Part 4

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by iiSxlent_Memoriesii

by iiSxlent_Memoriesii

Bakugou's POV:

I heard a bang come from Kirishima's dorm, as I raised an eyebrow, wondering what the fuck this idiot was up to. He couldn't possibly be training at this hour, right? Tch. Knowing him, wanting to "improve" on his tactics, he may be attempting some kind of fitness regime.

I tutted, leaving the idiotic Bakusquad to themselves, my hands in my pockets, trudging my slippers across the floors, until I reached Shitty Hair's dorm.

"Oi. Shitty Hair? What the hell are you doing in here? You've been acting off all da-". Suddenly, though, my face whitened in a ghostly pale colour, staring at Kirishima, lying there on the floor, seeming almost dead.

My heart was pulsating so hard, it felt like it would leap out of my goddamn chest. I was trying to process this information, but I just.. couldn't. What the fuck?! The bathroom floor, connected to his own dorm room, had a puddle of blood there, with a blade with the evidence on, sprawled messily in the sink nearby.

This idiot.. I picked Kirishima's "corpse" up slowly, carrying him to the medical office, praying to God that he would be okay, every step I took slowed down with every slow heartbeat that Kirishima let off.

Kirishima POV:

My eyes suddenly opened, my wrists were enclosed in some sort of.. bandages? What happened.. The only thing I could clearly reminisce was when I started to bleed out and fall unconscious. My head tilted slightly to the side to reveal a worried and panic-stricken Bakugou by my bedside, his head placed in his hands, to hide his agony over me.

Bakubro? I couldn't lie.. I care for him as much as he does for me. I never wanted to upset him.. I'm sorry.

"Baku..gou?" My words were soft and comforting, my spikey red hair ruffled against the hospital's pillow, my eyes now locked on him.

"Kirishima..? YOU IDIOT!" All of a sudden, in one abrupt moment, Bakugou clasped on to me tightly, deciding to not let go. "WHY DID YOU GO AND WORRY ME LIKE THAT, HUH?! YOU DIDN'T FUCKING TELL ME.. I.." Tears streamed down his face, a mixture of happiness and melancholy. I couldn't agree more..

"I'm sorry, man.. It's just that.. I've already explained.. but, with everything going on, it's hard to handle. I only have two pair of hands, and I need to juggle everything.. My family, My quirk.. My stupid, useless trauma.." I squinted my eyes, hugging him back, however hard it was to hesitate.

"I know. Shut up and accept the fact that you're amazing, dumbass.." Bakugou blushed slightly, after saying that, which surprised me but also made me glad at the same time.

Kirishima POV (Again):

Nurse: "Eijirou Kirishima, You are free to leave now. The healing process has all been successful, I hope you do continue to stay positive!"

I beamed with pride, joy and relief. I was shortly returning back to the class, my friends and peers hopefully being as welcoming as they had been the first time. Well.. it's only a hope, I guess.

Kaminari POV:

Bakugou: "OI!! YOU EXTRAS! IF YOU DON'T BRING YOUR ASSES OVER HERE TO WELCOME BACK SHITTY HAIR AFTER A PAINFUL TIME, YOU'RE GONNA DIE!"

I gasped, in awe and shock, to see that my best bros, Kirishima and Bakugou, had returned back from the Hospital room. I immediately ran to them, not really wanting to embrace them.. in case.. Reason 1: Kacchan would explode me.. or 2: He would get super jealous when I hugged Kirishima. Haha...

"HEY, YOU TWO!~ GLAD TO SEE Y'ALL BACK! ESPECIALLY YOU, KIRI-BRO!" I was uptight and ready to see them both back to normal, which eventually lightened Kirishima's face, exactly the way we all knew and loved! Platonically, of course!~

Bakusquad Meetup.

Bakugou's Dorm: 7:18pm..

After a long and tiring day of excessive chatter and chaos, the notorious Bakusquad made a plan to meet together in Bakugou's dorm, to piss him off.. but also just be together. Have fun. Games! All of that you'd expect to see in average U.A teenagers.

The kinds of things they get up to? Well. Let's wait and see.