Some Dreams Don't Come True

Chapter Six

Katsuki Bakugo's POV 🧡

I wasn't sure why I let myself explode like that. My chest hurt the moment I heard the front door close, and fear pooled in my stomach when I heard his car leave the garage. Why can't I just feel normal about this?! It's Deku! He's the Number One Hero for Japan... he wouldn't get there by hurting people...

I laid flat on my back looking towards the ceiling and ignoring the small tears falling down the sides of my face. I raised my hands and looked at them, absolutely useless. Being quirkless is probably karma for all the years I was a bastard to Deku in middle school... I probably deserved every second of what happened to me.

Deku always made my chest feel weird, and when I hit puberty I knew why... but I didn't want my parents to hate me for being Gay... so I just ended up bullying him worse. We had made amends mostly in high-school ... and my parents were thrilled when gay marriage had been legalized all over Japan. I had been terrified of nothing even then.

I sat up still looking at my scarred up hands. Anger lingered from the feeling of uselessness...

"Fucking do something!" I yelled out, trying to use my quirk.

Nothing happened, "FUCK! Just do anything! Something!" I screamed louder.

I put my full concentration on them until... 2 small crackles popped from both my hands. My eyes widened at the small sparks, the tiny firework like explosions I could manage as a child... I caught my breathe and concentrated again, a wave of relief washed over me as more tiny sparks ignited from my palms.

Thick tears rolled down my cheeks now. I... I can still use my quirk. Was it fear? I tried so many times before to use it and never could. Was I too scared of what could happen if I tried to fight back... my body is still weak. I hardly had any muscle left, and virtually no fat. Maybe I can't use my quirk if I'm not eating right either... I kept igniting sparks for a while longer in slight disbelief that it was real.

I sighed, that small wave of relief made all the difference to me. I honestly felt excited to show Deku... but now I felt bad for yelling at him... I hated that he wasn't here with me.

I kept reminding myself that nothing could happen to me here, Dekus house is safe. I wanted desperately to believe that, at least believe that he wouldn't hurt me. I didn't like the feeling of distrust I had anytime his hands touched me. Even if it's small, it's there and I hate it.

I sat on the edge of the bed looking at my knees a moment. My right one was throbbing just from the small amount of walking I had done. I winced as I stood up, and forced myself to walk towards the bathroom. I made it to the tub and ran a hot bath with some of the salts that Deku had beside it for sore muscles.

I slowly undressed and got into the water, melting into it as I settled. I soaked for a while until my knee had stopped throbbing completely before getting out. I got dressed and blow dried my hair before crawling into Deku's bed. He should be back soon... I was too exhausted to wait for him, I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly.

💚DEKUS POV💚

I loaded the groceries from the car into the kitchen before putting them away. I tried to fight back how much I was worried about Kacchan, he needed some space... I didn't want to smother him.

After I put everything away, proud I had actually found everything on his list and then some before heading towards the bedroom. I was surprised to see Kacchan had a change of clothes on, and I could faintly smell lavender. Did he take a bath on his own? I wonder if his knees were hurting him...

I sat on the edge of the bed, and gently ran my fingers through his hair. As he woke up he didn't flinch from noticing my touch this time, his crimson eyes looked over at me and he smiled softly. He's pretty docile when he first wakes up.

"I found everything on your list." I said with a proud smile.

"That's good... hey..."

"Yeah?"

"Can you... just lay with me for a little bit."

I was taken back a bit but didn't argue against it, his hand grabbed my arm and pulled it around him and I settled behind him. I pulled him close until his back was pressed completely against me.

"I'm... sorry. Sorry for snapping so much today." He said softly.

"It's okay." I smiled resting my head on the top of his.

After a few moments Kacchan sat up, and turned to me. "I want to show you something..."

"Yeah?" I said sitting up with him.

He held his hands out with his palms facing up. He looked like he was concentrating on something before I got distracted by the crackling in front of me. Small sparks and explosions emitted from his palms. My eyes widened, I looked up at him and couldn't help the giant smile that was spreading on my face seeing him look so pleased with himself.

"You can still use your quirk!" I exclaimed excited for him, I knew how much he prided himself on it.

"Seems so. I'm thinking the stress from everything kept me from being able to." He said, but his smirk of satisfaction didn't wither.

He let off a few more sparks before relaxing, "I'm not used to using it, so I can't make anything bigger... but I'm going to work on it." He looked up at me, "I'm not sure that I'll be where I was, but if I can... you better believe I'm taking your spot."

I could see the drive in his eyes, the flicker of hope and pride. There's my Kacchan. I couldn't help but smile.