Wreck - Kiribaku

Found

TW: TALK ABT SELF HARM / SUICIDAL ACTIONS

Bakugou

I got what I wanted. Him.

My heart flutters with excitement at his answer, and I mouth to him "good".

But something I hadn't expected happens. Kirishima starts to attack me with kisses. "Ok?" I let out a small laugh and kiss him back.

"I've," he mumbles in between our lips, "waited so long."

"Believe me," I roll my eyes, "me too."

After a few minutes of lighthearted, wholesome kisses. I hear a knock on the door.

The red haired boy pushes his way off of me.

"Shit," I groan, making my way to the door, "who the hell could it be?"

When I open the door, I gasp, "Sensei?"

I immediately realize I'm in just my boxers and t-shirt and my face flushes. "It's not what you think."

He gives me a small smirk and then leans to the right. "Kirishima?"

"Yes, yes sir?"

"Are you dressed?"

An embarrassed sounding Kirishima responds, "All but my shirt."

Aizawa nods and speaks, "Ok, Bakugou go put on some pants- and then us three can have a talk."

I scrunch my face in complete and utter shock as I walk to my shorts on the floor. How awkward.

Once everyone is sufficiently dressed we gather in the middle of the room.

Kirishima and I sit on the bed, while Aizawa pulls up a chair.

"Ok boys," he gives us a strict look, "I have some questions."

We both nod, a slight irritation giving me the urge to roll my eyes.

"The first," Shouta points to Ei's bandages, "what's up with that?"

I feel my breath catch, and I can see Eijirou tense out of my peripheral.

He continues, "If it was a villain attack, I am legally required to report it to the school."

"Well, you actually," I feel my mind start to run a million miles a minute as I look for any excuse, Kiri should not have to talk about this if he's not ready, "you can't."

Aizawa gives me an eyebrow, "And why would that be?"

"Sir," I sigh, "it's-.. his injuries, they're- he- we were- I did them!"

I feel Kirishima's eyes on me instantly.

"Bullshit," Aizawa tucks his bottom lip, and looks to the both of us. "I know there's no way you would ever hurt him."

"B-but," I bring out a fake angry tone, "I just- he- I was planning on training with him but then beforehand I couldn't stop thinking of the one time I was kidnapped, and I- I accidently took my anger out on him."

"Why," Sensei stares at me with utter confusion, "what is making you lie like this-?"

Then all of a sudden, a quiet voice emerges from next to me, "I guess he's trying to cover for me."

I turn my head to Kiri, is he- is he really going to tell him?

"Why would he have to cover for you," Aizawa crosses his leg with a concerned expression.

"I- tried to," Eijirou places his hand on my knee, which I immediately put mine on top of, "I tried to kill myself."

The room fills with an uncomfortable silence like I have never experienced. There it was. The truth.

"Look," the black haired male shakes his head as he stands placing his hand on Kirishima's shoulder, "I've already been to your dorm." He looks down before backing away and sitting. "I know you've been skipping your medication."

Kirishima nods, a tear rolling down his cheek.

"I... apologize," I grit my teeth, "for lying to you."

Shouta just sighs, "Son, I see the situation you're in, do not apologize, although I appreciate it."

...

"Well," the air stills and I bring up the question I know I've been wanting to ask, "are you going to turn us in?"

A/N
I love you.