My hero academia oneshots

Kiribaku- "You're safe now. I've got you."

Prompt: "You're safe now. I've got you"

(Trigger warning: Bakugou gets really freaked out in this, like ptsd anxiety and stuff, so please don't read it if you think it might be upsetting)

Bakugou could still feel the panic coursing through his veins. He could still feel the tight band around his chest, and the weight of a cement block around his hands. All it took was a moment with his eyes closed, and he was back with the league. He could see Toga, begging for just a taste of his blood. He could feel the warm press of Dabi's hand on the back of his throat, as he was pulled through Kurogiri's portal. He could hear the rasp of Shigaraki's voice, asking if Bakugou would join them. And, even though it had been long before any drama with the league, long before stain's death and attending UA, Bakugou could still remember the sludge villain. He could still taste the acrid sewage, could still feel the tightness in his chest as he gasped for air.

Bakugou felt panicked, and he was fucking pissed. The kidnapping was months ago, so why should the villains still have a hold over him? Why should the mere mention of the incident bring Bakugou to tears, gasping and sobbing the second he was alone? Why did he still wake up from nightmares, feeling blue flames and sharp knives and ashes where his limbs should be? He couldn't stand the nightmares. The udder, overwhelming panic, the adrenaline, only to find... he was safe. Kirishima tightly cuddled against him, alone with his boyfriend in his dorm, he was safe.

The nightmare he'd just woken up from had been especially bad. There'd been Toga, pressing a blade to his skin. Shigaraki, his fingers dancing up Bakugou's arm. Dabi, smiling while flames consumed the room around them. And worst of all, Deku. Deku, doing the very thing Bakugou had said all those years ago, ill advised, out of misplaced anger and jealousy. Bakugou had awoken with a shudder, confused and terrified. It took him a second to place the plain white blinds only keeping out half the moonlight, the crimson riot postered plastered about the room, and the warm smell of vanilla and cinnamon and home. Oh right, Bakugou thought, slowly extracting himself from his boyfriend's arms, I slept in his dorm last night. Bakugou still felt shaky from the aftereffects of the nightmare, and didn't want to disturb his boyfriend further. Silent tears trickled down his face. His breathing grew faster, despite Bakugou's best efforts. You're not back there, you're safe now. Think of 5 things you can see. Bakugou instructed himself, mentally going through the grounding exercise his therapist had once given him. 1, Kiri's damn crimson riot poster. 2, he tried to stay in the present, but his vision was blurry with tears, and then he was back at the bar. Another threat. Toga smiling her pointed teeth. The heroes bursting in. The warp to the warehouse, and Kirishima's hand reaching for his own. The blasts echoing about the empty city as All Might and All for One fought. And of course, All Might's subsequent demise.

All Might had said not to blame himself, but really, how could Bakugou not? He had been the reason All Might was there in the first place. If he hadn't allowed himself to get kidnapped, none of that would have happened. All might would still be the #1 hero, still the symbol of peace. Bakugou was spiraling, just like he'd known he would. He was spiraling because his mental health was shitty, and he was even shittier. He-

His thoughts were interrupted by a warm hand against his arm.

"Bakubabe? Is everything okay?" Kirishima interrupted the tirade of thoughts invading Bakugou's head. Bakugou could only sniff in response; his voice would have been too shaky if he'd tried to speak. Seeing this, Kirishima hugged him closer.

"Sweetheart what's wrong? It's totally manly to cry. Are you okay?" Bakugou nodded, but just hugged Kirishima closer. He didn't feel like talking yet. Kirishima knew him well enough to get that, and muttered sweet comforts into his ear.

"It's okay. You're safe now. I've got you, okay? I've got you." Bakugou didn't know how long they stayed like that. Eventually, he sniffed and did his best to explain what happened to his boyfriend. Kirishima was understanding, and helped Bakugou to the bathroom. The blond washed his face, and the two returned to Kirishima's bed. Kirishima held Bakugou close, and the two cuddled until they fell asleep.

Bakugou woke up in the morning with a face full of red hair. One of the longer strands had gotten in his mouth, and he spat it out with a look of contempt.

"Bakubabe! You're awake!" Kirishima smiled, pulling out of his grasp to peck him on the lips. "Are you all right?"

Bakugou smiled back. "For now, yeah. I'm alright."

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(a/n): I hope you guys liked this! It got a tad dark, but I'm still happy with it. I hope you all have a lovey day/night