Bakugou
I'm not sure what time it was but I was awoken by sobbing. Heavy, gut wrenching sobbing.
It took a moment for me to realize who it was coming from.
"Wha-," I open my eyes partially, "Ei!" Then they shoot open, I begin to shake his shoulders vigorously. Doing my best not to further injure him in the process.
He wasn't kidding about these nightmares.
After just a moment, Kirishima gasps, trying to grab me with his hands. His cast bumping harshly into my arm. I flinch at the impact but keep eye contact.
"Bakugou," he cries out, "oh my god- you're alive- thank goodness- you're- you're."
I feel my eyebrows narrow in confusion, but then in sadness when he continues.
"Mom, no, mom," he sobs, turning his face into the pillow.
I try to pull him closer but he freezes, his body stiffens and he shoots up. He stays sitting in the bed for only a moment before standing.
He rushes over to my bag and grabs something. At the moment I can't tell what it is. "Eijirou, what are you?" I murmur.
But he starts towards the bathroom with the orange bottle in hand.
No.
I hurry to get up and go after him, but it's too late. By the time I'm there- the door is locked.
I bang on the door. Worry and confusion storming viciously through my veins.
"Kiri?" I plead.
But my only response is sobbing.
"Please," I beg.
"Please, I can't- please don't do this- please don't."
"Ei- come on- Ei."
He finally unlocks the door and I stumble inside. I fall onto my knees beside him, looking at the still full pill bottle in his hand.
"What the hell," I yell, my mind going blank, "we're you trying to overdose or something?!"
"I'm," Kirishima sobs, "I'm a-an id-idiot."
"What the," I take the pill bottle from him, my hands shaking, "what the hell-."
Kirishima throws himself toward me, tears flooding his cheeks like a broken dam.
"I was trying..," he sniffles, "to f-flush them."
I feel the anger of the thoughts I had assumed melt away.
"Oh god," I sigh, my arms wrapping around him as tightly as possible without hurting him, "I didn't mean to yell- I just- I cant lose you."
I feel Eijirou's body start to rock back and forth, that has always been one of his calming techniques. So I join him.
Words leave my mouth in whispers, "I can't lose you, I can't lose you, not now- not ever."
After a few minutes, the red haired boy's sobs calm. His head laying heavily on my shoulder, and although my shoulder is sore from driving so much lately.. I wouldn't want him to be anywhere else.
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Twenty minutes later I hear a soft snore, signally to me that Kirishima had finally fallen asleep. So I decide to pick him, being careful not to wake him. And carry him back to the bed.
I rub his back and kiss his cheek before lying him down and getting in beside him.
"I love you too."
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FanfictionTW - Suicidal Themes Tomorrow, I'll go see him tomorrow. That was the last thing I thought before drifting off into a uneasy sleep. So the next morning came with the same uncomfortable silence.