Love Antidote (A Bakushima Story)❤️💊

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Kirishima stayed unconscious the whole time he was being wheeled around, taken care of by Recovery Girl, changed into clean clothes and placed in this large room where he began to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he groaned and looked right into the blond hero Dynamite's eyes who greeted him saying his old name. As soon as Kirishima heard his old name, his eyes went wide and his breathing picked up. "N-No... no, no, no, no! No, don't call me that! Stop! That's not me! No, it's not! They're doing it again, make it stop! Go away, please! I want to go back, I want to go back!!" Kirishima slightly started to tremble and took some deep breaths trying to calm himself down. Bakugo, Sero and Denki looked at each other with worried faces as they saw the small panic Kirishima was in. "I-I failed again... not again. Please no, not again. I-I'm strong, I'm not weak. T-That's what they told me I could be. Strong hero's don't go looking for people who are worthless..." The redhead mumbled. "Hey, calm down man..." Sero said, trying to approach him carefully and flashing him that signature kind smile of his.

This was weird... it was like he was a completely different person, doubting himself over and over with this panicked look on his face. He closed his eyes for a moment to kind of calm down and make everything disappear so he wouldn't say anything stupid or Shigaraki was going to be mad at him and that was never a good thing. Bakugo was so confused. Is... is he trembling? Katsuki and his friends were really confused, Denki and Sero mumbled things like "it's okay..." "what is it?" "You need something?" Kirishima opened his eyes again and lifted his head up with a shaky breath, clearing his throat. "Do not call me by that name anymore. I lost that part of me a long time ago. I was told to leave the old me behind in order to have a life I could be proud of... so that boy is dead. I-I'm Red now, keep it that way." He licked his sharper teeth, feeling and tasting the blood from that nomu before and he spit out onto the floor with a slight gag. "What do you want from me? Information? Data? Locations? I can't give it to you... I can't give it to anyone."

Bakugo stood up and stepped forward "Did he... did he do this to you? Did he hurt you like this?" Bakugo asked, anger slowly flooding him. Shigaraki. He definitely did this. He... he broke him so much he's scared to be himself because he thinks is weak. The blond sat down in the edge of the bed, Sero knelt down next to Kirishima and Denki stood there next to him. "You know we can help you, right?" The yellow haired said in a gentle tone. "Tell us what he told you, tell us what he did to make you forget who you are" Bakugo said. The pain in Kirishima's eyes, his trembling body... this wasn't the same guy he fought earlier but it was him, he knew it was him. He was just buried deep inside that feral man, he needed help and, Sero, Denki and Bakugo promised to themselves they would help this man because after all... they're heroes, right?

"W-We healed your wounds a-and cleaned you... do you... can I..." Denki stuttered, he was the most sensitive of all so his eyes were a bit glossy from tears. He really wanted to hug Kirishima but he didn't knew if it was right, Denki was known for being sensitive for these things. "What happened to you? We can start from that, I mean..." Sero sighed, looking around their room "it seems like we're gonna be here for a long time so... what happened to Kirishima?"

Kirishima didn't respond when they asked him things. "N-No, no no, I can't! I can't! He will be mad! I-I can't make him mad!" Kirishima said a bit loudly but cleared his throat and took a deep breath, trying to relax himself again. The redhead rubbed his eyes a bit and checked to see if he could still harden his hands but he was too tired to even do it. "We can be here for an eternity and I doubt you'll get anything from me... I won't tell you anything about master, I won't tell you anything about the others, I won't tell you about what happened, and I won't tell you anything about my past.... So might as well not even bother. Eijiro Kirishima's been dead for years so don't call me that..." he yawned a bit and pushed his hair up out of his face, placing a hand on his nose that still stung like hell and he groaned. His body still felt so slow and sluggish to move and he felt kinda dizzy so he refrained from moving around too much even though he knew he should be looking for a way out. Sero and Denki looked away, getting a bit lost in thought and thinking what should they do now. They were pro heroes, not psychiatrists!