Someone touches his shoulder and he lets out a yelp. He turns around and Sara gives him a nervous apologetic smile.
"S-Sorry, i didnt mean to scare you, I promise. It- Its just that you dont seem very busy a-and i was wondering if you could help me w-with something b-but if you are busy i am so v-very sorry i can l-leave-"
Katsuki intrurupts her.
"You could just say you need help."
Sara smiles.
"Y-Yes your right.."
Sara leads katsuki to a laundry room.
"How is the laundry even working?"
Sara smiles, putting clean laundry in baskets.
"We have a working generator outside. It really has come in handy."
Katsuki helps put the clothes neatly.
"So is it just you and the other guy?"
Sara nods, and clears her throat.
"S-So... W-Who is that man who was outside? He seems very... Dependable."
Katsuki catches something in her tone.
"Why do you want to know?"
Sara gets flustered, looking down at the white sheets.
"I-Its just that we dont see that many people around, and when we do its because they are confefssing sins... It just seems like he is not effected by any of this, a statue of hope..."
Katsuki glares at the floor. The fact that she asked about him and the fact that katsuki cant say much except tha he saved everyones lives also makes katsukis blood boil.
"Hope...?"
Sara looks at katsuki, smiling.
"Yes. There is just something about him that makes you feel protected, secure. A-Ah im sorry if im overstepping, but can i ask you a question?"
Katsuki nods, not speaking. If he did, hes sure it would come out harsh.
"Does he ever take off that mask? It seems like it would be such a pain to hide his face like that.. Im sure there is something preventing him from wanting to take it off, the poor soul..."
Katsuki finishes filling the basket and carries it.
"Where do i put this?"
Sara quickly snaps up.
"U-Um f-follow me p-please."
Sara leads the way yet again. Then sara makes a turn around a corner and stumbles back, about to fall. Someones arm stops her from hitting the floor. She lets out a small noise. Katsuki glares at her.
"S-Sorry i w-wasnt looking where i w-was going!-"
"Its fine."
The male steps into katsukis view, and katsukis face turns red. The male is wearing a black priest uniform, a cross hanging from a chain around his neck. The hoodie is gone, probably in the car, showing the males green fluffy hair.
Sara and katsuki stand flustered and red. The male turns to katsuki.
"You ok katsuki?"
Katsuki clears his throat.
"Y-Yeah! Yeah im good. What are you doing?"
The male shrugs.
"I was just walking around, there isnt much to do around here except pray or wash clothes."
Sara nervously plays with her skirt.
"You wanna get some fresh air?"
Katsuki turns even more red.
"Sure-"
"U-Um... Would you mind if i tagged along s-sir? Hehe its kind of lonely waiting here by myself y-you see..."
The male is quiet, then nods.
"...Alright..."
Katsukis anger intensifies and he hands sara the full laundry basket.
"Ok we'll meet you there in the meantime take care of this."
Sara fumbles and katsuki grabs the males hand and drags him in the other direction. The male cant help but let out a small chuckle. Katsuki looks at him.
"Whats funny?"
The male continues looking forward.
"Sister sara really bothers you."
The male slowly stops and leans on the wall, looking at katsuki
"I just cant figure out why."
Katsuki turns red and tchs
"Because she just annoys the fuck out of me."
The male hums.
"Well we need to play nice for now, something is going on here and i wanna figure out what."
Katsuki nods, and gives the males hand a squeeze.
"Alright, ill see what i can find out."
The male nods and ruffles katsukis hair.
"Thank you katsuki."
Katsuki turns red.
"Yeah yeah... lets go before she shows up."
The male nods and they both walk outside and lay in the grass.
"So how are you doing with all this katsuki? Its less than a week till you can see your mom again."
Katsuki lets out a deep breath.
"Yeah... its gonna be amazing to see her. How about you?"

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To The End Of An Apocalypse
RomanceKatsuki and Izuku surviving with class 1 A in a zombie apocalypse. Who knows if everyone will make it. I die of embarrassment when i remember i wrote this in elementary.