COLLYWOBBLES • collection of short ff's

- B. Katsuki | fluff ➜ angst

character: bakugou katsuki
pronouns used: he/him/his
genre: fluff to soft angst
triggers: none
synopsis: the reader continues to stay by bakugou's side as he grows to be less bitter
side note: this was lame

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with time, bakugou was able to grow past that hard time in his life. afterall, he had (m/n) with him. everything was fine.

bakugou did realize the boy was not real. it was weirdly hard to admit. however, he didn't like putting it like that. (m/n) was real in his mind, and that was real enough for bakugou. even if the other's weren't able to see him and enjoy his presence like he did. it was more for bakugou, after all.

the blond also came to realize the strange feelings he had for his... friend, you could put it. his best friend. his very close friend. bakugou definitely liked him. of course he fell for (m/n). all of the others that were real were merely extras. background characters in his— in their life.

bakugou and (m/n) were the main characters here.

speaking of them, bakugou sat in the common room of the dormitory right beside (m/n). there were a few others in the room as well, but the blond didn't focus on their presence.

the two watched the movie playing on the screen, cuddling close to one another under the blanket. just as friends, unfortunately.

the blond glanced to (m/n) when he shifted, taking in his features while the other wasn't looking. his (skin/texture), (skin/tone) skin and (e/c) eyes that compliment his (h/c) hair.

he was like some sort of god...

bakugou felt his ears burn from the thought. he dropped his head onto (m/n)'s shoulder, which made the other turn to look at him.

"hm? what's up, kat?"

the blond just shook his head. they were silent for a moment, then (m/n) sighed and let it go. he slowly wrapped his arm around bakugou, letting his hand rest around his waist.

"what're you-"

"shh," (m/n) placed a finger up to his own lips. "you'll startle your friends, kat. watch the movie."

the blond clicked his tongue. "they aren't my friends..."

"if you say so.." (m/n) laughed quietly.

|| timeskip ||

from then, bakugou had began to feel... well, slowly started to feel happiness. he would never admit it. it was true, though. his relationship with midoriya was slowly stabilizing, and he was getting a better grip on his emotions.

he was also, finally, able to admit he didn't exactly hate the so-called bakusquad.

(m/n) was happy for him... bakugou was happy.

"ngh.." (m/n) groaned, clutching the cloth over his stomach lightly. bakugou turned to him.

with worry, he asked, "are you okay?"

(m/n) nodded his head after hesitation. "yeah, i'm fine.. just a stomach cramp..?"

"but– do you get cramps? or, feel pain at all?? is this normal?? are you okay—?"

"kattt, stop it. you sound like midoriya," he laughed quietly at bakugou's sour expression. "it's normal for me to get stomach cramps. it's been happening a lot recently. don't worry about it."

the blond stared at (m/n) before slowly nodding. "if you're sure... but let me know if something's happening, fucker."

(m/n) nodded, grinning as he walked along with bakugou once more. he was glad he didn't press too much on it.

... however, he was unable to avoid the questions later on.

(m/n) had told bakugou he wasn't feeling the greatest (which already raised the blond's questions), so he stayed back in the boy's dorm while he went out to train.

bakugou assumed he would be asleep or maybe being useful and cleaning his room. but, he was wrong. dead wrong.

"(m/n)!?" he dropped down to his knees to said boy, who was panting heavily on the floor. he was curled into a ball, and his hand was placed to his chest as he focused on his breathing. "what's happening..!?"

bakugou got over his panicked state and lifted (m/n), taking him over to his bed and sitting besides him.

"(m/n).. i don't know what's happening, but it's fine. i'm right here fucker, just breathe..." his voice quivered, and he had a deep frown on his face as he tightly held (m/n)'s hand.

what felt like hours, (m/n) slowly calmed himself. seeing bakugou so distraught brought hin back to his sense.

though, as soon as he was fine, the blond was half-asleep. (m/n) moved slightly, causing bakugou's eyes to instantly shoot open.

"fuck.. you dumbass, what's wrong with you!? what– what is happening with you?" he glared at (m/n) as be shouted. he didn't care if anyone else heard him.

(m/n) looked off to the side. "i was going to tell you when... uh, well.. i don't know when," he sighed into his hands.

"tell me what? i'll kill you if you don't tell me right now."

"well, you can't necessarily do that—"

"i'll find a way!"

(m/n) laughed. "i'm sure you will.. anyways. it's a little hard to explain... i've noticed that you've been getting closer to your friends, though. and, y'know, you aren't as angry anymore."

"hah? what does that have to do with—"

"let me finish, kat," (m/n) spoke sternly. "i'm only here for mental support, kat. i'm sure you knew that. and, i'm trying to prolong my stay– but i have to go. i don't want to, but.. i can't stay any longer."

bakugou looked... distraught. confused. angry. "wha.. what do you mean "have to go?" you can't leave– i won't let you go!!"

"i don't have a choice, katsuki," (m/n) sniffled, using the back of his hands to rub his eyes. "i loved every moment i got to spend with you. thank you for.. living?" he laughed sadly.

"no.. no, please," bakugou wasn't ashamed as tears rolled down his face, gripping onto (m/n)'s arms. "don't leave, you can't leave me with them—"

"you love them, kat. don't lie to yourself," he gave a soft smile when bakugou didn't reply. (m/n) pressed a small kiss to the blond's lips, making it short and sweet. "love you, kat. it was fun."

"(m/n)..." his eyes went wide as the boy disappeared. he was just in his hands and now... he was gone.

he brought a hand up to his mouth, hunching over in the corner of the bed like he did all those weeks ago, and cried.

'(m/n)... you motherfucker...'