𝔼𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 【𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦】

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟝: 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙨

Kirishima's P.O.V

I let out a small sigh as I enter my car. I plop down on the seat as I just stared out of the front windshield. The police men held me back for a little while, asking about the most important things; when did I see my husband the last time, his workplace, his usual whereabouts etc.
After Kiki left though, I couldn't help but to feel uneasy.
I like how determent she is, but it just... Didn't feel right. Like something was about to happen.

I shake off the feeling, starting the engine and driving off back home. I think I'll take today off and go through Y/n's phone to get some clues hopefully.
I admire the scenery as I drive. The sun was starting to come up and the clouds were starting to get that nice pinkish orange color. I loved watching this exact scenery with Y/n when we started dating. We used to sometimes just sit in my car and watch the sunrise or sunset together, no words needed in the moment.
I felt a little needle like stab into my heart. I miss him more by the moment. I never knew I could miss him this much...

As I pull into our driveway, my phone starts to ring out if nowhere. The ID shows that it's Denki. Huh, I haven't heard of him quite a while, I've almost deleted his number at this point.
I pick it up nonetheless with an enthusiastic tone. "Denki, what's up my man? It's been quite a while!" I put on a smile as if he could see my expression.
"Um, I just have a small question." He spoke, a little hesitant for whatever reason. I said that it's alright, I have all the time in the world.

"Bakugo is dead right?" He said, the question coming out careful as if he could kill me by asking that.
I felt my mood drop. "Uh, yeah, has been for quite a while now. Why are you asking?" I answered, my voice unintentionally showing my nervousness.
"Well... Jiro I don't know what to say! You do instead!" He whined a little, shuffling heard afterwards as he probably passed the phone to the said girl.
"Hey Kiri, it's just that some odd pictures appeared out of thin air in our current house and we figured yours be the only one who could explain them. Could you maybe stop by or something." She trailed off at the end, probably playing with her ear jacks as I remember her doing in highschool.

I thought for a little. Of course I have to stop by, but do I want to? "Sure! Can you send me the address?" I finally asked, starting the engine again to head there right now.
"Good," the girl said and went quiet for a few seconds afterwards. Then, a message came from the exact number. "I just sent it. See you soon." She said before she hung up.
I hummed to myself with my smile melting off of my lips and out the address into my GPS.
After that, I was driving off again. I guess no break to day huh...

God, I hope that it's not anything all that serious. And I hope even more that it doesn't involve hurt and/or dead Y/n...

The place was not exactly close to where I live - like around half an hour drive with no issues alone the road - but once I got there, I understood why they chose this place. It doesn't look too popular, it's very pretty and it has a certain agency very close here but I honestly never colabed with this one so I don't know anything about it...
Once I got to the place, I parked on the side of the sidewalk and went up to the door of the exact house. It wasn't anything special; a plain, wide and two stories tall house in a pretty nice neighborhood.

I rung the door bell and waited for anyone to come out.
After a short time a tired, familiar purple haired male answered the door. He waved and let me in. "Hello Kirishima, good to see you again." He said in a monotone tone.
I waved back with my signature smile as I stepped in, taking my shoes off at the entrance. "Hey! Same here, Shinsō. How are you all doing?" I asked nicely.
He shrugged. "We're doing good. How about you?" He replied as he closed the door and went deeper into the house. I spotted Denki and Jiro in the living room area by the looks of it, sitting at a table as they talked and pointed to pictures in the said table.

I bounced over to them. "Heyo! So what's the stuff you wanted me too look at?" I asked and both if them looked my way - Shinsō coming with me and sitting at the table as well.
Jiro motioned me to come closer. I did as asked, standing in between Denki and the said girl as I put my hands on the table and leaned forward. Once I could see the pictures right, my heart literally stopped.
"Oh fuck..." I mumbled under my breath.
Bakugo seemed to be in all of those pictures, the last looking more bizarre than the rest. They were all polaroids and had a small watermark 'KiKi~ <3' in the right bottom corner in the just white area.

I felt my fists clench.
My uneasy feeling was right in that case. Oh fuck... This is horrible. I... I don't know what to do!
"Also look at this." Jiro said as she flipped over all the photos, showing the time she took them. It wasn't all that long ago.
Does that mean that Kiki found Y/n? Most likely. But where the hell did she go to find his so fast and easily?! I feel like my brain is about to tear into two halves.

"That's Bakugo, isn't it.." Denki's voice sounded a little worried as he flipped the third picture over. The face he had... The scenario...
"Yeah..." I let out a shaky breath I didn't know I was holding. "I saw him die! How the hell did he get back?!" I raised my voice from pure frustration.
The worry in me built up to unimaginable height, making my body slightly shake. Just thinking about the things Bakugo's done to Y/n in the past makes me worry about what he might've done to him now... Fuck, I'm such a horrible husband.

Jiro noticed my distress, patting my back. "Do you know what these pictures mean?" She asked, it was honestly funny how clueless she is.
"It means that he's the reason why Y/n's gone missing..." I explained. Denki let out a little gasp, his expression getting slightly ashamed and worried. He knew about the situation Y/n went through, he knows he did nothing to help.
Jiro gasped too. "Isn't that the dude you talked about Denki?" She asked the Pikachu person, him nodding in response.
"Give me a second..." He said as he stood up and left the room. After that, door closing was heard and... Throwing up?? Okay? Shinsō hurriedly got up and ran after Denki, leaving Jiro and me alone

She looked down at the table, a little stressed situation. "So, care to explain the situation?" She tired to change the mood a little while the yellow haired guy threw up in the background.
I hummed, sitting down. "Y/n's gone missing since yesterday. I'm worried sick about him and these pictures just make it worse!" My voice cracked a little at the end unintentionally. "We've been doing so amazing together... Why did this just..."
I slung on the chair, feeling like crying my eyes out from frustration. I just want to tell Y/n how sorry I am that I put work over him this much... If I was there he wouldn't have to be in that situation again. My poor boy...

Jiro put a hand on my shoulder. "You look tired Eijiro. You should rest here throughout the day and figure out what to do once you wake up." She advised. I'd scoff, but she was right; I barely slept. Scratch that actually, I didn't sleep at all.
I hummed, holding my aching head. "Sorry I just... I hope he's okay. I saw what Bakugo can do, I saw it in the raw and I'll never get those images out of my head..." I explained.
She hummed. "Will you tell me about it when you wake up? I never knew Bakugo could be the way you describe him so I want to know more obviously."
I nodded. It's good to spread awareness, but not taking action is honestly the worst thing I could think of. I just hope I won't be too late this time after resting...

"That's Eijiro. You're a good man, don't forget that okay? You're a hero, you have a good heart, and I'm sure you'll save Y/n once in for all." She reassured me, kind of getting my hope up honestly.
"Thanks... So, where can I sleep?" I asked. She pointed to the couch in the living room.
"I'll bring you some sheets, blanket and a pillow okay?" She said as she stood up from the table and looked at me with a smile.
"Yeah, thanks again." I sent he my own smile.