[Sort of. Mostly he believes he could still hit him with his powers even from where he is flopped on the couch, without having to lift much of a finger.
He gives a resolute nod at the rest of what Katsuki says, and goes to fetch not only his first aid kit but also a bottle of water and ibuprofen. He sets those items down by his guest down before hurrying over to the kitchen to put the ice pack together too.
This feels nice? Helping someone like this, especially someone who just helped save people. It makes him feel a little like he's contributing to that.
Hana slinks in from the hallway, looking only slightly nervous about what went on elsewhere in the city. (Bravest cat that Yoosung has ever known, honestly.) She looks at Katsuki though and recognizes him, and recognizes that her owner feels safe with him. She jumps onto the couch and curls up by Katsuki's side and remains there even after Yoosung comes back with the ice pack.]
Aw, that's sweet, Hana. Okie, Katsuki~~ where do you want it?
[Katsuki gives Hana a little attention, scratching behind her ears. Seems like he's made a friend here. Then he's reaching for the ibuprofen and water, taking that.
When Yoosung returns he's getting ready to grab the first aid kit, pausing to take the ice pack first.]
My shoulders are killing me. Probably the recoil from my power.
[He tucks the ice pack behind himself, starting behind his right shoulder. He'll shift it to the other in a bit. Then he's grabbing the kit to rummage through as he cuts to the chase.]
Did you figure out what happened earlier? With the suddenly not bleeding out thing?
You know you could let me deal with your scrapes if you're tired...
[It's not totally clear whether he's saying that because he really wants to do it or because he's trying to shift the focus back to Katsuki and away from himself. Or maybe all of the above. The fact he's not answering the questions immediately is a little telling, though.]
Oh! I could grab you something to eat too if you're hungry~?
[Katsuki pauses in his rummaging, studying Yoosung quietly. He just thinks Yoosung might be looking to feel useful so after a few moments of silent consideration, he holds out the kit to him and jerks his head to the side, gesturing to the spot next to him. Sit down and patch him up, then.
He has the wrong idea about the rest though. He waits for Yoosung to sit, holding out one of his arms to him. Turning it over in his head as he tries to decide how to ask his question. If he's wrong, he potentially opens himself up to someone he's only had a handful of conversations with. But if he's right and he doesn't say something...]
Did you hear something speak to you? Back in the store? A voice asking if you want to live?
[Yoosung quickly scoots to sit next to him, Hana purring quietly on his other side, and takes out some antibiotic ointment as well as some adhesive bandages.
He gets up again to head to the bathroom and wash his hands, as well as grab two washcloths, one with a little soap and one damp with water. The look he gives Katsuki as he sits back down seems contemplative but a little confused.]
No? I don't remember anything except waking up again, after it all went dark...
[He trails off a bit, beginning to gently use the washclothes to clean the scrapes and the area around it, while being mindful not to get the soap in the actual scrapes if any are still open.]
There was just... Nothing. At all.
[His voice sounds a little flat, as he tries to put all of his concentration into the task at hand.]
[So he's probably wrong. If Yoosung doesn't want to talk about this he's going to have to voice that though. Because now that he's asked that, Katsuki can't stop there.]
Could be you've got some kind of healing ability that's cropped up. Do you still feel any pain from it?
[It's not like he doesn't want to talk about it at all. But it is a little rough. Easier when he's focusing on Katsuki and not thinking too hard about their conversation. So that way he's not overthinking it either.
Which is why he's taking his sweet time with the cleaning.]
That's the only thing I can think, too... I don't feel any pain at all, though. Mm, I definitely did when it happened, but... Not now.
Anything in those memories of yours to suggest the other you could do something like that?
[The end of the question is punctuated with a yawn. Yoosung might not have to discuss it much longer. The adrenaline is finally fully wearing off. So as curious as he is, he may end up crashing on Yoosung's couch for a little while.]
[He takes notice of Katsuki's yawn, and quickly finishes the cleaning and dabbing dry so he can add the ointment to the scrapes.]
Not really... He seems like a pretty ordinary guy just like me? I think we even played similar video games. He just had different people in his life...
[He adds the bandages next, his gaze and small smile even softer than he means for them to be.]
You're tired, huh? Rest here if you want, I'll grab a pillow and a blanket for you.
[Oh. "Bright Eyes." He'd called him that before, he's just now remembering... When he'd first woken up in the grocery store. And Katsuki had been there. It's not a nickname he would have expected from someone like Katsuki, but maybe that's because he's taking it the wrong way? Maybe he means it as a tease instead of an endearment, but it still hits a little funny...
Yoosung turns away quickly with the ice pack so Katsuki doesn't see him get flustered at the nickname. He hurries to put the pack away, and returns with the pillow and blanket. His blush has (mostly) calmed down by then.]
