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Katsuki regrets asking for spice. For now he watched his friends win a battle not worth fighting for.

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Katsuki watched as his loved ones fought for his freedom. It wasn't an unusual situation, just a different place every time.

Katsuki was cascaded aside, knocked over once more, his arms itching to be freed from his confinement.

Katsuki was alone, his loved ones battling with the villains who once watched over him, leaving him to struggle against the chains that held him back.

The decaying villain though was nowhere to be seen, or he was at least out of Katsuki's visions. Which wasn't hard, Katsuki's main view was the floor and his occasional glances at the battle.

Katsuki lifted his gaze from the ground and looked up at the fight. He looked at his friends with a soft smile, he truly did appreciate them. He looked around for his Boyfriend, meeting his almost urgent gaze. Katsuki smiled, warmth in his chest bloomed as his boyfriend mouthed with a loving look, 'I'm coming, just you wait.'

Katsuki loved those comforting eyes, the same eyes that send comfort as he awoke from the monsters that littered his dreams.

The same monsters that riddled his life.

"Ya know kid, we go through a lot of trouble to get you."

Speaking of monsters.

"I don't care." Katsuki spat as he looked up to stare Shigaraki in the eye.

"Yet you are nothing but a pain in the ass to deal with. Doesn't matter if it's the stupid heroes coming to get your ass or just listening to you speak, you are annoying." Shigaraki spoke as he began to push Katsuki's head further into the ground with his foot.

Katsuki gritted his teeth in pain, "I don't care."

Shigaraki made a tsk noise, "Oh, but you are gonna care."

"Look hand job, who is winning? The low lifes or the kids? It looks to me like the kids." Katsuki cackled, the blood that once gushed now dried all over his face, his teeth painted pink.

Shigaraki shrugged nonchalantly, as he crouched down, "Maybe so, but you and I both know there is no fun winning without a prize."

"A pri-" Katsuki began before he felt the fingertips of the decaying villain barely grasp around his throat.

"Look, don't get me wrong kid, you'd be a great addition here, but you aren't worth the time and effort. I got better shit to do. If we can't you, neither can they." Shigaraki whispered, three fingers that barely grazed his skin turned to five, more small chips of decayed skin began to fall.

Shigaraki gripped harder, small chips grew much larger.

Katsuki's vision blurred as he watched his loved ones fight for a battle that they could never truly win, a battle that Katsuki was destined to lose.

Katsuki wanted to scream out, wanted to call out and get the loving look that he craved. Katsuki tried, but the tight feeling in his throat kept him from uttering a word. It felt as if food was stuck in his throat, the dull pain, and the semi struggle to breath.

Katsuki gasped, his pathetic last chance to gain the attention of the comforting look that once lulled him to sleep peacefully, to keep him safe from the monsters that found home in his mind, the ones that were never fiction.

Never to leave Katsuki alone.

As the black blobs of Katsuki's vision grew larger, he finally got the attention he wanted. The loving look he wanted to see again.

The comforting look from his boyfriend that helped him sleep so many nights before, doing its job again, this time allowing Katsuki a peaceful rest for eternity.

The loving look that will now forever look horrified.