Sweet Scent (Depressed Bakugou) NEXT CHAPTERS ON ANOTHER ACC!!

Cotton

-Bakugou POV-

I wake up on my room floor, feeling very unclean for some reason. The floor feels very sticky, and I hate the feeling. I peel myself off the floor before staggering and clutching my bed for support. I wonder what caused the sticky feeling. I start to stretch but stop when I feel lightheaded. Did I pass out? From what, though? I look out at the window and realize it's nighttime. Damn, how long was I out? Everybody's probably eaten dinner already and went to bed. Of course, they didn't check up on me though. I lie down on my bed, pulling the cotton sheets over me. They feel soothing, but start to become sticky as well.

"I wonder why..." I think and sit up. I check the time and realize it's almost midnight! I don't feel that tired though. Might as well find out why everything feels sticky.

I scan the floor for anything unusual and almost yell out. There's just a large puddle of blood on the floor! I don't think it was enough to do any major damage, but I have to clean that up. I flip open my laptop and type in "How to clean a lot of blood." It says use paper towels to mop it up, so I sneak downstairs to grab a roll. My arms sting and feel super heavy, so I'm probably going to have to go to Recovery Girl's tomorrow. I look at the empty bowls in the sink and the now-empty pot of soba on the stove. 

"Bakugou...?" a voice whispers and I jump. I whip around to see Earphone Jack-ass walking to the chair in front of me, fiddling with her ear things and looking embarrassed. She stretches her hand out gently as if she's trying to reach something behind me, but she's silent. She looks surprised at my reaction and asks "Are you ok?" with a frown.

"I'm fine, dumbass," I mutter the last word angrily, trying to use the paper towel roll to cover my bare arms. She doesn't look convinced and starts to walk toward me. "W-what the hell are you doing?" I stutter and walk back as she starts to run. She envelopes me in a hug and starts to cry.

"I-i'm sorry for them treating you that way. They said way worse stuff about you when you were gone and I couldn't and didn't stop them. I feel so bad about it," she cries and pulls away from me, her tears dripping on my arm as she wipes her face. 

"What are you talking about?" I ask neutrally, trying not to show my discomfort as the cuts start to sting. I fold my arms together and wait for her to supply an answer. Her facial expression morphs into one of shock and worry. I glare at her and tap my foot impatiently on the tiles, I need to get upstairs quickly. "Well?"

"T-they were laughing about h-how you were a villain and how you should take your advice when you bullied Izuku. They said not even the teachers thought you were g-good enough to be a hero. Also, they were making plans to hurt you and 'give you a taste of your own medicine'," she says, her face calming down as she bites her lip nervously, waiting for a reaction. I feel my eyes widen. Did they really say that about me? No, stop. I don't care. I can't care. 

"Thanks, I guess?" I say and roll my eyes. I try to keep looking angry but I feel my lip trembling. She must notice it too because she looks worried for a second. I feel tears coming to my eyes and try to wipe them off without Earphone Jack-ass noticing. Her face softens, and she almost looks... pitying? "Do you need a hug?" she asks and holds out her hands simply.

I shake my head and turn away from her and start to walk towards the stairs, and she smirks. Suddenly, I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and she starts to laugh.

"Don't even try to deny it Bakugou, you know you want a hug," she says and raises her eyebrows. I immediately start to tear up because no one's shown me this much affection before. It makes me realize that at least one person might care about me in this shithole. I start to cry onto her shoulder (aw) and we stay like that for some time.

(I was gonna show you what it looks like but nah)

"Earphone- I mean... Jirou, thanks," I say after we pull away. She looks confused for a second, then looks annoyed. I immediately start to get angry. "What?"

"It's just... my real name sounds really weird coming out of your mouth," she says with wide eyes. "Just call me by my nickname," she goes upstairs without another word.

"Uh... ok," I think with a weird face and go upstairs with the towel roll. I need to get to work.

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Sorry this is short I really wanted Bakubean to have someone comfort him and so I made a semiwholesome chapter. Also, supportive Jirou yes queen :D