Just let me know if you need anything, I'm down the hall.
[He lets him know this quietly as he goes for the lights, as Hana jumps on top of the back of the couch to curl up there, as if it keep a watchful eye on Katsuki for him.]
[After that, Yoosung goes through his own nightly routine and heads to bed.
In the morning, he gets up early(ish) and starts making breakfast. Both the cat and cat pokemon are already being fed in the kitchen, peacefully cohabitating their room with their owner. Yoosung himself is dressed, complete with apron, and cooking bacon in a pan.
He's not sure what today wil bring, but he imagines they're both gonna need energy and strength, so a good breakfast should help. He's also hoping the smell of the food will wake Katsuki so he doesn't have to, but that's up in the air at the moment.]
[Katsuki is a little confused when he first wakes up. The smell of food rousing him is an unfamiliar experience. He hasn't woken up like this since he lived with his parents. This also very clearly isn't his dorm room.
Once he remembers where he is, he gets up and follows the smell of cooking bacon. Wandering into the kitchen.]
[At the sound of Katsuki's voice, Yoosung looks up from the pan and gives him a bright smile.]
Yeah! Good morning~ I know we both probably have a lot to do today so we'll need the energy... Um, how do you like your eggs? Do you want any coffee?
[Hana rubs against Katsuki's leg on her way out of the kitchen, apparently finished with her breakfast. Yoosung's Meowth, on the other hand, is sitting at the table eating something out of a bowl with her paws. She gives Katsuki a contemplative look, like she's studying him as she chews.]
[...Too much sunshine first thing in the morning. He needs a few minutes to wake up before he can handle that. But he moves to the kitchen table to sit and wait for breakfast.]
Omelet. No coffee. Got any juice?
[He catches the Meowth watching him and starts a staring contest. Don't mind him. He did the same to Julian, August's shadow bird.]
[Poor Katsuki, assaulted by Yoosung's sunshine so early in the day. At least he can distract himself by getting into a staring contest with Rika. For her part, she just stares right back, still eating slowly like she isn't even fazed.]
Yeah, I've got juice~
[He takes the cooked bacon out of the pan and puts it on a plate, then heads to the fridge to grab a juice carton and then a glass from a cabinet. He sets both on the table by Katsuki, preparing to head back to the pan, but then pauses as he realizes.]
...are you having a staring contest with my Meowth?
[He doesn't look up as he says this. Still maintaining eye contact. He doesn't even have anything against Rika. He's just doing it because she was watching him. That's it. That's the reason.]
[Yoosung looks between the two of them a few times, both parties unblinking, and then sighs. He walks away, shaking his head as he returns to cooking breakfast for the two humans.
[The Meowth smugly continues eating, while Yoosung grabs another pan to make the omelet in, juggling that and cooking more bacon in the other.]
Yup! My father's secretary called me already this morning. They want me to help with their fundraising, so I'm gonna be doing that, and handing out emergency necessity kits to anyone who needs them.
[Disaster struck the city and Yoosung was contacted by his father's secretary instead of his actual family. That probably says a lot.
Yoosung cries out in pain suddenly as a quick movement results in bacon grease burning his hand.
Rika looks concerned but slightly panicked, shooting a wide-eyed startled expression to Katsuki as she pauses eating.]
[Katsuki doesn't have much time to consider that information, Yoosung's yelp of pain drawing his attention. He can immediately guess what happened. Setting the juice back down he comes over.]
Pay attention to what you're doing, dumbass.
[He grabs both pans and sets them on the back burners before grabbing Yoosung's wrist and tugging him toward the sink. Turning on cold water, he guides Yoosung's hand under the spray.]
Let that run for a few minutes.
[And then, leaving Yoosung to handle it, he moves to the stove, shifting the pans back over the heat and taking over the cooking.]
[Usually when Yoosung hurts himself while cooking, it's because he's just spacing out. This time it was more because he had been thinking about his family.
He does know what to do for this, so he's not expecting Katsuki to jump in so quickly and pull him to the sink himself. He probably hesitated too long so that's what prompted the quick action, but still. It means he cares, right? Between this and yesterday... His heart is getting ahead of itself and it's kind of distressing, actually, because Katsuki's his first like actual friend in a while, someone he considers more than an acquaintance. He doesn't want his own dumb feelings to mess that up.
He isn't really fazed by the name-calling. It seems like that's just Katsuki's style. It only bothers him that Katsuki has to take over the cooking while he stands here at the running faucet like an idiot. He'd wanted to do something for Katsuki, because he'd worked himself so hard yesterday to help protect people, and was probably going back out there again today. And Yoosung had failed at this.
