MHA Oneshots

BakuDeku Angst & Fluff

TW for arguments, yelling, verbal fighting. Also a small reminder that my DM's are always open, confidential, and judgement free. I don't have good advice, but I'm good at listening.

Also, this is a very hurt/comfort esque chapter and if you can't tell that's one of my favorites. There's also healthy boundary setting and confirmations of love so yay lol

"You never communicate with me, Kacchan. I need some feedback." He says tensely and I toss up my arms. "I'm trying, okay? I hate being fucking weak. I'm here, aren't I?" I snap and I can see him get more visibly frustrated. "You've never told me anything. You're here but only physically. I want you, damn it!" He shouts and I cross my arms tensely. "You always just say shit so easily! It's like you don't even have to think about it! I'm not like you." I shout back and suddenly his room seems small and constricting.

"I love you!" He screams back and it feels like my heart rips. "Don't you fucking say that right now. That. That's what I'm talking about!" I yell back and he flinches. "You act like you don't want to be with me. I ask you about it and all you say is I'm not good with words and stop worrying damn nerd! I don't care that you're not good at it! I want to know you're trying!" He snaps back and I groan. "I never said I didn't love you!" I say back and he blinks slowly, looking at me through glassy eyes like its the first time. "You never said you did." He says softly and my heart just tears itself to pieces. I act without thinking, jerking forward and hugging him tightly.

He flinches and freezes only to grab my shirt tightly and hide his face. "There's no need to flinch, I'm not your dad. I'll never hurt you. Let's calm down and we can talk it out without yelling." I say softly and he nods against me. "Can we lay down a while?" He asks and I nod. He melts into me and I can feel him start to shake against my chest, tucking his face beneath my chin desperately. I pick him up and take him to our bed, laying down with him on my chest. "Its okay, we'll work this out." I promise and try to hold the tears brimming at my eyes back. He looks up at me as he cries and cups my face.

"Cry it out. We're both hurt, you can be weak around me. Cry it out." He says and I feel a tear escape. He holds my face and i hold him as we fucking sob, clinging to each other and whimpering. He pulls me closer and we lean our foreheads together, his tears running off his face, onto mine, then mixing and running down off my face. I grab his waist tightly and pull him as close as I possibly can, kissing his face repeatedly, getting my lips wet with his tears.

"Its okay, we're gonna be okay." He whispers and kisses my forehead, staying there. I pull the blanket over us, up to our shoulders and trying to relax. He holds my face and rubs my cheeks gently with his thumbs, whispering comforting things quietly. I run my thumbs side to side over his waist and pull him into me. His tears slow and eventually stop, and he just leans against me. Mine take a bit longer to dissappear but he's right here, holding me and giving affection without question. I lean into his hands softly and sigh heavily, relaxing fully.

He kisses my forehead again and nuzzles his head against mine. "See? Feels better to let it out." He mumbles and rubs my almost dried tears away. "I'm sorry, I over reacted. I should try more." I say softly and he nods. "I'm sorry too, I should be better at communicating my needs and setting boundaries." He says and curls into me. I shift to where we're both on our sides. "I'll try to communicate my feelings more, if you tell me exactly what you expect of me. I might not be able to get everything done, you gotta work with me." I say and he nods.

"Please just tell me how you feel about me occasionally. It doesn't have to be everyday, you don't have to say I love you back each time, just enough to where I don't start wondering." He says and I kiss his forehead. "We can do that. I can tell when you start doubting yourself, don't worry about that part since you overthink everything." I say and he nods, cuddling into my chest. "Wow, you're so warm." He mumbles and I play with his hair idly.

"We're good?" He asks and I nod. "We're good. Let's calm down and go to bed." I say and he nods. I have to force myself to sit up, and even then he stays snuggled up to my chest, head tucked into my neck and clinging to me. "C'mon baby, we gotta get our bed clothes on. Do you want one of my hoodies?" I say softly and he looks up at me, eyes sparkling but he looks like he's going to cry again. "Yes, please..." He replies shakily and I kiss his head before maneuvering us so I can get up.

I get dressed into a tank top and sweatpants then toss him shorts and a overworn hoodie of mine. I wear it all the time, there's cigarette burns and the zipper is broken and I let him chew on the strings all the time but he seems so unbelievably happy with it that I wouldn't change it for the world. He reaches for me and I lay beside him, pulling him to my chest protectively. He snuggles into me and let's his eyes close, yawning softly. "Good night." He mumbles as he drifts to sleep and I kiss his forehead. "Good night... I love you." I whisper back.