"Hello Bakugou. How are you feeling?"
Katsuki crosses his arms and scowled. "How'd I get here?" Clearly he was ignoring the detective. It was his second week being at the hospital and nobody was giving him a decent answer. All the nurses and doctor's said was "don't worry about it. Just be glad that you are safe." But that's not the answer Katsuki fucking wanted! He wanted to know how he got to the hospital and where was Rabbit Face.
The detective sighs, he had heard how cantankerous the eighteen year old can be. A lot of the police officers were patient with him, and he would be too. But maybe not as much as a sugar-coater than them. "You were found unconscious at the Sakura park. The one that is abandoned. Thankfully, you weren't badly hurt. Just a few scratches here and there. But your body temperature was dropping low gradually."
Katsuki begins to feel his heart tighten with grieve. Wh-why did he leave me there? How did I end up there? "Bakugou. I know the doctors still want you to recover since you've probably been through a lot–."
"H-He isn't bad."
The detective blinks twice in a row, clearly trying to process what Katsuki had mumbled. "Pardon?"
"He's...not bad, during my captivity, he was sweet to me. He never tried to attack me to where I knew he'd wanna kill me. He gave me food, made sure I was warm. Rabbit Face was caring."
The man sighs, the doctor said he'd probably suffer from Stockholm syndrome since it's been two months. "Rabbit Face? Is that what he calls himself?"
"....no, I did. I don't really remember much of what he looked like entirely. Just a rabbit mask."
"Are you sure?"
Katsuki's glowered expression deepens at the question. "Yes I'm sure! I know these fucking doctors think I'm going through some Stockholm Syndrome or whatever the fuck it's called! But I DON'T REMEMBER!"
Honestly, he remembered everything that has happened to him as the days went by at the hospital. He felt like he needed to protect Rabbit Face as much as possible. So he played along with not remembering much.
The detective puts his hand out, surrendering as he holds a calm demeanor. "Okay, okay. Easy, let's not get your heart monitor up."
Right after, Mitsuki steps into the room. Her arms are crossed and she has an equal scowl that challenged Katsuki's. "I think that's enough for now. Come back in another week, we'll probably be home by then and Katsuki should feel better by then."
The brunette nods, "right, right. I'm sorry, I see this was a bad time." He stands up from his chair and bows to Katsuki before making his way to the mother, talking to her now. Next thing Katsuki knew, he saw five people step into the room with caution, turning their heads as if they were making sure nobody was watching them. "Bakugou!" Eijirou, Mina, and Denki were the first to run over and jump into his bed. Hanta and Shouto took their times making it over to him.
"I'm so sorry man! I'm sorry we forced you to go to that lame ass party", Eijirou wailed along with Denki. Mina planted kisses onto the blonde's temple, leaving behind red lipstick residue. "Yeah yeah, fuck you guys", Katsuki grumbled.
"We really are glad you're okay", Shouto responds.
"Yeah man, the whole class has been worried about you", Hanta exclaims with a smile.
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The Murderer of All Hallows' Eve: DekuBaku
Fanfiction🎃🎃🎃 When Bakugou was a boy, he remembers someone saving him on All Hallow's Eve. They were a little older than him. But the thing is, he couldn't see his face due to the strange yet cute bunny mask on his face. But even though this teenager was w...