𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 || 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

Bad Blood

Hey everyone!! Here's my valentines day gift to you :)! also if theres spelling errors, its because I'm on my sisters laptop, mine has finally passed away after seven long years. rip. anyways, I hope you all enjoy the update!!

TW: MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM & ED!! Also mentions of RACISM & DRUGS! if you are uncomfortable with any of those then please do not continue. This chapter will be intense!

Kirishima sat in the booth, his head bowed down with his airpods in peaking through his bright red hair. He was sipping from his straw, his cup obviously empty. You grabbed his cup, your fingers brushing against his. He retracted his hand quickly, looking up at you with wide eyes. You could see the panic in his eyes, his mouth slightly agape and eyebrows risen only pulled his feelings more together. His mouth closed, as if he was stopping himself from speaking. His eyes never left you as you walked over to the soda machine, filling it up for him. 

Sitting down, you pushed the cup towards him. "Thank you," he whispered, grabbing the cup holding it closer to him this time.

You both sat there awkwardly, you didn't know what he wanted to talk to you about. Was it about breaking Bakugou's guitar? Was it about Bakugou exposing you? Was he going to put all of the blame on you? All of these thoughts flooded your mind, not knowing what to expect but also expecting everything all at once. Maybe I shouldn't have filled his cup. You thought, watching as he gripped the cup. 

"I don't hate you anymore," his voice was low, "At first when Bakugou's song went viral I was so glad that you received all that hate, it was like the world was on my side. But the longer it went on, when Bakugou released his second song that's when I seen the first death threat. I didn't think they would be so cruel." he paused, looking up at you. "I do hate Bakugou though, I have people messaging me everyday telling me that I'm so stupid for still being friends with him, that it 'takes two to tango'," he said with air quotations. "And knowing Bakugou, he probably put moves on you first. He doesn't care about anyone but himself."

"I am still to blame though kiri--shima," you finished his name, not wanting him to feel anymore disrespected, "I should've told him no, I should've stayed with you."

"At that time, he gave you what I couldn't." you could see the hurt in his eyes, "That hurt more than I thought it would.. But I wanted to thank you for smashing that damn guitar." He finally smiled, you could feel your stomach flip. It's been so long. His eyes roamed around the room, before flickering to you. He said nothing as he grabbed your wrist, pulling you out of the McDonald's. You said nothing as you looked around the room too, seeing everyone staring at you, some people even recording. You could hear someone live streaming, exclaiming what you and Kirishima were doing. You pulled your hood up, pulling the strings down to try and hide your face. It feels like I'm in a reality T.V. show. 

You didn't even have time to buckle up, Kirishima already had the car in reverse, watching the rearview camera as he backed out of the parking lot and driving away. "Holy shit, when did you get this?" you asked, looking at the car. The interior was all black leather, everything was touchscreen. The car looked like it was from the future. 

"Oh, I sorta became an influencer on social media after Bakugou blew up. I've been posting work out videos and meal prep stuff. I'm also a personal trainer." So Bakugou and Kirishima blew up after this and all you got was death threats? This is bullshit. 

"Sorry, if I knew people would've recognized me I would've just picked you up." 

"No it's fine, I needed the fresh air and exercise." You let out a small laugh, "I'm glad I smashed that damn guitar too. " you paused, realizing how happy you were to be with Kirishima again. "I do want to apologize though, I know it won't change anything. The pain and betrayal will never leave you, but I do want you to know that I regret everything and there's no excuse for what I've done to you."