Story here: It was true, I was scared for Bakugo. Not just because I was crushing on him, but also because he was my friend. Aizawa had sent out some heroes to look for him- but there was no sign. And I was getting really worried. The class could tell how nervous I was. They always had at least one person with me to make me feel better and take my mind off of Bakugo. It didn’t usually work, but it was nice that they tried to help me. Days later, they found him. It didn’t exactly make me feel any better, though. Especially when Aizawa came into my room with the news. “Kirishima.” I’d been scrolling through notifications on my phone, and as I looked up, I noticed something different in his eyes. A dark shadow- and it was nothing like Tokoyami’s quirk. Like something was haunting him, making him worried. “What?” “Bakugo.” That was enough to make me jump up and rush forward. “Did you find him? Where is he? Is he okay? Where did you-” Aizawa covered my mouth. “There’s much to discuss about it. Why don't you come with me and we’ll go see him?” He started walking down the hallway before I'd even finished hearing what he’d said. I rushed after him as he lead me to the hospital wing. “Why’s he here? Is he badly hurt?” Aizawa nodded, and I felt my stomach turn. “How bad?” “You’ll see. We’re going to see him, after all.” He pulled me into a room, only to see something I didn’t need to see. Bakugo. But he was de@d. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” Aizawa grabbed my shoulder as I felt myself begin to slip to the floor. “He’s alive.” “He sure doesn’t look the part...” I choked on my words, then hurried to his side. “What happened?” “We were searching for him, and we heard a lot of screaming coming from these woods, so we went in, obviously. Either to find Bakugo or to help a civilian. We saw Bakugo, laying in a puddle of his own bl00d. No one was around, but there were fresh sc@rs all over him that looked only minutes old. We brought him back here and he passed out.” Aizawa explained in one breath. I bit my lip and looked to Bakugo’s pale face- I didn’t like it. “He’s going to live, right?” “He should, in theory.” “In theory?” “Um, well, he stopped breathing for a while, so we can’t exactly be sure...” “HE STOPPED BREATHING?” I screamed, jumping up. “Calm down, Kirishima. We’re fairly certain he’ll be fine.”Aizawa came forward and squeezed my shoulder- he was surprisingly understanding for the mean, harsh teacher. “You can stay with him. He’ll wake up soon, and I assume you want to see him?” I nodded quickly and sat back down in the chair next to the bed. Hours later, he finally woke up. He shot up, looking around theroom in a panic. I instantly grabbed his hand and squeezed it so he would see me. The second he saw me, he burst into tears. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me. He sobbed into my shoulder- the whole ordeal had clearly shaken him. “Shh, it’s okay...” I comforted him, tracing circles on his back to calm him down. He was trembling- it took his about twenty minutes to stop sobbing. “Kirishima...” he whimpered, holding me tightly. “There was so much bl00d... it was so scary...” “You don’t have to think about it. Not when I'm here for you.” I assured him, playing with his hair. It was surprisingly soft, for its spiky look. “They kept saying they wanted me to help them get into UA and I refused so many times and every I said no they would hurt me and I... I...” “Don’t think about it, okay? We’ll tell all that to Aizawa when you’re better, okay?” He nodded weakly, snuggling closer. “Thanks...” “For what?” “F-For being my friend... and my crush...” I blinked, surprised. His friend, yes, but his crush? When did that start? “What?” Was all I could say. He looked up at me, biting his lip nervously. “Is... is that okay? I know I made you upseat cause I rejected you, but I... I was just scared to admit everything and that’s why I said that. I didn’t mean it...” he sighed heavily. “I meant to say that I... I care about you so much, you don’t even know. I just don't show it. I was scared that you- or anyone- would think less of me, because I fell hopelessly in l0v3 with a beautiful classmate...” I was stunned. Everything he was saying was just so... unlike Bakugo. “I-I...” “I know you’re going to reject me, and I-” “No, no! I- I want to be with you. I really do.” A smile lit Bakugo’s face, making me smile too. “I’m feeling a lot better now.” He smiled softly. I noticed him fidgeting- just like me, he was nervous. I was right, he really was human. “Well enough to stand up? That was fast.” “Yeah, I'm a pretty quick healer.” “Not last time.” “It wasn’t as bad.” Bakugo pulled out of my arms and stood up. He wobbled, and I jumped up to support him. “C’mon. Let’s go hang with the class. I’m sure they’re worried about their special favorite explosion boy.” Bakugo joked, leaning heavily on me. Things were finally backto normal. Or so I thought. I was so wrong.
Art not mine! Get ready the next chapter is gonna get intense-
