What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

• chapter two •

!tw! Warning: this chapter involves self harm, if you're uncomfortable, please go to the next chapter :)

Kirishima's pov

I woke up on Saturday at roughly 5am out of habit, and looked to the person next to me. Oh right, I forgot that katsuki slept in my room last night! I was still facing the wall, and he had tangled our legs accidentally, whilst hugging me tightly to him. I blushed at the position, and shifted to try and get out of it, which made him stir a bit. Once I finally got out of bed, I sat on the floor for a few minutes, just scrolling through my phone. Then minutes turned into hours, and before I knew it, bakugo woke up.

"Oi shitty hair, what's the time." He asked, still growling.

I glanced at the clock on the top of my phone screen and then back to him, "9:30 bro"

He just nodded and sat down opposite me on the floor.

"Why were you sad yesterday?" Katsuki looked at me and then to the wall.

I shrugged, trying to play it off as if it was something light, and not to worry about.
"I don't know, to be honest. Just an off day, I guess" I awkwardly laughed, in an attempt to clear all the tenseness in the room.

I could tell he didn't believe me though, because he sat next to me and put his hand on my back, rubbing it slowly. I blushed but quickly turned my head away.

"Well well well. Is dear katsuki bakugo actually being kind to his friend?" I put my hand on my heart sarcastically, as if I was pleasantly shocked. He whacked me around the side of the head and then proceeded to rub my back again.

I suddenly felt really grateful, that he bothered to be here. Even though he doesn't need to be. He probably doesn't even want to be, after all, all he does is hurt me, and he doesn't even know it.

My chest tightened and tears welled in my eyes. I took a few shaky breathes and cleared my throat, "Bakugo, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Don't lie to me, I know you're not okay." He said, surprisingly softly, "Just tell me what's wrong."

"I can't"

"Yes you can"

"Bakugo! I. Can't." I accidentally shouted at him, "I'm sorry. I just want to be alone right now"

He huffed, "Whatever, shit face."

Katsuki stood up from the floor and went to leave, but just before he did, he looked back to Kirishima, "Mina wants some people over her room later to hang out. At around 6. We'll go together."

And without a second word, he left. Slamming the door behind him.

(Warning, there is self harm in this part ahead.)

I let out a huge breath that I didn't know I was even holding, and tears rolled down my cheeks, but not as badly as yesterday.

I walked to my bathroom, and went towards the cabinet. I grabbed a razor blade that I bought from home just before moving to the dorms, and sat down on the toilet lid. I pressed the blade to my skin and left it there before cutting slightly. The scratch was just about thicker than a paper cut. It didn't hurt much though.

I pressed the blade a little further up my arm, and cut deeper, but not too deep to catch a vein badly. I was going over Mina's later, so I couldn't cut anymore otherwise they'd be disgusted of me. So I put the blade back where it was stored, and I washed my arm. The warm water embaced my wounds harshly, and I sucked a quick breath through my teeth as it did.