bakukiri oneshots

🖕 fuck you pt. 2 🖕

heavy angst
has a good ending i promise !! (smuttt)
mina :) <3
katsuki ++ mina but
platonic :)))
slight crossdressing !!

Katsuki was up in the middle of the night, as he couldn't fall asleep so easily as he used to these days. He grabbed a water bottle from the fridge numbly, frigid cold waking him up slightly. As he turned and closed the refrigerator, he saw the pink-haired female in the kitchen entry way. 

One of the people he's been avoiding since he broke it off with Eijiro.

It was silent as they locked eyes, both not knowing what to say to the other and who should be the first to speak first. She decided she should.

"How.. How are you?" She asked timidly, taking a step into the kitchen.

"'M fine," he said simply, twisting the water bottle cap and drinking from it after it's off.

It's once again silent as she steps around him to get to the cabinets. Crinkling and rummaging is heard throughout the otherwise silent kitchen as she goes through the bags of chips and other food items, clearly looking for something.

Apparently, she gets tired of the silence because once she has a bag of chips, she turns around to face the blonde. "Why'd you do it?"

Katsuki sighed, "it's not like I liked doing it, y'know."

"That's not the answer to the question I'm asking, Bakugou." She pauses, staring at the other for a moment. "Why'd you do it?" She asks once more.

The usually hotheaded male stares at the ground for a moment, wondering if he should even answer her. The past few weeks had been hell, and her and the other certainly didn't make that better for him. In the end though, he has to. She deserves to know. That and she'll just keep asking, being the persistent, stubborn woman she is.

With a sigh, he raises his gaze to hers. "I had to, Pinky. Alright? The relationship was hurting him. He.. how could he be with me when he barely even wanted to breathe half the time?" He paused, watching the way the girl's stare wavered slightly. 

"What if something happens to me, hm? What if.. What if I don't come back from one of my patrols, huh? I need to know that he won't do something stupid or reckless, that he won't destroy himself, blame himself relentlessly, because someone like him? Doesn't deserve that.

"Do I miss him? Yeah. Fucking hell yeah," his voice warbled and broke slightly, grip tightening around the plastic bottle in his hand. "But I had to put his mentality first. I had to put /him/ first."

"You always do, huh?" The blonde stayed quiet at that, looking away from golden irises. "I'm— I'm sorry we weren't here for you... You're— you clearly aren't doing so well from this as well and we should've been more understanding instead of treating you like shit," she says quietly, stepping forward and placing a hand on the blonde's shoulder.

Katsuki looks at her, the front he's put on for weeks slowly crumbling at her sincere look. Slowly, as if to give him a chance to push her away, she wraps her arms around his neck, placing her chin on top of his shoulder while standing on top of her tip-toes. 

He broke down then, wrapping his arms back around her torso tightly and burying his face into her neck. Tears filled his waterline and he sniffled, breaking the girl's heart with the small sound.

"Is— is he okay?" He asks quietly.

Mina smiled softly and replied with a warm tone, "he's doing /great/, blasty."

Katsuki exhaled shakily, blinking some tears away. One escaped though and seeped through pink, fluffy hair, wetting her scalp.

"You think.. he'd be better off without me completely?" His tone somehow fell even quieter, soft and letting the sadness made known.