𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑙❥ᵏ.ᵇᵃᵏᵘᵍᵒ

Anaesthesia

5 days

A STRING OF SCARLET BLOOD danced and floated on her finger, a thin line of blood linking itself to a fleshly cut wound on the (h/c)-haired girl's finger. The red liquid warped itself into a tiny rose, the petals slightly dripping from the rest of the substance. (Name) removed her focus from her blood to her passed out friends that slept on futons.

Kaminari had his head on Jirou's thighs, his legs sprawled out, ending on top of Sero's legs, barely even on his futon. Mina was had her arms and legs spread out like a starfish, her right leg being on top of Kirishima's stomach. Only people that slept properly were Jirou, Kirishima and Sero. As for Bakugou—

"I'm back," the said blond walked in quietly, carefully sliding the door closed. Before he could even look up, the rose warped back into its original shape and slipped back inside (Name)'s finger, a little excess slipping out. He carefully removed the band aid out of its packet and wrapped it around her wounded finger.

"I still can't believe you fought with Kirishima," She whispered, taking her hand that was on his palm. When both Kirishima and Bakugou arrived at the hospital yesterday, Katsuki had a swollen cheek, and a bruise on his hand. Eijirou's neck was purple and he had a slight black eye. Everyone thought it was just two friends sparring before the hang out but the looks on their faces and the way they avoided each other most of the night, didn't go unnoticed to (Name).

"Tch. I always fight people. Shitty hair isn't an exception," He clicked.

"But this one has a deeper meaning to it, am i wrong?" She replied back, giving him a bright smile that just said 'I caught you'. Bakugou sweat dropped as his right hand instinctively reached his nape to scratch it. He could see the irritation on (Name)'s face, a large vein popping on her forehead, her eyebrow twitching and her smile a bit crooked. Bakugou sighed, lifting his arm to ruffle (Name)'s hair.

"Don't worry about it, dumbass,"

"And what did you do to stop it shitty-hair!? Just because she said not to tell anyone doesn't mean you had to be a pushover about it!" Bakugou yelled, grabbing the collar of Kirishima's shirt, pulling him closer. His right hand released and formed a tight fist, he lifted it in the air preparing to make a right hook. Kirishima's eyes widened, hardening his whole right side for safety. But it never came. Instead Bakugou's hands trembled anxiously as their crimson hues looked into each other.

"Then tell me, what would you have done? All I did was respect her decision," Kirishima shouted, gripping bakugou's wrist with his hardened one. Both of them not wanting to hurt each other yet there was nothing else to let out their feelings on but one another. Kirishima yanked bakugou's wrist off of his shirt and hooked his left cheek. "I didn't know what else to do! I tried, I really did! I didn't want to tell you because of the thought of you blaming yourself! I didn't want others to blame you either when it wasn't even any of your guy's faults."

Bakugou growled, pinching his already bleeding cheek. His red pupils piercing into Kirishima's red ones, his palms clenching into a tight fist as tiny explosions erupted. His old middle school habits returned to him as he jumped at Eijirou with a wide right swing whilst shouting, "DIEEEE!"

Luckily with a lot of training, Eijirou barely got the time to harden himself for the impact. Although he practically blocked the punch with his 'Unbreakable', it still somehow got through, leaving him with a faint black eye and a dizzy head. Before he even realised, he was on the floor grunting from the pain. The poor boy didn't even get the chance to get up before Bakugou's warm sweaty hands wrapped around the red-head's throat, squeezing his air pipe, making him cough.

"To have power and knowledge and fail to use it, is the behaviour of a fool!" Bakugou cried out, his grip tightened. Even though Kirishima struggled under him, he still took his words to consideration. He was right, he had the power to tell him about her, yet he made the choice not to do anything. He was conflicted. It wasn't only (Name) or Bakugou that was suffering, he was too. He wanted to seek for help too. He wanted her to survive too. His tears streamed down to his ears, as he tapped Katsuki's arm twice, making him release.

Both of them laid on the floor panting, Bakugou's cheek continued to bleed and Kirishima's head spun from the lack of air and the impact from the blond's punch.

"Sure," (Name) smiled weakly. After last night, everyone enjoyed themselves since the entirety of their friend group finally got together once more to hang out.

Without speaking, Bakugou gently reached for (Name)'s hand, pulling it along with her weight, making her stand up. They both quietly stepped over the peaceful sleeping figures of their friends and out to the small balcony, overlooking the garden of the hospital. Both their hearts rammed against their ribs, Bakugou tried not to sweat and (Name) tried to avoid looking at his face too much. Neither of them said a word for the longest time, they stood there as they held hands and looked at the rising sun beyond the horizon. It was peaceful as the cold breeze swept pass them. Until Bakugou finally broke the silence.

"I don't really know how this damn disease work. But I do know that..I'm ready to accept the fact that... I love you,"

Time stopped for the both of them. (Name)'s throat began to swell up as she started to taste the familiar irony taste. After the long 3 months of her suffering, it was finally over. Though why is she still coughing? And why did it feel worse and painful than the other times? Her legs collapsed as Bakugou held her in his arms, confused and in shock. He said what needed to be said, so why is this happening? Bakugou's arms tightened around her struggling figure, his sobs overlapped by the sound of her coughs.

"(Name)? (Name)? What the fuck!? Why is this happening?" He cried. Without letting go, he reached for the handle of the sliding door, purposely opening it as loudly as he can, which woke up everyone. None of them still processed the situation properly due to their newly waken up state. "Oi Kirishima! Get a fucking doctor NOW!" He shouted.

Kirishima's eyes finally opened and saw a bloody Bakugou and (Name), his eyes widened, finally comprehending Katsuki's orders. He stood up and ran as fast as he can to the hallway, calling for help. Denki and Jirou took the initiative to carry (Name) to her bed, whilst Sero tried to take a crying Bakugou and a panicked Mina out the room so that the doctors could take over the situation. Everyone was kicked out to the room and the last thing they all heard was a doctor shouting, "Get her under anaesthesia!"

Happy new year.