I need help. (Kiribaku, poor depressed Bakugou, and more -w-)

Wanting ≠ Needing

Bakugou looks at himself in the mirror. His hair was messier than usual. Mostly because he was tossing and turning so much last night. He barely got any sleep. He noticed that every night he seemed to get less and less sleep. Should he be concerned about this?
    He pushed his worries away and brushed his teeth. He spits the toothpaste out and wipes his mouth with his hand. He looks at his wrist as he does. The scars were getting lighter. They'll never disappear though. He made new ones almost every night. He moves his hand back to his side. He looks in the mirror for another second before leaving the bathroom.
    He walks to his room and puts on his school uniform. He makes sure that the sleeves cover his arms completely. He doesn't want anyone asking about it. Especially Kirishima. Kirishima would want to help him. He doesn't want anyone's help. But there is a difference between wanting something and needing something. He needed help, but he didn't want it.
    He walks to the kitchen. He opens the fridge and takes out a cup of yogurt. He eats it quickly, hoping to avoid his mom. He doesn't succeed, unfortunately. Mitsuki comes downstairs and walks into the kitchen.
    "Good morning~," Mitsuki says. Bakugou rolls his eyes, trying to be like his usual self. Mitsuki intertwines her fingers and lays her head on the backs of her hands.
    "Soooo. I heard you talking to the nice boy yesterday." She says. He had brought Kirishima over to his house the day before.
    "And?" He asks, again trying to be his usual self. Mitsuki's eyes flutter.
    "You guys would be good for each other~," Mitsuki says. Bakugou's eyes widen.
    "Shut up old hag!" Bakugou says. He gets up from his seat and walks to the door.
    "Tell me that at your wedding!" She says. Bakugou opens the door and slams it closed. He walks with his hands in his pockets. He is listening to music as well.
    He was glad his mother had a conversation with him rather than yell at him for every little thing he did. Nice change of events. But it wouldn't last long. Nothing does.
    He walks to the front of the building. He sighs and takes out his earbuds. He turns off the music and is about to open the door to the school when he hears a familiar voice yell after him.
    "Bakugou!" The redhead yells. Bakugou turns around and sighs.
    "What do you want from me shitty hair?" Bakugou asks, grunting. He didn't want people to question him so he acts like everything's fine.
    "I wanted to walk to class with you," Kirishima says, a big smile on his face.
    "Whatever," Bakugou says walking into the school. Kirishima follows him. They walk to 1a together, Kirishima rambling about whatever. 

(I know this is bad -w- Please don't be mean to me T^T Also very short O-o)