"What the fuck is wrong with him!?" Bakugou growled, nursing his still unhealed lip with his tongue while Kirishima sighed heavily in response.
It had been three days since they had seen Izuku, and they had gotten no further with their desperation for answers.
"It wasn't like him. He looked, scared bro." Kirishima responded sadly, still hurt by the fact that Izuku had run from them without giving them any answers to their numerous questions.
He was also just a little bit upset by the fact that Izuku had kicked him and punched Bakugou.
But that wasn't the only thing that had them so worried. The premonition of death seemed to loom around them at all times, it had only dissipated two days ago, but regardless, they were put on edge. Their instincts screamed at them to find their other soulmate and figure out what had happened, though at the same time they screamed at them to find Izuku and protect him.
Though at the point in the night where they could no longer sleep, those instincts seemed to be the same, no different from each other. But they ignored it. Nothing made sense to them at the moment, and it only worried them further.
"Little shit hardly ever gets violent. Haven't ever actually seen him throw a punch before. He was fucking horrified." Bakugou stated hesitantly, his tone growing remorseful at the memory of the Omega punching him, quite impressively might he add, though he'd never actually admit it aloud.
He wasn't upset at Izuku for punching him, a part of him was actually strangely impressed. But he was pissed at the greenette for bolting from them, especially without giving them any solid answers. And he had only continued to ignore them.
"That's it. We're going to his house." Bakugou grunted as he stood from his desk chair, Kirishima laying on his bed with his feet dangling off of the foot of the bed.
"What? Dude, I don't think he wants to see us." Kirishima shook his head, sitting up slightly while the blonde grumbled under his breath before tossing the ravenette's hoodie at him.
"Don't matter. I'm going, you can either come and be useful or stay here and be useless." Bakugou barked as he pulled on his own jacket and swiftly left his room, Kirishima following after him a moment later.
"All right, I'm coming. Just try to be a little nicer this time. We'll probably run into his dad too since it's Saturday." Kirishima added while Bakugou huffed and pulled on his shoes, Kirishima doing the same.
"Whatever, I met the old man when we were younger. He shouldn't bother us much." Bakugou stated as he and Kirishima left his house, the blonde leading the way to Izuku's house.
"You think that he's up to something shitty?" Kirishima questioned softly while Bakugou scrunched up his nose at the thought.
"Don't know, he never seemed violent, or even aggressive. Deku never seemed scared of him either." Bakugou stated while Kirishima chewed his lip anxiously.
"What about his mom?" Kirishima finally spoke up while Bakugou scowled at the rocks he kicked out of his way, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Inko didn't seem bad, she and the old hag have been friends for years, though I guess if something is going on and it's cause of her. It would explain why we haven't really seen any of them in a while." Bakugou explained while Kirishima raised a brow, looking at his soulmate questioningly.
"What do you mean?"
"When we were younger, Deku and I would always play at that dumb park and then we'd end up having dinner at my house. Since that's how we met, our parents had been friends for years. But since we turned eight, they stopped coming over. But I never really cared, or thought much about it." Bakugou explained, though Kirishima heard the remorse in his tone, he saw the way his gaze hardened and he seemed to be thinking deeply.
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Heal Our Past, Change Our Future
FanfictionSoulmates were such a fickle topic. Izuku knew this better than most would assume. Just as he knew the struggles of being quirkless. The struggles of being an Omega. The struggles of knowing, that no matter what, your soulmates could never love...