warning: mentions of bullying, rape, and abuse. more will be noted on top of each chapter
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rem sleep is important to your sleep cycle because it stimulates the areas of your brain that are es...
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𝓚𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲 Bakugo was scared.
"You worthless little shit!" Hurling Katsuki down onto the harsh floor, Katsuki trembled fear. Sensing the shadows towering over him, Katsuki choked. A foot being met with his cheek.
"Crying little bitch. Shut the fuck up already!" Clasping hard onto Katsuki's hair, Masaru began again to puncture at the poor boy's face. Katsuki only taking the violent beating.
A slight click of a lighter alerted Katsuki's attention. Until an unexpected burst of pain emerging from his neck resulted in him to yelp.
"If I hear another peep, I'll put this cigar down on your tongue." Mitsuki started again to press the cigar deep into Katsuki's skin. The boy striving his hardest not to let out a noise.
Breathing almost seemed to be too loud.
Holding his breath, his teeth grazing upon his bottom lip. Small delicate tears streaming down his face every time a newly lit cigar was met on his neck. Was it enough yet? Had they done enough?
Heaving Katsuki by the arm, the boy reluctantly agreed. Throwing Katsuki down onto the kitchen flooring, Mitsuki came back with the familiar pill bottle shaking in her hand. Katsuki starting to tear up, worried for what his mother would.
"If I ever see you near this thing, I will fuck you up so bad that your ass would wish we killed you. Put them in the damn cabinet." Flinging the medication at Katsuki, Mitsuki gave an ultimate kick to Katsuki's side.
The teen sensing a minor crack in the side. But, he ignored it. Grabbing onto the pill case, Katsuki took his backpack, and his broken body, up towards the attic. Each step deliberately getting sluggish. By the time Katsuki had reached his little corner, the tears were flooding down like waterfalls.
Was this how it was like? To feel so much all at once? He didn't like it. It was all too much. The pressure raging in his head, his body aching with displeasure. Katsuki Bakugo was tired. He needed to sleep.
Sleep...sleep.
Looking down at the pills, he immediately began feeling his drawbacks starting to ease. He just desired to take one pill. One pill wouldn't hurt.
No...no I want to sleep longer. I want to stay with Kiri longer
Inevitably, Katsuki would wake up from his paradise, and back to this hell, he called life. At least he can enjoy the dream while it lasts. He can feel that surreal element once again. He can feel it all over again for longer. He can stay with Kiri longer. Katsuki Bakugo wanted to stay longer. Ripping the cap off, Katsuki stared down at the pills.
