Flowers of grief pt.2

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Angst/fluff 🌧️🌺

Bakugou's pov

The sound of the machines beeping could be heard. Midoriya practically forced Icy-hot to get the surgery.

Now he won't feel any emotions. Nothing at all. Some rare cases they get them back but it's unlikely.

Before the surgery Todoroki wouldn't stop coughing. Almost like the disease was trying to kill him before being taken out.

The bucket was basically full before the doctors took him away. We could see the sadness in his eyes like he was begging for this not to happen. I should've stopped them.

Shoto use to be a bright soul but things got worse. He became more public about his home life. Everyone had pity for him. Something he never actually wanted.

Midoriya had left before the surgery was over. Nobody else came so I'm left alone with Icy-hot. Probably the person he would want to see the least right now.

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"Why are you here?" Shoto asked

I tensed up not expecting him to awaken so suddenly. He realized and he tilted his head.

"I'm the only one willing to be here basically."

"Midoriya said he was willing."

"He left while you were in surgery."

His eyes stared into mine with no emotion. Possibly felt something but it can't show.

"How do you feel?" I asked

"I can't really tell." He shrugged

"Do they have you that numb?"

"I'm numb from all emotions so it doesn't do much."

"You should still feel pain."

"Do you actually know that?"

"Nope."

He sighed then looked out of the window. Those eyes look so dull and hurt.

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Nobody else has even checked on him. Not even his family members. I shouldn't stay here when he doesn't want me here but I can't leave him alone.

"Do you mind if I sleep in here tonight?"

"The hospital probably does."

"You think I care about their opinion?"

"You aren't sleeping with me." He glared

"I'll sleep on the couch then."

I searched the small closet in the room. Grabbing the blanket and pillow I threw them on the couch.

"Do you need another blanket?"

"I'm actually pretty cold." He shivered

I covered him with another blanket and checked the AC. It was set low so I adjusted it higher.

Walking back over to the couch I sighed. This is difficult, knowing what to do or not. Looking over at Shoto he was already asleep.

His hair was laid out mixing together. Dark circles were under his eyes showing how tired he was.

He doesn't deserve this and never did. It'll take days for him to recover from this type of surgery. Even then he won't be the same.

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*Later in the night*

My eyes slowly drifted open. A faint sniffling noise could be heard. Shoto must be having a bad night.

"Icy-hot are you awake?"

"G-go back to sleep."

"Are you crying?"

"No, I'm cold."

I forgot that he doesn't have those emotions anymore. Standing up I grabbed the blanket I was using. Then walked over to his bed.

"Scoot over."

"Why?" He asked

"Because if you're cold it would be easier for me to lay with you."

"I told you we aren't sleeping together!"

"There's a difference between sleeping together and you being cold."

"Don't get near me!"

I shoved him and laid down next to him. He didn't complain just stared at the ceiling. His eyes wandered around lost.

The moonlight shined through the windows. Lighting up his eyes and making him look angelic. He closed his eyes and he looked so at peace.

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