Cigarettes - Bakugo Katsuki x OC

Tunnelvision

TRIGGER WARNING
Mentions of blood, kinda gore, and domestic abuse.
Please don't read any further if these things trigger you :)

Sirens were wailing in the distance, her mothers helpless screams deafeningly loud to Hanako's already ringing ears. There she was, laying in the doorway of her own bedroom. Her neck ached as she felt the warm, red liquid still gushing out. Her vision blurred, No, she thought, No i can't die, what about Kenji? Focus, try to breathe, please.

She barely managed to turn her head to the crying 5 year old next to her. "H-Hana! Don't die!" he choked out, "I-i still... w-wanna play lots of hide a-and seek... with you, Hanako!" His little frame moved her way, and he threw himself onto her torso, crying onto her blood-soaked shirt.

"I-.. I want to be just like you, Hana! I wan- I wanna be strong... a-and brave just like.. like you!" He yelled, his eyes wide, filled with tears, he looked her way. "P-please.."

Hanako's eyes were filled with tears, the 12 year old girl was fighting for her life. I just have to hold on... for Kenji... She smiled weakly at the small boy before her.

it was no use, she felt like she was drowning. Gurgling and choking on her own blood. Why would he do this? Her body felt numb, she was unable to move. Her mother cried, "No! Hanako, please my.. my beautiful flower stay with me! i-... please, Hana!" she grabbed her daughters hands and clasped them tightly into her own. "My angel Hana... I'm so sorry.. I-it's my fault.." she sobbed, "It's my fault he ruined you... It's my fault he d-destroyed your pretty face.." Her mother held her hands to her chest. She weakly kissed the girl's fingers, trying to contain herself as she watched her daughters once brightly lit wings slowly die out.

I'm sorry, mom... take care of Kenji, please... I love you.

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Denki Kaminari ran, present and balloon in his hands. He ran as fast as he could. His lungs felt dry and weak in the cold november air. His muscles were burning and starting to give out. His heart was racing and tears streamed down his face. This can't be happening. She cant die. Not now, Not on her birthday.

He ignored the pain, he cancelled it out. He could only think about one thing. Hanako, Don't die on me, Hanako. A weak sob escaped his throat.

He almost lost his balance as his shoulder collided with a young womans, she dropped her groceries, "Shit! Hey, watch where you're going, asshole!" She yelled after him, he kept running, briefly looking back to wave apologetically. "Sorry!" he yelled, before he turned a corner.

Focus Denki, one thing on your mind, highway sight? bridge gazing, no, no you dumbass. Tunnelvision, Denki. Tunnelvision.

He sped up once again, his legs cramping. Fuck, He thought, what if i don't make it? What if i'm late and she dies? No, She won't die, it's Hanako, she'll fight, she'll make it, i know. He clenched his fist and pressed his lips together. He was determined to get there in time.

If Hanako will fight, i should too.

The hospital doors flew open, the yellow haired boy rushed to one of the front desks, almost tripping over his own shoes. "Shimura.. Shimura Hanako, is she- is she here? Wh-... where is she?" He managed to choke out between breaths.