saudade [Bakugou K. X reader] [Book two]

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[Song recommendation: Afraid --- The Neighbourhood ]

[Chapter Twelve]

I didn't need some stupid fucking doctor to tell me that something was wrong with my soulmate.

Her eyes were half-lidded as she stared up at the ceiling, her gaze far off as the nurses moved around her, checking things off of a clipboard, changing her IV, shit like that. Even from where I was standing in the hallway, looking through the glass window, I could tell something wasn't right about her.

Dark bags stained under her eyes. Her face was slack, almost like she had no emotion at all. She was just letting the nurses and doctors prick and poke at her, lifting her arms, bending her knees, flexing her fingers, and letting them shine lights into her eyes. She looked like a rag doll.

I flicked my gaze to the side when I felt someone step beside me. Jonah watched with a solemn gaze, slowly exhaling through his nose. He rubbed his neck before crossing his arms over his chest.

"When she first woke up," He said in a low voice. "They took her for a CT scan and an MRI to check on her nervous system and the muscles in her body."

"And?"

"There was damage to her spinal cord," He muttered. "That little girl who came in and healed her—I guess her quirk, or whatever its called, wasn't developed enough to fix neurological damage."

"So, what?" I asked, turning my head to look at him, meeting his gaze. "She's paralyzed or something?"

"There may be a chance of slight paralysis in her legs," He turned his head back to look at her through the glass. "When she woke up, she was way too calm for the way her hands were shaking. Her nerves are shot."

"Not to mention she hasn't said a single word," Miyu said, walking to my right. She had her arms over her chest like she was hugging herself. "It worries me."

"Something changed in her," Jonah said.

"Okay," The doctor walked from the room, the line of nurses following him out. "The preliminary exam is finished. However, I do believe there may have been some physiatric trauma, so I'm going to arrange for a therapist to come and meet with her tomorrow. For now, you are all welcome to go in and visit her. Just don't crowd her, and give her space when she needs it."

"Thank you," Her mom nodded.

"Katsuki, you should go in," Her dad said, turning to face me. He gave a small smile. "We were all here to greet her when she woke up."

I hesitated for a moment. I didn't know why, but it felt off to go in before them. But all of them were ushering me inside. So I pushed the door open and slowly walked in.

Y/n didn't turn her head to look at me. She was still staring up at the ceiling, her gaze seeming hazy. I knew she had heard me come in, but she never acknowledged that I was there.