What If I Jumped? (Kiribaku)

• Chapter Thirty-two •

Bakugo's pov

I turned to Kirishima to hear his answer. I held his hand and gave it a small squeeze, "You can tell me anything."

He averted his eyes to the blanket and sighed, "I'm fine, Baku.."

"No your not fine, and that's okay, but I need to know what you're feeling like so that I can help you."

"I don't want you to help me.. I appreciate you trying, but I don't want help because there's nothing wrong."

"Kiri.."

"Just leave it, okay? Today was a one time thing, it won't happen again. I'm sorry I'm making you stressed." He cleared his throat.

I massaged his fingers with my own and layed my head on his shoulder, "Baby.. I know that something's up, you don't have to lie. I.. I need to know what's wrong because I can't have what happened today to repeat itself."

"It won't."

"But-"

"Just leave it."

I stopped talking, not wanting to make him annoyed.

He let go of my hand only to place his arms around me, minding his wrist, "I'm sorry, Baku. I love you."

"Don't apologize, there's nothing to be sorry for. I'm just scared that you'll do.. that..again and it will go really badly. I don't want for you to not be with me."

He didn't reply.

"I love you too.." I brought my hand to his face and turned to look at him. His eyes bored into mine as I bought my head closer. My lips landed on his, gently, and moved against his mouth. He kissed me back and rested his forehead on mine.

As I pulled away and layed back into my original position, on his shoulder, I closed my eyes, whispering to him about how much I loved him and wanted to be with him for as long as I could.

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We ended up falling asleep together on the bed after our conversation, being woken up by our teacher. Kiri hid himself under the blanket and left me to talk.

"Hello sensei.."

"What happened?"

"Well, uh.."

I leant down to whisper through the sheet to Kirishima, "Can I tell him? What happened isn't gonna get to anyone else apart from me, Mina and Mr.Aizawa."

He was silent for a minute before he finally responded in a quiet voice, "..Fine."

"Thank you, Angel." I whispered, knowing that sensei didn't know about us dating. I hoped he didn't hear us but even if he did, he didn't bring it up.

I stood up on the floor and took Aizawa sensei to the other side of the room.

"Why is the door broke?" He asked, emotionlessly.

"I had to break it down."

"Why?"

"...You can't tell anyone else about this. I'm only telling you because you're someone that both kirishima and I trust."

"Ok, I won't tell anyone."

"He..I don't know exactly what went on, but I went to get him breakfast since he wouldn't get out of bed and when I got back to the room, the door was blocked with my desk chair so I couldn't open it. I eventually got it open by kicking it down.. I saw.. he was on the bathroom floor with a razor blade, cuts on his arm and blood dripping off. He was crying and shit but he wouldn't tell us what he was feeling."

"Did you take him to recovery girl?"

"No, he treated his wrist with things that he brought from home. This isn't the first time that something like this happend."

"I'm aware.. There was an incident with Dabi."

"I know. There was more than that, though. And it's more than just cutting. Sometimes he's really okay, but other times, he's breaking down completely. I'm scared to leave him alone, now." I started to fiddle with my thumbs, looking at them so that sir couldn't see the tears brimming in my eyes.

I felt a hand on my shoulder but didn't look up since I knew it was Aizawa and I couldn't let him see my face.

"We'll figure something out, Bakugo. But we need him to cooperate with us." He removed his hand and walked over to the bed, kneeling down and facing my boyfriend.

"Kirishima, are you awake?"

The blanket shuffled a bit as a head popped out from the top, laying on the pillow. His eyes opened and he nodded slightly.

"Right, well, I need to speak to you about some things. Is that okay?"

"Mhm."

"First, why did you self harm this morning?"

Kirishima's eyes widened but he answered anyway, "I-I just had an off day. I felt really down, and that I was just useless and a burden on people. I thought that if I..ended things, it would be better for everyone..."

I walked over to him and stood next to the kneeling Aizawa, "Kiri, you hurt yourself intending to die?"

"..Yes." He hid under the blanket again.

I felt my legs and arms start to shake, almost unnoticeably, and my breathing sped up, "S-sensei, I'm gonna step out the room for a moment. Or get something to eat. You can stay and ask questions or whatever. I'll be back soon."

"Okay."

I left quickly, trying not to cry or get too panicked. I started walking to the common room, with fast steps.

Once I reached there, I went over to the couch and sat down on it next to Todoroki and Sero. Uraraka and Iida was sitting on the other sofa next to me, talking with Izuku about random things.

"Hey, Bro!" Sero said, smiling.

"Yep."

"Uh..are you okay, man?"

"I'm good."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"You don't look-"

"For fucks sake, stop asking me shit." I raised my voice, getting looks from Ochako and Midoriya. Iida just left the room, not wanting to deal with the drama.

"Hey hey, what's wrong?" Ochako asked, with a confused expression.

"Nothing. Go talk to Mina or something."

"Huh? Why?"

"She'll be more than happy to explain. Or you can just figure it out."

She just sat back down and went on her phone.

"Um.. k-kacchan.. you can talk to us if something's up.."

"Shut the fuck up, Deku. It's none of your business."

"Oh o-okay, sorry."

I sighed and went on my phone too, distracting myself.

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I know it's short and badly written, but the next chapter will be better! :)