Hold me tighter, pleaseꨄ

✘Chapter Forty One✘

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Midoriya was a happy boy.
He was strong and helped everyone he could.
He was always smiling and he was probably the biggest fan boy anyone had ever met.
He was intelligent and was always good at thinking on his feet.
He had a strong soul but an even kinder heart.

At least that's what the greenette was constantly hearing about himself.

In reality he felt alone, sad, angry even.
He wasn't necessarily anger at anybody, granted it maybe a little annoyed with how everyone talks to him, about him, like he's not even there.
Like he's just some stranger in their dear friend Izuku's body.
That annoyed him a little, but mainly it made him feel guilty.
He felt angry at himself for taking away a person that seemed to be amazing in everyone's eyes.
The only person who didn't seem to like him was Bakugo.
In fact it seemed like the blonde was indifferent, yeah he was a bit harsh but he seemed to be like that with everyone so it really wasn't that big of a deal. 
In fact he rather liked Bakugo was harsh with him, he felt like Katsuki was the only one that didn't treat him different.

Though there was definitely something up with the blonde.
With the way he was always sneaking into his room at almost 3 in the morning, sometimes limping and sometimes it sounded like he was trying to hold back from screaming.

Bakugo definitely seemed like a strange human being to the greenette.
Something was up but he didn't quite understand what, and despite him wanting to know he felt like he didn't have a right.
After all they barely knew each other.

Than again he barely knew anyone, but it seemed everyone knew him.
Even those who weren't in his class room. 

Everyone seemed to know this great smiling fan boy, who helped everyone he could!
Even people who should be villains, though the greenette didn't quite understand that comment....

Midoriya knew he couldn't blame any of them, they missed their friend, he just wished they didn't bring it up so much. 

Emerald eyes quickly shot up staring at his dorm door, the same door that a certain ash blonde was walking  err limping into their shared dorm room.

Izuku's thoughts went back to wondering what Katsuki could possibly be doing that makes him come in so late and be limping.

"Shit."

The blonde mutter losing his balance and almost falling over.

Izuku's thought about asking if the blonde was ok, especially since as far he knew Katsuki was sick just a few days ago.
However he stopped himself for now, he wasn't sure what Bakugo's mood was and he wasn't gonna find out by possibly getting yelled at.
Instead he focused on trying to quite his busy mind and finally get some sleep.

That was until the blonde actually made a one way ticket down to the floor and the freckle teen couldn't help but jump up and stare at Katsuki who didn't seem to be getting up anytime soon.
Instead he stared blankly at the ceiling, with tears gently falling down his face.

"Bakugo?"

Midoriya saw the way Katsuki's breathing had completely stilled, at hearing the sound of his roommate's voice.

"Y-Yeah?"

Bakugo quickly cleared his throat, before restating his sentence, this time a bit more harsher.

"What?"

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah why wouldn't I be!?"