyes for a brief moment, or his heart wrenching at her reply.]
It takes more than that to hurt me.
[He doesn't verbally acknowledge the rest of what she said. That she can see right through him, and understands his actions when his words and attitude don't match. He ignores the hot misting in his eyes, and the dam breaks when she hugs him, tensing at first and then relaxing, tilting his head to hide his face in her hair with a shuddering breath.]
...Thanks.