Katsuki's POV:
Here I am. Once again. Standing at the edge. My hair bonded to my skin by tears. Everything's blurry.
Motions are delayed. I feel as if the world is playing on slow-mow. The beating of my heart.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The sounds of sirens get closer and closer. Behind me is my love, Shouto... I can't hear him, his words... are inaudible.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Just one simple movement and it'll all be over, the sleepless nights will be over. The pain will be over. The constant mental breakdowns that slowly chips away at my sanity each and every time they occur, will be over. This suffering, will be over.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
"Bakugou Katsuki. Step away from the edge." The sudden voice interrupts my thoughts, I turn around quickly, a little too quickly.
I stumble back.
Skin to skin contact takes place, Shouto's hand latched onto mine. His tears falling on my face. "Good job Shouto, we'll take it from here." One of the paramedics says. Shouto looks back not loosening his grip one bit. He obviously declines their help, he pulls me up and hugs me tightly. i sob like a baby fresh out of a budussy. "You fucking idiot.." Shouto manages to choke out. I mutter sorry over and over again.
"Shouto, we must take him now." Says a paramedic. "Why can't I just take care of him, he's not physically hurt?!?"
"Will you stay awake 24/7? Do you have a collage degree for this type of stuff? Is your home clear of any sharp objects? No? I didn't think so, sorry kid." Shouto didn't let go of me, I let go of him, they take me by force leaving the love of my life all by himself as I continue to cry and reach for his hand. Just like how Deku reached out for his dad. But just like Deku, I had no successes... just like Deku.
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