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

Best Friend Care

{Haruno's POV}

Normally, I wouldn't be worried about Bakugou. I knew he could take care of himself. Just, not mentally.

My bedroom was the only tranquil place I could sit and think peacefully. I could think whatever, it was relaxing.

But I was mostly thinking about Bakugou's health. Mentally and physically. Lately, I've been noticing that he's been disappearing every single day, though I'm not sure where. He had also been looking rather pale, and his hair was a little more deflated. When I heard that he was scheduled to get a new therapist, I couldn't help but feel guilty.

I'm not sure why though. I was doing my best as a good friend, someone who was there for him when needed. Other than Ichigo, but she still lived in Tokyo, which meant she was out of bounds. You couldn't really expect any mental help from a friend who lives about ten thousand fucking miles away from where you live.

Yet, I felt like I wasn't doing enough, feeling like I could do even better. But what could I do? I wasn't Bakugou. I didn't know how he was feeling. I never knew how he had been feeling over these past few years.

Of course you didn't. You're the worst fucking friend ever.

'Shut it.' I gritted my teeth together.

But I knew deep down it was right. I could do better. I sighed, letting my head roll back and hit the pillow. I wanted to help him desperately. Not because I wanted to, but because I needed to. I had promised her I would take care of him...

Her... It had been so long since I last thought of her.

"Toga-san..." I mumbled under my breath.

Although I may not have been there on the day she left, I still missed her. She and Bakugou cared for me, like older siblings I never had before. Scratch that, both of them were practically like elder siblings to the friend group. But Bakugou had looked up to her. After all, they were siblings.

I couldn't imagine how he felt when he woke up that very night, seeing the window wide open with only a note and a stuffie toy left behind. I couldn't imagine the pain he would feel after all these years, holding such a huge burden. Such a huge secret. He could never tell class 1-A. They would use him, use him for information. Then, ditch him. He had already gone through that one too many times. I wasn't going to allow that to happen again.

When he first met the Bakusquad, I had high hopes that he would finally make friends, true friends who would stick with him through thick and thin.

He needed someone like that, someone to hold him up even in the most dire situations.

'Get up, find Bakugou. Get up and find Bakugou. Just fucking get up already.' I thought to myself before finally heaving my body off the bed.

I slipped my shoes on and began looking around, searching for Bakugou.

{Third person POV}

Searching for Bakugou was a lot harder than Haruno anticipated. She had checked every room and every corner. Searched through every nook and cranny. She even searched the boys bathroom for god's sake! But Bakugou was a no-go.

'Hah, his name is Baku-GO, but not Baku-STAY.' Haruno thought to herself, but then grimaced.

Why did she think of that? And why did she find that funny? She was his friend, thinking about that one thought was mean. But, it also made her think about her earlier actions.

Never in her life had she ever asked Bakugou to stay. She only listened to Bakugou. If he told her to leave him alone, she would happily obey and leave Bakugou to himself. But, she never had asked why he wanted to be left alone. Now that they were older and teenagers, Haruno was determined to stick with Bakugou.