🌸Gentle touches🌸

𝓣𝔀𝓸

Trigger warning!! 🚨
(Talks about r🚨pe)

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It had been almost two weeks since that night, no matter how many times he scrubbed at his skin he couldn't get the feeling of the symbol of peace finger prints off him.
He felt like he had been permanently marked, branded as some rape victim for the rest of his life.
Yeah, no one knew about it, but he did.
And he felt absolutely revolting because of it, because of him.
He had lost his appetite completely.
He knew he needed to eat, but the few times he tried he just ended up throwing up.
He felt sick to his stomach all the time, and he wasn't getting any sleep either.
The times he would conveniently pass out, he'd wake up from night terrors, from that night.
He no longer smiled like he used to, he just kept to himself though no one really seemed to notice which he was ok with.
Because he was absolutely terrified that if someone was to ask, he'd spill the beans.
The even scarier part was the fact that he knew no one would believe him.
After all the number 1 hero doing something so vile!?
Never!

Izuku never believed he could hate himself so much.
No.
Hate wasn't even the right word, he absolutely loathed himself.
He felt like this was all his fault, after all why else would Almight do something so disgusting??
And how come he didn't see it coming??
Why was he so stupid, why didn't he see it coming??

He knew he should of hated the symbol of peace, but honestly he just hated himself.
He hated himself for even being in that situation.
For allowing that situation to become.

This was all his fault.

"Midoriya what do you think?"

Mina asked cutting through Izuku's thought process.

"Uhm what?"

"S-Sorry I zoned out."

The freckled teen apologized, being way to wrapped up in his mind to actually feel bad.

"Your all good Midoriya!"

"Though you have been kinda spaced out a lot... you doin good?"

Kamanari chimed in, most of every one in class 1A was in the common room except for Jiro and Momo.

"Yep!"
"Just stressing over school that's all. "

Izuku quickly stated, a smile presenting on his lips.
Fake.
All of it was.
Though it seemed to be a lot easier then he thought it be.
Maybe he could fake it till he made it?

"Tch, idiot nerd. "

Bakugo mumbled, though ironically he was reading some kinda a book not paying to much attention till Denki had mentioned how distracted Izuku seemed to be.

It was extremely true the nerd had seemed more spaced out.
Not only that but he had been distant and less happy?
Though Bakugo didn't like to admit he had noticed, but he definitely had.

"What was that Bakugo?"

Izuku innocently asked, tilting his head a little to left.

Shocking every single person in the room.
Even Bakugo.
No one had heard the greenette call Katsuki by his actual name, it was always 'Kacchan this' 'Kacchan that.'

Until now....

The blonde didn't want to admit how bothered he was about not being called by that dumb nickname.
But he was.
Big time.

"Tch, nothing idiot. "

"Oh.... ok. "

Midoriya mumbled back, before getting off the couch.

"I think I'm gonna call it a night."

"Wait but you didn't answer me!"

"Do you wanna see if we can talk Aizawa into going to the beach??"

"Uhm sure Mina, sounds fun. "

Izuku whispered, before walking away completely.
In truth he hadn't heard much of what she said.... again.
But he figure he'd eventually figure it out.

"Are you guys worried about him? "

Kirishima brought up, staring at his other classmates.

"Nah, he's Midoriya, he probably just needs a break like the rest of us!"

Sero declared, before Shoto spoke up.

"Which is why we need a break."

"And I have my unfortunate sperm donors credit card. "

"So make sure to mention that to our teach. "

"Heck yeah!!"

Mina cheered, all whilst Bakugo snuck away.
He was gonna get to the bottom of Midoriya's sudden attitude change.

*𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔* *𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔

"Comin-"

The freckled teen paused midway noticing his childhood friend was the one who had knocked.

It was like a switched had been flipped, Izuku felt completely numb, especially staring at the ash blonde who seemed just plain worried once he noticed how dead Izuku's eyes looked.

They usually shined like emeralds, now they were jaded over with..... darkness.

"What is it Bakugo?"

His voice sounded so..... monotone?
It was no longer filled with joy, and excitement.
Just plainness.

"Tsk, I came to see what the hell is up with you?"

"Calling me Bakugo all of sudden?"

"You wanted that remember?"

"You hated that stupid nickname before, soooo I don't see the problem. "

Izuku replied, rolling his eyes.

"Ok... "

Katsuki knew he had him there, so he decided to change the subject a little.

"Then what the hell is up with you?"

"You not acting like your-"

"And you care why?"

Midoriya scoffed.
Leaving Bakugo to tense up.

"If I remember your words correctly 'you don't care about me'. "

"In fact you'd rather I die."

"And you know what I might eventually, I'm sure that'll make you extremely happy right Bakugo?"

"N-No."

"Why are you saying this?"

Katsuki asked in disbelief.
This wasn't the Izuku he knew.
This was someone completely different.
Someone who had been wrongly abused by the world itself and didn't know how to cope with it.

"Tch, I'm just trying to make sure your fucking ok, ass-hole."

"Well I am. "

"So leave me the hell alone Bakugo. "

And with that the blonde was the one to get the door slammed in his face.
Leaving him with a bunch of questions bouncing around his head.
One thing was for sure he was worried.
Worried for Izuku.