Terminal Sinners

Chapter 2: Let's Play a Game of Who's Scarier When Angry

Chapter 2: Let's Play a Game of Who's Scarier When Angry

~K A T S U K I~

Bakugou Katsuki could admit that he was an angry person.

He wasn't ashamed of it; pretty much everyone and everything was annoying anyways so it wasn't like it was unjustified. He could probably write a list of things that deserved his anger longer than the Japanese dictionary, and then go ahead and write another ten more.

One of such things was his best friend barging into his room through his window at god-knows-what time in the morning, bleeding profusely through two fucking bullet wounds.

Yeah. Bakugou Katsuki was not a fucking happy camper.

"Ow! Kacchan! Would it hurt you to be just a little more gentle! I'm injured."

Katsuki growled in response and tightened the bandage around shitty-Deku's leg even more causing another groan of pain. "Yeah, I can see that you dumb fuck. Obviously you're the fucking blind one here if you got hit by two lame ass air bullets from some D-rank villain."

"Kacchaaaan, I told you! I was fighting five guys at once! And her quirk let her shoot bullets out of her fingers! What was I supposed to do!"

"Oh I don't know, maybe don't fucking take on five guys at once, you useless dipshit."

Deku merely grinned in response and ruffled his spiky hair, causing him to be shoved roughly away from the angry blonde boy. "Aw, Kacchan! You do care!"

"Fuck off."

Deku hopped off the bathroom counter and addressed the bandaging job, then nodding to himself as if he deemed it acceptable. Of course it's fucking acceptable. I'm a great fucking medic.

"Thanks Kacchan! I owe you one."

"If your so fucking greatful you'll haul your useless ass to bed before your stitches rip. I'm not redoing them if they do, you hear me asswipe?"

"Kachaaaan. Don't be like that. I thought you liked patching me up!" he whined teasingly, as he started hobbling his way to his own bedroom.

"Yeah, only cause I like to see your wimpy ass in pain."

"Ooo, kinky." Deku responded smirking, earning him a small explosion to the face.

"You're damn lucky the old man and the hag are away this week, shitty Deku. Have fun explaining this shit to them when they get back. I ain't helping you with fuck-all."

Deku merely nodded nervously in response before pausing in his doorway and giving him a large grin.

"Goodnight Kacchan. Sorry for waking you."

"Whatever, nerd. Don't do it again."

Katsuki got about three more hours of sleep in before he had to get up for school. After throwing his alarm clock across the room, effectively breaking it again, he did a quick workout in his room before grabbing his school uniform and heading to the shower. On the way to the bathroom he passed Deku's room with its door wide open so he could hear every single one of Deku's obnoxious snores. He rolled his eyes and slammed the bedroom door closed, not really caring whether it woke him up or not.

Deku had been living with him and his family for a while now. After Auntie Inko died in a car crash when they were ten, Deku had gone completely off the grid for two whole years. They had filed a missing person's report, but the police could never find him and eventually gave up, assuming he was dead. Katsuki and the old hag were furious, convinced that they were only giving up because a missing quirkless teen wasn't high on their priority list. They searched for him themselves, but just like with the police, they couldn't find a trace of him.