What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

•Chapter Seven•

Kirishima's pov

I woke up in a cold sweat. My breathing was sped up, and my head was pounding.

"Kirishima, what's wrong?" I heard Bakugo ask, breathlessly.

I managed to turn my head to face him, "Nothing, just a nightmare."

He didn't look pleased. "What about?"

I shook my head 'no', "I'm sorry, Baku, but I can't say." He then took one of my hands in his and looked me directly in my eyes, "Tell me. Now."

I huffed, "I'm sorry! I can't tell you!" My eyes started heating up, tears covering them slightly.

"Just fucking tell me, Kiri! I can't help you if I don't know what it was about!" He looked panicked, and I couldn't blame him. After all, he's dealing with me of all people.

Though I still couldn't tell Bakugo what it was about. I didn't want to bring it up with anyone. But the truth is, I've been so stressed about everything because I haven't cut myself in a few days. I've had no way to release the tension inside me. I know that if I cry, I'll make it into something worse, and I don't want anyone to worry about me. But look how that turned out. Now Baku won't leave me alone.

"Stop pressing me about this!" I yelled a bit.

His eyes widened, "I'm trying to fucking help you! We're supposed to be friends!"

"We are friends!"

"Then why can't you tell me what's wrong!?"

"Because I don't want you're fucking help!"

"I don't care, you're getting it!"

"Just leave me alone!"

My vision blurred as tears flooded down my face. Bakugo stopped, and reached his hand out to my cheek. But I slapped him away, too scared and angered to do anything else.

"Why can't you just drop it?" I said, just below a whisper.

"Because I can't lose you," His voice cracked even though he was speaking softly, "You're my best friend, so you can't leave me. And I have to do whatever it takes to make you stay."

"What?! You think I'm gonna fucking kill myself or some shit? How broken do you think I am!?"

"Yes! You wanna know what I really fucking think? I think that you're some sad, lonely guy who wants to make everything perfect because he can't fix himself! I think that something in your life went so fucking wrong, that you don't know what to do anymore! I think you're faking everything! Your smile, your energy! The way you speak even sounds fake!" Bakugo yelled, but it sounded like he was really worried about me.

"I think you're depressed, Kiri! Don't think I forgot about when you were crying your fucking eyes out and hugging me! I could hear you damn near screaming through the walls! And it scared the fuck out of me! I didn't know what to fucking do, I just wanted to help you! And I'm scared that you're going to break down again and again and again, until eventually you feel like you can't deal with everything anymore and then decide you want to die! I don't want to wake up one day and you not be here! I wouldn't be able to cope with myself!"

At this point Bakugo was crying too, and I was crying even harder. How did waking up from a nightmare lead to this?

"So yeah...I do think that you might kill yourself, so just please, please Kiri. Just tell me what's wrong."

I crawled closer to him, he pulled me into his lap, crying into my shoulder and clutched my shirt tightly. "I'll tell you, but I don't want your pity."