In need of help | Kiribaku

9.

Bakugou pov

The fuck? Mina? Mina just left and I was processing what was going on until I remembered that Kiri and Mina were childhood friends and it made click.

He told her right? Obviously he did! Who wouldnt spread the shitty truth about someone like you or should I say someTHING? You're really not even worth being called a human. You fucking dog, dont you realize that countless people have already tried to train you? But you are just stubborn and incapable of learning.

That hurt. I know, so what?

I slap myself to shake the voice off. I go into the bathroom, shitty memories, anyways, I look into the mirror and indeed I look like shit. My skin colour looks blotchy and my hair seems greacy. I sigh and take a quick shower remembering that I still have to attend school. Perfect.

As I finish, I get dressed pick up my bag and head to the school building.
Arriving at the class I take a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the weird looks I am about to get.

I step in and Mr. Aizawa tells me to explain myself.
"Sorry that I'm late, I slept in." I said not really bothered, or at least thats what I project on the outside. And as predicted, I get weird looks, a few whispers and I can understand it. I mean I usually am always one of the first ones to be in this damn room. I flop into my seat and the lesson continues.

I glance to the right past Jirou and Kaminari only to be faced by a glare from Mina. She usually is on the kind side of our group but Kiri is like a brother to her and thinking about the way she treats me I must have really fucked up.

Gosh, Katsuki, we talked about this. You always fuck up.
And how often did I already told you to shut your god damn mouth? ... Thought so. Now you are afraid to talk. But fine with me.

"Bakugou dont interrupt my teaching."
I must have growled, talking to myself and this stupid voice like the weirdo I am. Do other people have them too?
"Yeah whatever.."

The school day goes by fast which could be caused by me staying in my thoughts, overthinking and occasionally threatening Deku. The usual.

I head out of the room and see Mina having her arm layed on Kirishimas shoulders in a brotherly manner.

How does she expect me to talk to him when she is blocking him off of me?

I still stand in the doorway of our classroom and look down the hallway where Mina and Kiri were just a few seconds ago while everyone left expect for Dadzawa as we call him.

"Is everything okay Bakugou?"
I look at him, I know my face is talking again, fear, sadness, helplessness? Yeah.. that aswell. But I force myself to put on my annoyed-face mask back on and reply.

"Tch yeah, why?"
I dont even wait for an answer because I know he is not stupid and I dont want to talk about it.
So I stomp off and went to our dorm room so I can change into my workout clothes and do some training since I need to be better than the damn nerd and this is a good way to escape my thoughts because using my hell fire of explosions claimes a lot of concentration.

For my luck, I have the training hall for myself.

I know I have to be able to think in strategic ways in order to win and at the same time control my quirk but there is just no space for thinking about my personal shitty life.

I dont know how long I have been in here but I am starting to get exhausted and second, its starting to get dark outside so it must have been four hours or something like that. I go back to the locker room, change and head to the dorms.

As I enter the common room I feel a dark aura hanging around and Mina and two other glare at me.

Perfect.
So now that they are the perfect childhood friends and and shit she has the nerve to rush the whole class against me. Once I get that little red head shit I'm going to teach him a lesson and right after I'm going to make a carpet out of the racoons fur if she would be a real animal.

Only thing stopping me from doing that is fact that I love kiri and killing an animal just to make it shut up and get its fur is animal tournament. Plus it wouldnt help the situation anyways, Kiri would hate me even more as he should and I would have a shitty time from now on with the class.

I mean I couldn't care less about them but I prefer having things the way they are now than the made up scenario.

Back to reality, I go to the kitchen, get some left overs from this morning I guess and head upstairs after I yell at Deku one last time and give the rest of the class a good night "Tch".

Standing in front of our dorm room, I knock even tho I wouldn't have to since I live there too.

From inside you can hear a muffled "It's open!" and I step inside. Kirishima lays on his stomach on our bed taking in a lot of space and plays some weird game on his phone.

I throw my stuff in the usual corner and slowly and quietly approach the end of the bed. I sit down with the plate in my hands. Eijiro didnt even look up, I think he did notice me but I dont expect him to react, after all, I am the one who fucked up. Not him. But its still weird that he doesnt want to clear things up, must have really really fucking damn messed up this time, oh man...

How do I even start without ruining it?
"Hey.. um.. did you cook this?"
He just hums as a reply which leaves me cold.

I hate to do this but there is no other way out.
"Kirishima?" And for my luck he puts his phone down, I still cant see his face but its a start.
"Can we talk?"

"Oh so the pride filled Bakugou Katsuki wants to deal with his problems for once?"

He did not?
Didnt I tell you that he hates you and only tolerates you because of your quirk and because you have issues only to use them against you in the end because that is the easiest way to destroy you?

But not Kiri- right? Are you even listening? You little shit. Do I have to repeat myself?! No.. you dont..

Lost in shock from what he just said and dealing with the voice I let the plate fall down and scatter into a million pieces.

That pulls me out of my trance and I look at him in disbelieve before slowly but surely making my way out of the room, starting to run down the hallway picking up my pace.

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