"Can This Be Over?" (Angst Deku x Bakugou)

Chapter 2: ACK!

"The fuck did you call me nerd?" He stood up from his chair and lowered his tone.
I stood up as well, at this point Im done with this shit and i dont see why i should have to take it anylonger.
"I said FUCK IT, LETS GO BITCH. If you want to come at me with your tantrums and fits about who knows what, then yeah lets go."
We were staring eachother down at this point and he seemed to be in the process of thinking of what to say, head still low and eyebrows burrowed. He had a snarl and one of the meanest frowns ive seen. God, how i wanted to smack that dumb frown off his face.
"And what? Did someone grow some balls and thats why you think you can just walk in and try talking to me how ever? Dont forget, im above you. Always have been always will, so i suggest you watch the attitude before we have some trouble."
I could notice small sparks starring up in his right hand and he now had a crazed smirk. More and more classmates came in and they were all standing around watching us. I was even more frusterated now. Like why is he so , UGH!
"And you think this..why? Because someone told you that your quirk was worth something when you were like what, 5? Awe, do you want a juice box with that self obsessed ego? Honestly, get over yourself. And im sorry, "attitude"? Awe, is the poor boom boom boy gonna explode my face off or something because he cant handle being called out for acting like a brat all the time? I really dont understand how you can think youre SO great when you truly havent changed since we were kids! Hell, even your mom is probably over it. WE'RE ALL OVER IT."
I was leaning forward and staring straight into him with my hands pressed against my desk. I waited for whatever bullshit excuse he had to throw back and his ears started to get pink.
"If im such a "brat" then why the hell do I always have people praising me, huh? I think youre just jealous that-"
Oh i cut him right. The fuck. Off.
"Jealous? Me? Of YOU? You are: immature, a-a fucking maniac, a god damn sociopath for all I care, s-selfish, narcassistic, and innable to hold yourself accountable of anything that goes remotely against you."
I started swaying my hips and changed my voice to a more sarcastic femimine one.
"Oh my GOD! That sounds so GLAMOUROUS! If only I had the guts to be more like you! Cause you sound just SO, fantastic!"
"Shut up.." he growled. Kirishima was now trying to open his mouth and obviously wanted tp cut in, but seemed too intimidated and everyone, now including some kids from the hallway, were watching. No one dared to step forward to stop us.
"But what do I know? After all, im just SOOOOO jealous of you, your fucking highness."
I had dropped the sarcasm. Can this dude just get it? Like at some point he HAS to.
"I said, shut up!" He started looking at the ground.
"Or what? Are you going to go on another rant of how your going to blow my face up or something? How HOW, are you not tired of yourself? Or THIS for that matter Its the same shit over and over and over again. Doesnt it get exhausting? Im exhausted. We constantly do this and im just so sick of it. I do nothing, you start something, we argue, you threaten me, and i back down. OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER AGAIN. Is it entertaining for you or something? Because it all just sounds stupid at this point, no?"
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP SHUT UP" He was shouting and started shutting his eyes while covering his ears. He had tears in his eyes and everyone started to look worried.
"You gonna cry now? You gonna have another break down about how youre SUCH a victim- oh you poor thing! I wish i could help. Oh wait, IVE BEEN TRYING TO FOR THE PAST 10 YEARS. You cant keep doing this, Katsuki!"
He looked at me wide eyed and i started getting closer to him only for him to start backing up.
"You cant keep making yourself the victim every single time and make all these huge scenes and go on these self pity rants. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK WERE ALL TRYING TO DO EVERYDAY?All we DO is praise you, all we DO is support you, all we DO is cheer you on."
He was up against the chalk board and started to cower down.
"The problem isnt your quirk, it isnt the sports festival, and its not allmight or whatever bullshit excuse you have. Its YOU. Its ALL YOU. So tell me Katsuki, WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT? BECAUSE IVE BEEN BUSTING MY ASS OFF TRYING TO SUPPORT AND PRAISE YOU BECAUSE THATS WHAT FRIENDS DO. THEY SUPPORT EACHOTHER. BUT THAT'S BULLSHIT RIGHT? Because IM just the "no good extra" that in your words, I need to-"
"Dont you fucking say it, Deku. Shut your f-fucking m-mouth."
He had tears going down his face and his legs were slightly shaking.
"Go take a swan dive off the roof. Maybe Ill have a quirk in my next life."
Everyone gasped. Kirishima looked the nost hurt.
"Bakugou..did you..did.. nah.. did you really say that to Midoryia?" Kirishima voice broke.
Bakugous mouth was opened and he looked choked.
"But that was a long time ago! I, i changed! Deku i cha-"
"Oh really? THEN WHERES MY FUCKING APOLOGY, HUH? If youve "changed" then the least you can do is apologize or atleast hold yourself accountable. But this is Katsuki fucking Bakugou were talking about, so i guess that would be too much of a standard for you, wouldnt it? ALL DAY! EVERYDAY! You yell, your obnoxious, you cuss everyone out, ESPECIALLY me, you call me weak, you call me sooo much shit for that matter, so don't even! Don't you bullshit me with 'change.' "
He was still looking around the room at all his dissapointed classmates and was crying, body trembling. I grabbed his jaw and faced it towards me.
"Look at me, Katsuki. Look at me, the worthless little shit who you tormented for years."
He shut his eyes and started shaking his head.
"I said, LOOK AT ME ASSHOLE."
I kicked up my leg and slammed my foot next to his face. The whole room flinched including him. Iida approached:
"Midoryia, is this nessacary? Please hes had enough.."
I ignored him and kept my hand around his jaw. He slowly forced his eyes open and we stood there staring at eachother. It felt strange being the one to put your hands on someone else rather than being the victim of someone elses hands.
"Now listen here." I said slowly and inched my face in.
"You are pittiful. You are stubborn. You are immature. And for gods sake, you were supposed to be my "fucking hero." You are not the same Katsuki I once saw, nor will you ever be. Because all i see is a weak little boy who obviously is too ashamed to admit how little he's acually grown. So dont EVER, try bringing up how "you've changed." You just found a new distraction."
I held him there for 5 more seconds before aggresivley pulling away and standing there starring down at the now pitiful sight. He was on the ground, legs held close to him, his eyes were watering and his face was dripping with tears. I walked back to my desk and whispered "Im over this."
I gathered my stuff and said
"Tell Aizawa i wont be in class today." And i left heading down to my dorm. Everyone just looked down at the ground and no one said a word.
Was I too much?