What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

• Chapter Twenty-five •

The picture above^^^ is what kirishima's hero costume looks like in this story btw. He only shows his chest, abdominal area and back in this story.

Bakugo's pov

I felt crushed when I heard what Kiri really thought about himself. It was all I could think about for the rest of the school day, playing in my mind on a loop.

Even now, when we was in my bed, at eleven o'clock, his brow was furrowed. He was clenching my shirt as he huddled up to me in his sleep, whispering something almost unintelligible. It was hard to make out the words, but they sort of sounded like 'don't leave'.

Seeing him like that hurt.

All I wished for, was that he would be happy. After everything he's been through, he more than deserves it.

I wrapped an arm around him and rubbed his back, which seemed to soothe him. I kissed his forehead and then rested my head on the pillow, next to him, closing my eyes.

•••

We both woke up at around 6:30, due to my alarm I set. It was Friday so we had to go to school again today.

I turned my head to look at Kiri. His eyes were half closed, though still looking into mine.

"Hey baby, we gotta get up~" I nudged his shoulder gently, only to have him reach his hand to my cheek.

"Baku, I love you." I hid my blush, but leaned into his touch.

"Yeah, I know. I love you too~"

After studying his face, I saw his jaw was tightened and his eyes were now fully open and fierce.

"You okay?" I held my hand on top of his, still on the side of my face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just wanted you to know that I really do love and care about you."

"I know you do, but why do you look so angry about it?"

His eyes widened and then softened, "I didn't realize I looked angry. I just wanted to tell you that because yesterday was our first time saying I love you to eachother, and I thought that you didn't believe I was serious about it."

"I knew you meant it. Don't worry."

He quickly pecked me on the lips before climbing over me and standing up on the floor.

"Imma get dressed in my room, I'll be right back."

Suddenly, I felt uneasy. I didn't want to leave him alone, or for his own mind to get to him, telling him things that aren't true.

"Kiri! Don't leave, you can get dressed in here. Use my spare uniform." I quickly interjected.

"Baku, I don't like changing infront of people." He looked down.

"But your hero costume has your skin showing?"

"That's different. It only shows my front and back, but it doesn't show my arms or legs." He started pulling on his sleeves, obviously a bit panicked.

I thought for a moment, then replied, "It doesn't matter what you are telling yourself about your body, because it's not true. You're beautiful. And I'll tell you that until you believe it. I know that you self harm, and you shouldn't be ashamed by it, it is not always something that is easy to control, but I'll help you through it. If there are scars, then there are scars. That's part of your body now. They don't make you weak, or less stunning. They make you strong, they're signs that you've been through really tough times and still made it out."