**** There is a tic attack in this chapter (not heavily described or understood by Bakugo) please take care of yourselves and don't read this yet if you think it is going to affect you negatively today! If you find yourself being unable to read this and you are desperate to know what happens comment and I will summarise the part. It begins a paragraph after the first line of stars ****
Katsuki's alarm woke him up bright and early the next morning. He had stayed in his room all day yesterday despite the complaints from the rest of the 'Bakusquad' as they arrived back at the dorms one by one. For once he was truly dreading school starting again. Holding back his shivers for a mere 10 minutes in front of Present Mic was one of the most challenging things he had done in a while. It was something he couldn't win against. And now he would have to sit through hours of lessons completely still if he wanted to keep his place at UA.
His second alarm going off prompted him to haul himself out of his tiny bed to start getting ready for the day. 10 minutes later he stood in front of the door to his dorm willing his body to let out all the shivers that it needed to, but of course the one time he was alone his body stayed completely stationary. Already in a foul mood he stormed down to the dorm kitchen. If he was going to deal with this shitty situation he was at least going to be well fed. As predicted the rest of his 'friends' all practically sleep walked downstairs around 15 minutes later. Just like last term he served them all a plate of various breakfast food because he knew damn well they wouldn't do it themselves. They would quite literally starve if it meant getting up just a minute later. He was met with the usual thanks and ridiculous nicknames as he sat next to Kirishima to scoff his own breakfast down. It was all going pretty well so far, everything was as it was just a couple of months ago. Even the shivers felt relatively distant as he allowed himself to begin to relax.
"Hey Bakubro! What happened to your face?" "Yeah dude did you get attacked or something?"...
Of course he couldn't have 5 minutes of peace in this cruel world. He shouldn't really be surprised that they noticed the relatively large white plaster that strongly contrasted with his slightly tanned skin. He was just kind of hoping that they would just assume that he got into another stupid fight with some extra.
Finishing his food, he stood up letting his chair scrape painfully against the floor. The group continued to stare at him as he washed his plate up, they clearly weren't letting this one go.
"What do you fucking think happened? Am I the only one that kept up with a training schedule?" He bluffed as he turned around. Instantly the group went back to their raucous laughter seemingly eased at the prospect of Bakugo just being Bakugo. He wondered if they would still be laughing like that if they found out the reason he had been punished.
Soon enough everyone had finished eating and the group started the short walk over to their classroom. Bakugo hadn't even made it halfway to class when he froze. He could already feel the sensation alluding to a head jerk building. He had somehow forgotten how all consuming trying to hold it in was despite having done it mere hours ago. A stab of panic surged through him as he realised this was his life now for god knows how long. How the fuck was he going to survive this? If he carried on like this his grades were definitely going to end up dropping and that would just be another reason to be kicked out of UA. It was a lose lose situation. Without even realising it, Bakugo found that he was massively lagging behind the group. Thinking he was in luck he quickly scanned the area behind him to make sure it was clear before letting his head snap to the side. He willed his body to get it over and done with as soon as possible so he could just focus on his work for the rest of the day.
"Bakubro?"
"Shit!" Bakugo exclaimed as he whirled around to face the red head that had magically appeared next to him. "Jesus christ shitty hair don't sneak up on me like that!"
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Tics and Scratches
FanfictionThe pressure in the back of his neck began to build yet again. It was incessant. Over and over it would slowly crawl up Bakugo's back before settling ,hidden, at the base of his neck. It would wait, taunting him of what was to come, before taking co...