As he glances over to watch Katsuki though, he notices some of the bruises and such that he'd helped with yesterday aren't there anymore. That's... Kind of unusually fast healing, isn't it?]
...Thank you. Um... Are you still in any pain from yesterday?
[Katsuki doesn't seem to mind taking over. He's pretty good in the kitchen. Actually he's kind of stupidly good at lots of things. It's mildly infuriating, honestly. But it's because he believes anything worth doing is worth doing right.]
Not really.
[He answers without hesitation, not taking his attention off what he's doing.]
I should be fine to head back out after breakfast. But I don't think we'll have much fighting to do today. Probably gonna mostly be cleanup.
[As he's waiting for the pain in his hand to subside so he can stop standing at the sink, he watches Katsuki as he cooks.]
You heal really fast, huh? That's impressive... Um, sorry I'm making you do the cooking when you're my guest...
[Talking about healing gets him thinking about what happened yesterday. He wishes he knew how it happened, what this power was from and how to control it. Obviously it wasn't just healing whenever he wanted to heal, otherwise he would be able to take care of this burn just like that.]
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[Sort of. Mostly he believes he could still hit him with his powers even from where he is flopped on the couch, without having to lift much of a finger.
He gives a resolute nod at the rest of what Katsuki says, and goes to fetch not only his first aid kit but also a bottle of water and ibuprofen. He sets those items down by his guest down before hurrying over to the kitchen to put the ice pack together too.
This feels nice? Helping someone like this, especially someone who just helped save people. It makes him feel a little like he's contributing to that.
Hana slinks in from the hallway, looking only slightly nervous about what went on elsewhere in the city. (Bravest cat that Yoosung has ever known, honestly.) She looks at Katsuki though and recognizes him, and recognizes that her owner feels safe with him. She jumps onto the couch and curls up by Katsuki's side and remains there even after Yoosung comes back with the ice pack.]
Aw, that's sweet, Hana. Okie, Katsuki~~ where do you want it?
[He jiggles the ice pack in his hand.]
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When Yoosung returns he's getting ready to grab the first aid kit, pausing to take the ice pack first.]
My shoulders are killing me. Probably the recoil from my power.
[He tucks the ice pack behind himself, starting behind his right shoulder. He'll shift it to the other in a bit. Then he's grabbing the kit to rummage through as he cuts to the chase.]
Did you figure out what happened earlier? With the suddenly not bleeding out thing?
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You know you could let me deal with your scrapes if you're tired...
[It's not totally clear whether he's saying that because he really wants to do it or because he's trying to shift the focus back to Katsuki and away from himself. Or maybe all of the above. The fact he's not answering the questions immediately is a little telling, though.]
Oh! I could grab you something to eat too if you're hungry~?
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He has the wrong idea about the rest though. He waits for Yoosung to sit, holding out one of his arms to him. Turning it over in his head as he tries to decide how to ask his question. If he's wrong, he potentially opens himself up to someone he's only had a handful of conversations with. But if he's right and he doesn't say something...]
Did you hear something speak to you? Back in the store? A voice asking if you want to live?
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He gets up again to head to the bathroom and wash his hands, as well as grab two washcloths, one with a little soap and one damp with water. The look he gives Katsuki as he sits back down seems contemplative but a little confused.]
No? I don't remember anything except waking up again, after it all went dark...
[He trails off a bit, beginning to gently use the washclothes to clean the scrapes and the area around it, while being mindful not to get the soap in the actual scrapes if any are still open.]
There was just... Nothing. At all.
[His voice sounds a little flat, as he tries to put all of his concentration into the task at hand.]
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Could be you've got some kind of healing ability that's cropped up. Do you still feel any pain from it?
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Which is why he's taking his sweet time with the cleaning.]
That's the only thing I can think, too... I don't feel any pain at all, though. Mm, I definitely did when it happened, but... Not now.
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[The end of the question is punctuated with a yawn. Yoosung might not have to discuss it much longer. The adrenaline is finally fully wearing off. So as curious as he is, he may end up crashing on Yoosung's couch for a little while.]
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Not really... He seems like a pretty ordinary guy just like me? I think we even played similar video games. He just had different people in his life...
[He adds the bandages next, his gaze and small smile even softer than he means for them to be.]
You're tired, huh? Rest here if you want, I'll grab a pillow and a blanket for you.
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[He might as well just crash where he is since the offer has been made.
He passes Yoosung the ice pack back. And once Yoosung moves, he stretches himself out to get comfortable.]
You should too. Get some rest, Bright Eyes.
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Yoosung turns away quickly with the ice pack so Katsuki doesn't see him get flustered at the nickname. He hurries to put the pack away, and returns with the pillow and blanket. His blush has (mostly) calmed down by then.]
