They both stared at me, shocked for a quick second before Bakugo forced Todoroki to turn away as he ran to me.
"Oh my god... Kiri..." He muttered, his eyes watering up as he undid the bindings on my legs and arms.
I couldn't speak. Anxiety filled my entire body and made my stomach churn at the fact he just saw me with boobs and very evidently no dick. What was he thinking? Did he hate me? Did he never want to speak to me again? Not being able to hear his thoughts was killing me.
I tried to speak but it came out in a small whine, the pain from my arms and legs making it almost impossible to move or utter a word.
"No... shhh... don't talk, I got you." Bakugo said as he finished unchaining me, my body slumping forward but he caught me and held me up from falling.
He slowly picked me up, being very careful to avoid any bruises or cuts. I wrapped my right arm around his neck as he held me bridal style. Normally my heart would be racing and I'd be a mess from this, but I was in too much pain to care.
I looked at him and noticed a pained expression, his face having several gashes and cuts across it. He was hurt. Oh my god I let him get hurt again.
"Bakugo... you're hurt..." I muttered, the strength to do so making my body hurt a million times worse.
Todoroki looked over at us as Bakugo took struggled steps forward. He was in pain. I could carry myself. He needed to rest, he needs to recover. I could deal with myself later. He needs to be okay. He was hurt, he couldn't be doing this. It'd injure him further.
"Bakugo I can take him for you. You have some pretty severe injuries." Todoroki recommended, reaching out and setting a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Piss off half and half. I got him." Bakugo squeezed out, taking a deep breath in and then sprinting out of the room.
No! No! He was hurt! I could deal with myself, he needed to rest! Todoroki said it himself, they were severe! As much as I wanted to struggle against him and force myself to walk my body was completely incapable of moving.
I let him get hurt. I led him straight to being fucking injured. The very fucking thing I told myself I'd protect him from. I promised myself I would never let it happen again. But I guess I was such a shitty and weak man that I let it happen anyways.
I'd be a shitty pro hero.
His breaths came out struggled as we walked through the damp and dim hallways of the LOV headquarters. Shouts and punches thrown could be heard in the distance, but the loudest sound that stood out the most to me were the small whimpers of pain that Bakugo was releasing with every step.
"Put me down..." I struggled out, noticing Todoroki trailing close behind us now.
"Are you a fucking idiot? No!" Bakugo choked out, running faster now.
I smiled and leaned my head back. Even when he was injured he still wouldn't give up with the insults. He'd always be my aggressive little Bakugo.
"You're hurt..." I muttered, slowly trailing my right hand up to his jaw. Every little movement made my body erupt in pain, but it was worth if if I got to touch him.
"So are you!" He breathed out, stopping for a second to take a rest. His hearing aid was falling out of his ear so he gently tilted his head against his shoulder and pushed it back in. I'm glad he was wearing them.
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Little Explosions [kiribaku]
FanfictionFtm!Kirishima & Deaf!Bakugo Entirely from Kiri's POV Events in this book are not canon and created solely for the purpose of fanfiction Cover art is not mine! - Ever since middle school, Kirishima has known he was transgender. He hated himself fo...