Dissociation. A disconnection and lack of continuity between thoughts, memories, surroundings, actions, and identity.
A simple diagnosis that Bakugo could handle.
Dissociative Identity Disorder. A person's identity fragmenting into two or more distinct states.
That, he could not. This diagnosis had to be wrong. There was no way. He was always Bakugo. He remembers everything...well not everything but it's all his memories, no one else's. He sees through his eyes, it's always his.
"You're fucking wrong. You're wrong. It is just me! No one else." He growled, clenching his fists.
"No, the diagnosis is correct. It's you, which is called a host, and a little alter. It's not that uncommon, Bakugo. It's okay to have this condition." He refused to accept that.
He had not quite accepted yet the fact he did indeed have a regressive side. He wanted to be the number one hero, not some useless man-baby.
"You. Are. Wrong." And with that, he left, finally letting the tears that were building up to fall.
His mind was spinning, why did he feel like this? Why couldn't he remember certain things? Why did it seem to be getting worse? How can he not fucking remember? Why has this been the worst pain he's ever been in? It hasn't stopped, not since he found out Ochaco and Midoryia have been dating. Maybe he's dying, he wouldn't be too surprised. It felt like a piece of his heart physically broke the night he found out.
"Calm. I need to calm down." He muttered over and over, shaky hands fumbling underneath his bed for something.
His hands appeared from out underneath, gripping a pill bottle tightly. Hope-filled his heart. His most desired calmness will come finally.
Take one every 6 hours as needed for anxiety.
He popped two into his mouth, sighing. What? 10? 20 minutes before it starts to kick in and all his problems will just fade away, just like his consciousness before he drifts into a peaceful sleep?
This was his favorite part. The sleep. There was no noise, no people, no trauma, nothing. No one existed. Not even him. Hours passed, and he didn't exist. It was like a trial. No one missed him when he was mia for a few hours, what was a few decades?
a/n: why is this starting to piece together if they're one shots lol. why does it seem like they go together
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mha little space oneshots
Teen Fictionthese are mha based one shots! they're little space, but will be depressed little space one shots <3 please please proceed with caution when reading.