Just let me know if you need anything, I'm down the hall.
[He lets him know this quietly as he goes for the lights, as Hana jumps on top of the back of the couch to curl up there, as if it keep a watchful eye on Katsuki for him.]
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He raises a hand in acknowledgement to Yoosung's words and rolls over. He's out in no time at all. It's been a long day.]
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In the morning, he gets up early(ish) and starts making breakfast. Both the cat and cat pokemon are already being fed in the kitchen, peacefully cohabitating their room with their owner. Yoosung himself is dressed, complete with apron, and cooking bacon in a pan.
He's not sure what today wil bring, but he imagines they're both gonna need energy and strength, so a good breakfast should help. He's also hoping the smell of the food will wake Katsuki so he doesn't have to, but that's up in the air at the moment.]
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Once he remembers where he is, he gets up and follows the smell of cooking bacon. Wandering into the kitchen.]
Making enough to share?
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Yeah! Good morning~ I know we both probably have a lot to do today so we'll need the energy... Um, how do you like your eggs? Do you want any coffee?
[Hana rubs against Katsuki's leg on her way out of the kitchen, apparently finished with her breakfast. Yoosung's Meowth, on the other hand, is sitting at the table eating something out of a bowl with her paws. She gives Katsuki a contemplative look, like she's studying him as she chews.]
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Omelet. No coffee. Got any juice?
[He catches the Meowth watching him and starts a staring contest. Don't mind him. He did the same to Julian, August's shadow bird.]
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Yeah, I've got juice~
[He takes the cooked bacon out of the pan and puts it on a plate, then heads to the fridge to grab a juice carton and then a glass from a cabinet. He sets both on the table by Katsuki, preparing to head back to the pan, but then pauses as he realizes.]
...are you having a staring contest with my Meowth?
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[He doesn't look up as he says this. Still maintaining eye contact. He doesn't even have anything against Rika. He's just doing it because she was watching him. That's it. That's the reason.]
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[Yoosung looks between the two of them a few times, both parties unblinking, and then sighs. He walks away, shaking his head as he returns to cooking breakfast for the two humans.
Rika slowly sticks her tongue out at Katsuki.]
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Okay. He's done. For now.]
Planning to get involved in the cleanup?
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Yup! My father's secretary called me already this morning. They want me to help with their fundraising, so I'm gonna be doing that, and handing out emergency necessity kits to anyone who needs them.
[Disaster struck the city and Yoosung was contacted by his father's secretary instead of his actual family. That probably says a lot.
Yoosung cries out in pain suddenly as a quick movement results in bacon grease burning his hand.
Rika looks concerned but slightly panicked, shooting a wide-eyed startled expression to Katsuki as she pauses eating.]
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Pay attention to what you're doing, dumbass.
[He grabs both pans and sets them on the back burners before grabbing Yoosung's wrist and tugging him toward the sink. Turning on cold water, he guides Yoosung's hand under the spray.]
Let that run for a few minutes.
[And then, leaving Yoosung to handle it, he moves to the stove, shifting the pans back over the heat and taking over the cooking.]
Seriously, you're dealing with hot grease...
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He does know what to do for this, so he's not expecting Katsuki to jump in so quickly and pull him to the sink himself. He probably hesitated too long so that's what prompted the quick action, but still. It means he cares, right? Between this and yesterday... His heart is getting ahead of itself and it's kind of distressing, actually, because Katsuki's his first like actual friend in a while, someone he considers more than an acquaintance. He doesn't want his own dumb feelings to mess that up.
He isn't really fazed by the name-calling. It seems like that's just Katsuki's style. It only bothers him that Katsuki has to take over the cooking while he stands here at the running faucet like an idiot. He'd wanted to do something for Katsuki, because he'd worked himself so hard yesterday to help protect people, and was probably going back out there again today. And Yoosung had failed at this.
As he glances over to watch Katsuki though, he notices some of the bruises and such that he'd helped with yesterday aren't there anymore. That's... Kind of unusually fast healing, isn't it?]
...Thank you. Um... Are you still in any pain from yesterday?
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Not really.
[He answers without hesitation, not taking his attention off what he's doing.]
I should be fine to head back out after breakfast. But I don't think we'll have much fighting to do today. Probably gonna mostly be cleanup.
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You heal really fast, huh? That's impressive... Um, sorry I'm making you do the cooking when you're my guest...
[Talking about healing gets him thinking about what happened yesterday. He wishes he knew how it happened, what this power was from and how to control it. Obviously it wasn't just healing whenever he wanted to heal, otherwise he would be able to take care of this burn just like that.]
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