It's Just Medicine // KiriBaku // Sad Bakugou

A Therapy Session

Bakugou sighed as he stared up into his dorm ceiling. Nothing was wrong with him, it's just, he was really unmotivated to move out of the bed.

[Bakugou]

I grumbled under my breath as a slither of fucking sunlight hit my eye, just perfectly. And me, being the dumbass I am, attempted to swat the sunlight. All in all, I was very moody.

I flopped onto my side and stared at the bright bold red numbers on my alarm clock: 7:54.

I didn't want to get out of bed, much less leave the warmth that was wrapped around me. But I had to.

My mom, the old hag, had booked me an appointment with a therapist. Before I could flop back onto my back, the door was kicked open by no other than shitty elf-ears.

"Wakey, wakey, Bakugou-san! And don't even try to fool me so that you can stay in bed." Haruno yelled out loud.

I only responded in an annoyed grumble. I buried my head into the comfy cave I had created with my blanket, only for it to be snatched away by her.

"Oi, get up, spiky hair. You have your appointment today. Your mom will be waiting for you outside. And hurry up for god sake, I have to get ready for me and Tsu's date!" Haruno smacked me in the head with a pillow.

Normally I would be pissed off and yell my fucking head off, but I couldn't be bother and only mumbled back with a 'Whatever'.

That seemed to satisfy Haruno as I heard her footsteps leave the room and the door shut close. I didn't exactly want her to break down my door again so I rolled on the bed until I eventually slipped off and landed on my back with an 'Oof'.

'Another day, another facade...' I thought miserably, but nonetheless got up and changed.

I got changed into a T-shirt that once had an imprint on it, but faded due to how much it's been used. I changed my pajama pants to jeans and had attempted to brush down my spiky hair with no avail. I rolled my eyes and threw the brush onto the counter, wondering why I even bought it. But I still managed to move my fringe a little so that it covered my sunken eyes.

I threw my dorm room open and walked out into the hallway. Luckily for me, most of the idiots were out.

"Hey, bro! I didn't think you'd be up this early!!" Kirishima yelled out before throwing his hand over my shoulder.

I growl lowly at him, "Shut up shitty hair."

"Our hair isn't that different, Bakubro." Kirishima rolled his eyes.

I shoved his hand off my shoulder, grabbed the keys and unlocked the front door.

"Where're you going, dude?" I heard him ask me.

"Out." I mumbled before slamming the door shut and walking out the building.

"Sweetie, I know this therapist is gonna make you feel better, I just know it." My mom tried to get me motivated.

I only rolled my eyes in response. This was the 3rd therapist my mom had assigned me to. The other two, well let's just say I ended up blowing up their office by accident.

We pulled up in front of a rather nice looking house. I sighed and opened the door. Both me and my mom were standing at the front door. She rapped on the door.

"Come in! The door's opened!" A female's voice chirped.

My mom opened the door with ease. The inside of the house wasn't too shabby. There were some Islamic tapestries and embroideries that hung from the walls, the sofa's were neatly done for some reason, the cabinets and shelves were lined up with souvenirs across the globe.

'Huh. This person seems rich, yet they chose such a small and nice house.' I thought.

A girl who appeared to be shorter than me poked her head into the living room.

"Hey there! Katsuki and Mitsuki, right?" The girl grinned.

"Yes." My mom smiled politely.

Then the girl came into full view. She seemed to be a few inches shorter than me and short black hair. The girl had dark chocolate brown eyes that seemed to be black in the dark. She had a guarded expression, but also seemed rather soft.

"I'm Raihan Zaki. Nice to meet you." The girl smiled.

'I feel like this girl is Soy Sauce's long lost sister.' I frowned at the cheeriness of the girl.

"Come on. Mitsuki, you can go upstairs. There'll be a girl waiting for you there. Katsuki, right?" Raihan tilted her head at me.

I growled. She only responded with a clasp of her hands.

"Alright! You can follow me to the sitting room." Raihan made a 'follow me' gesture.

I looked at my mom pleadingly, wanting to get out of here. She only responded with a tender kiss to my forehead and skipped up the stairs, leaving me. I did the only thing I could: I followed the short girl into the sitting room.

She sat in front of me, her legs crossed on the sofa. Raihan offered me some tea and I grudgingly accepted, since I didn't drink anything this morning.

All in all, the tea was good to be honest.

"So, Katsuki, I'm not gonna pry the answers off you. So, I'm gonna start with something simple, what went wrong in your life?"

Call me crazy or something, but that was not how my other therapist sessions went. Normally they asked me what kind of shit I was into and stuff I could care less about.

I just stared at the girl in front of me. She looked back at me with those brown eyes, blinking rather innocently.

"I don't know. Guess I lost count." I shrugged, my words nearly slurred with the tea.

"Huh, that bad? I get it. A friend of mine nearly committed suicide if I hadn't texted her." Raihan replied cheerily, but a thick coat of sadness covered her words.

"Oh. How is she?" I asked.

I may be a jerk, but that doesn't mean I can't care from time to time.

"She's fine. She lives with her boyfriend right now and she's coping. Speaking of boyfriends, do you have any crushes or anything?" She asked, filling a cup of tea for her.

I fidgeted in my seat. My mind went straight to Kirishima and I was silent.

"It's a guy, isn't it?" Raihan smirked at me.

My face blew up bright red and I choked on my tea, "How the fuck-?"

"I have two quirks, songbird and mind-reading." She replied.

My mind went blank and Raihan giggled.

"Don't worry. Like I said, I won't pry answers off you nor will I poke in around your gay business." She sipped her tea.

"You're not... weirded out?" I asked.

Raihan looked at me with wide eyes, "Dear, no! I may be religious, but I respect everyone for who they are. Besides, I'm asexual myself."

"Oh." I muttered.

We started talking about stuff until she asked her question again.

"Answer me, what went wrong in your life?" She asked once again.

"Well, I guess it started when I got myself locked in a classroom... then it lit on fire... then my sister ran away... then I locked myself in my room for 6 days... then I tried to commit suicide but failed... then I was involved with other shit..." I said.

'What the fuck, why can't I stop?' I thought to myself as the words came spilling out of my mouth.

"That sounds serious, Katsuki. And you haven't told anyone about this?" Raihan looked at me worriedly.

I shook my head and her mouth opened a little before closing. Raihan sighed before eventually standing up.

"I see, Katsuki. Well, I look forward to our next appointment." She said and disappeared, probably going to look for the old hag.