A Silent Sin

His Cries

                                                                          Bakugou's Point of view.

I was awoken from sleep because of that dumbass knock-off Pikachu. It was hella annoying. I'm going to sleep to get away from you. Loud knocking kept being placed on my dorm room door, I sat up throwing my blankets off of me. I stomped over to the door throwing it open to see a worried kaminari, his hands shaking frantically, his eyes looking like they're about to burst into tears. I sighed.

"For the last fucking time im not watching I Am Legend No matter how many times you cry over his dead dog, okay!" I growled going to slam my door in his face when I heard a loud cry from downstairs.

"Ugh if you're here to make me apologize about saying All Might's bronze age was lame to Deku I'm not saying shit!"

"B-bakugou that wasn't M-midoryia..." He slowly started.

"Eh? Then who was it? Did Icy-Hot finally break down? Took him long enough." I crossed my arms leaning against the door frame, if it was him I couldn't wait to see it.

"N-NO! BAKUGOU THAT WAS KIRISHIMA!" He yelled tears flowing down his cheeks.

What..

I stood still, surprise falling over my face. That can't be true. He was perfectly fine when he left to go get snacks for the class only two hours ago.If something did come up he would have called me. That's what he said, he usually calls me when somthings bothering him. 

"If you're lying to me.." I stayed, lifting off the door frame "I will end you."

Kaminari booked it to the emergency stairs, throwing the door open and running down. I ran after him, it's not like I believed him when he said it was Kirishima's cries that I heard no. But to see him so frantic small sparks of electricity wrapped around his body when he ran i probably wouldn't have followed.

My stomach soon started to turn when the cries started to get louder the closer we got to the common room, it didn't sound like Deku, and hell it wasn't Icy-Hot. The cries were to persistent, too loud, too real, too much like-

Kaminari threw open the door to the common room and ran up to Mr.Aizawa who was carrying Kirishima in his arms, and like Kaminari had told me, those cries were from Kirishima.

My beautiful Kirishima.

He looked as if the world was crumbling down around him and all he could do is sit and watch. Who in the world did this to you, who hurt you so. I walked up to Aizawa, the other extras in the class either too shocked to even move or too scared to lay a finger on Kirishima.

My hand slowly made its way to his back, he shuddered at my touch, turning his head to look me dead in the eye. Red on red, his face colored pink in the yellow lighting. I felt my heart fall down to my feet , I continued to rub at his back. Showing him that "I'm here" and that "I won't hurt you."

He tried to silence his cries, leaning out of Aizawa's arms trying to get to me. Aizawa got the jist and put him down, he winced at the contact to the floor and fell into my arms.

Gripping onto my shirt for dear life I held him back, my hand resting in his hair and the other around his waist trying to keep him from falling all the way to the floor. 

Ponytail came up to me with a box of tissues, I took one. And spoke.

"Kirishima.."

No response

"Kiri, look at me.."

He shifted in my arms, he was crying into my shoulder , wetting the fabric of my shirt with his tears.

"Eijirou.."

He stiffened, not expecting me to call him by his given name. But in the end he listened and lifted his head to look at me. Sad, sad eyes staring straight into mine. I could feel my heart squeeze in pain and guilt for not being able to protect him when he needed it.

I took the tissue and started to wipe away his tears, even after I did more would continue their way down his cheeks. Persistent.

When was the last time he cried.

I started to cradle his jaw in my hands, I didn't know what to do. He tried to muffle his sobs but in the end nothing worked. I placed his head back on my shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. He was exhausted. I can tell you that.

"Bakugou go take him to his room, watch over him.." Mr.Aizawa stated, sighing lightly. I nodded, seeing how Kirishima can't walk or can but it hurts for him to walk. I pick him up and wrap his legs around my waist, to where he can sit on my hips. He winches before getting comfortable, shaking in my arms.

I walked to the elevator and pressed the third floor button, he stopped crying but small hics and sniffles came from him. I rub his back trying to soothe him as much as possible, guilt washing over me like a tsunami, I want him to be okay. I want him to smile. I want to see that beautiful smile I've learned to love so much.

I walk to my room and place him on my bed, not turning on the lights so he can fall asleep, going to get him a change of clothes till he grabs onto my arm, hard. "D-d-don't leave! Please don't l-leave me!" He screamed, it was a soul crushing sound. His eyes are full of sorrow. He was scared, very scared.

"P-please bakugou..dont leave, please don't leave me alone. " he dropped his head, tears rolling down his cheeks onto my bed sheets. I sat on my bed ,holding him close , I pressed a soft kiss to his temple and he gasped and tried to stifle his whine.

The realization hit me, he needed me. More, than I thought. I held him closer and laid down, laying him down with me. He curled into me ,our legs tangling up, my hand in his hair while the other wrapped around his waist. He clung to my shirt, his grip tight enough for his knuckles to go white from the pressure. I pressed a few more kisses to his face, one of his forehead and the others on his cheek. The taste of salt on my lips from his tears, my beautiful Kirishima..

I'm so sorry.

I should have been there.

I should have been there to protect you.

How am I supposed to be the number one hero if I can't even save those that I love..?

I promise I'll protect you from here on out, I'll make sure whoever did this to you gets sent straight to hell for hurting you. I'll make sure of it. So I can see you smile again. So you can be happy again.