lonely nights // kiribaku

Chapter One

Bakugou's POV

Normally Katsuki would take his medication, fall asleep exhausted and wake up feeling slightly shittier than he did before. It seriously confused him why this routine would be any different for him tonight than any other. Maybe the drugs didn't work for him anymore? Surely that wasn't possible? But tonight, was an example of what he had been had avoiding all these weeks.

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Sleep overwhelmed Katsuki like a huge wave crashing over him. Everything around him seemed still and undisturbed. It all felt quite peaceful for him considering all that he endured the past few months. His mind was, at last, at peace. Or at least that what he'd like to think.

Dark figures seemed to emerge from the ethereal darkness. Katsuki backed up instinctively but his back came into contact with something much larger than himself. He looked up, fear evident on his face. The characters surrounding appeared to have no faces but showed what looked to be a mouth. Before he could jerk himself away, a cold, calloused hand wrapped itself around his neck, clenching tightly, crushing his feeble bones.

His life was draining away slowly, so slowly it would've been peaceful. But nothing about his was peaceful at all. His eyes wide and his face shaded red, he clawed at the hand in an attempt to loosen the deathly grip.

His vision began to blur, and tears formed in his eyes. He would've screamed for help, maybe even tried to fight back, but he knew it was useless. Katsuki was outnumbered and his spirit was crumbling away, ever so softly.

Through his clouded vision, he saw an obscured red shape in the distance in front of him.

'H-help me...' he choked out quietly. The person seemed to have heard them since they sprinted over at once.

Katsuki was now able to tell that this red shape was Kirishima. What was he doing here? He would've asked why he was here but surviving seemed like a better option at the moment.

Kirishima's feet stopped right in front of him. He didn't say anything. All he did was watch. Watch as the life poured out of Katsuki.

And, almost in an instant, a gunshot ripped through the strained silence. Blood splattered across Katsuki's face as Kirishima dropped to the ground, lifeless.

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Katsuki woke up abruptly doused in a cold sweat. His eyes snapped open and began to breathe heavily. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, asking himself many questions. Why didn't the drugs work? He realised his cheeks were wet. Had he been crying?

Once he had decided he was calm enough he extended his arm to his bedside table to check the time. But Katsuki, with his luck, was blinded by his phone screen. Soon, his eyes adjusted to the bright light, and he checked the time. 7:03

I should probably get up by now...

He pulled himself out from under the warm duvet and staggered limply to his bathroom. His hands aimlessly searched the wall for the light switch and turned it on. His eyes caught his reflection in the mirror. He had prominent dark circles beneath his eyes and his face was shining with sweat. As he ripped his eyes away from the mirror, he turned the tap on and let the cool water run over his hands. He brought the water up to his face and let it cool himself down. Feeling more like himself, Katsuki's mind snapped more into focus and started to go on with his day. You know, the basic routine of a teenage boy like him.

He got dressed really speedy and checked the time to make sure he wasn't late. Sure, Katsuki was laid back and arrogant, he'd admit, but he wouldn't throw his whole future away for some dumbass reason. He still wanted to be a hero. And he was gonna get there no matter what it took.

He saw that he still had some time to kill, so he began to scroll mindlessly through social media.

Shitty hair: HEY BAKUBRO

Shitty hair: DID YOU WANT TO COME OVER?

Shitty hair: AWEEEE BAKUBESTIE PLEASE ANSWER

Shitty hair: I KNOW IM THE BEST PERSON EVER

Sent at 8:43 pm last night

"Seriously, Ei?" He whispered to himself aloud. Kirishima had a habit of texting Katsuki at the most inconvenient of times.

Katsuki was seriously considering blocking the dumbass. Kirishima always pulled shit like this and Katsuki never replied to him if he didn't need to. He was like that with everyone, really. If Katsuki was going anywhere near Kirishima right now, he'd have to act like nothing was wrong. And in truth, nothing was wrong. It was just his mind playing tricks on him... right?

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Kirishimas POV-

Uh...What's the time again...? Right it's still night. Well In that case I'll just help myself to a glass of water. I don't know why but I've been feeling out of it lately. Not a sick type of feeling it's more of a superstitious thing. It's a feeling that tells me somethings wrong, and usually it's best to trust that feeling, even if there's no proof. I grabbed the first mug I saw, filled it up with water, and drank. I wanted to get back to my bed quick. Something about being down here at this time of day didn't sit right with me. You see, I've been thinking about Bakubro lately, I don't know if it's because I've been seeing him more lately or maybe...it's something else. Was it his blonde hair that sat on top of his eyes each time he shouted? Or was it his over the top personality that for some reason made me feel anything but offended? Haha...

Or maybe it's the way he actually is. If you were to look at his eyes you would instinctively see anger. Which was what everyone would have expected. BUT, if you looked close enough you could see it. You could see the distress hidden behind the so-called-anger. You could see something that looked like a cry for help. A cry for help so loud you couldn't help but wonder why nobody had saw it before. A cry for help filled with pain, and loneliness. Filled with want. I wish to answer his calls and help him. I wish to erase the pain from him altogether. But to do that I need to know why he's like that. And for that you need to gain his trust. So, the question is...how am I supposed to gain the trust of katsuki bakugo? Someone who's trust isn't put out easily. Ha...I guess that's what I'm aiming for.I think I'm in love. No.I know I am....OH CRAP! It's nearly 3:30am and I'm not even asleep yet. That isn't manly at all.FUCK![17:32]I quickly put down the glass in the sink and make my way upstairs. I can wash it in the morning. I made my way past the hallway until I was one door away from mine, but then I froze.Did I just hear crying? Literal crying? At half three at night?! No. I'm probably just dreaming. I should get to sleep before I lose my brain cells. I quickly unlocked the door, headed inside and went back into the warmth of my bed. To the side with my hands out straight. A perfect position to sleep in, must I say. I hope it wasn't tears I heard.I thought. As I fell back asleep, wrapping myself in darkness once again.