《FIRST PARAGRAPH FROM @AbbyAbbs ON TIKTOK!! CREDS TO THEM》

Before the first raindrop hit the ground, Katsuki was already staring the the invitation in his hands, his eyes fixed on the names printed so neatly across the page. Izuku Midoriya and Ochaco Uraraka. For a long while, he couldn't breathe. "...You're really getting married?" He whispered, his voice barely audible beneath the growing storm. The paper trembled between his fingers as the rain slowly soaked through it, the ink beginning to blur, but the names stayed painfully clear in his mind. Izuku... the boy he'd grown up beside, the one he'd spent years chasing, fighting, protecting, and loving without ever having the courage to say it. He'd always believed there would be another chance---another tomorrow where he'd finally get the words out. But tomorrow had come, and it belonged to someone else. "I was too damn late.." He laughed bitterly, though it came out sounding more like he was breaking apart. "I was too blind." he'd never seem the way ochaco looked at Izuku, or maybe he'd simply refuse to because believing Izuku would belong to someone else hurt too much. Now there was nothing left to fight for, nothing left to win. No explosion could destroy the future written on that invitation, and no amount of regret could rewrite the years he'd wasted hiding behind anger instead of love. Katsuki tilted his head toward the gray sky, his jaw trembling as his voice ripped away from his throat painfully. "Why now?" *He whispered, his voice cracking. "Why did I have to realize it when it's already over?" The sky answered with silence. With shaking hands, he crushed the invitation into a soaked, pathetic ball and let it fall into a puddle, watching it disappear beneath the rain. A single tear escaped despite everything, carrying every word he'd ever said, every future her imagined, every piece of himself he'd never let Izuku see. He turned away without another word, slipping his hand into his pocket and clutching the worn All Might card so tightly it bent against his palm, holding onto the last thing that Atilla reminded him of the boy he'd loved.. because it was all he had left.

Now, at the wedding itself, Katsuki sat in the front row in that stupid suit he forced himself to wear. He watches Izuku fidget with the hem of his sleeve, and knowing his nervous habits, he pulls out an all might fidget he always has around Izuku before silently handing it to him.

Katsuki: "Deku. Take it."

He mutters gruffly, avoiding Izukus eyes even when he thanks him. After another good twenty minutes, everyone goes silent as Ochaco starts walking down the alley beside her father---wearing Togas haircut and holding yellow flowers that probably represent toga. Katsuki goes completely silent for once. Kirishima taps his shoulder with a "dude, you good?" But he doesn't answer. His jaw is tight. His eyes holding back tears he refuses to acknowledge. Until he realizes.. this is all one-sided.

Katsuki zones out for a total of 3 minutes, his mind racing. When the pastor says "Speak now or forever hold your peace," Katsuki stands up so fast his chair nearly knocks over.

Katsuki: "I object!!" He shouts, his voice cracking and his eyes wide with realization and longing.