Bakugou's Quiet Little (Bakugou X Little Reader)

18

T.W: Panic attack

Bakugou P.O.V

I storm off into the kitchen and hit my fists on the counter, "Damn it." Someone clears their throat, causing me to turn around and see Kirishima, "What the fuck do you want, Shitty Hair?"

He sighs, stepping forward, "I was waiting for you, but I'm done with this. I can't let this continue when it's affecting Denki like this."

I pace the kitchen, "ME! How the fuck is this my fault? I've done nothing but try and help her and be the best boyfriend/caregiver."

Kiri sits at the table, "When did this start?"

I freeze and glare at him, "Is this some game to you? This is the most important person to me."

Kirishima rubs his temples, "Answer the fucking question, Bakugou. I swear I'm trying to help you."

Taking a deep breath, I run my hands through my hair, "Monday! You know this."

"What happened Monday before everything hit the fan?"

"I got back from those stupid lessons and went straight to her dorm to see her like every time."

"How do you usually greet her?"

"I pick her up and kiss her on the cheek."

"How did you greet her Monday?"

"With... a hug... but I said I was tired."

"Yes, but what did you say made you so tired?"

"We had to watch kids."

"HOW did you word it, Bakugou?"

"They were annoying fucking brats and... and I hate kids... agh fuck, damn it all."

"Took you long enough to figure it out."

I kick a chair over, "Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair! God fuck, it is my fault. I said something shitty in front of my little. No wonder she was so pissed with me." I walk back out to the living room and don't see my girlfriend, "Where is she?"

Ashido points to the front door, "She went for a walk around the block right after you left."

Fear creeps into my mind, "Alone?! You let her leave by herself?!?"

I only get a confused look, "Yeah, she said she needed to be alone."

I bolt out the front door, "FUCK!!"

I sprint around the block, calling (Y/n)'s name like she's a lost puppy that will just come running back home but nothing. Walking back into the house, I feel like I can't breathe, and Kirishima isn't helping by repeating, "I knew we should have said something. I told you."

I pace the living room gripping my hair, "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I know! I know it's all my fault. She's gone, and it's my fault. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

Ashido raises her voice, "What are you two mumbling about? Where is (Y/n)?"

I pull my hair, finding it harder and harder to breathe, "I-I don't know! Who knows where the league would have taken her."

"Hold on, the league? The league of villains?"

"Who the fuck else? They want me and want to use her to do it. Fuck, it's all my fault."

"Bakugou breathe. Maybe she just went farther than you looked. Let's try and call her."

Sero, who is rocking a sobbing Kaminari, speaks up, "That's not going to work as her phone is sitting on the couch."