𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

You feel a hand gently shake you awake, making you jump. In your time spent alone, you cried yourself to the point of exhaustion, until you eventually fell asleep, curled up in a ball, clenching your blankets tightly to your body.

Realizing Bakugo is standing in front of you, you flinched, moving away from him. He doesn't hurt you, or move towards you. In fact, he isn't even looking at you.

"I brought you something to eat." Is all he says, placing the tray down to your level, on the air mattress. You mumble out a thanks, before pulling the tray into your lap, and digging in.

He steps away from you, pulling up a chair, sitting across from you. He watches you eat in silence, and for a moment, you fear that he poisoned your food and is awaiting your death. But Bakugo isn't that cruel...right?

Nonetheless, you're starving, so you continue eating. Once you're finished, Bakugo takes the tray from you, and turns on his heel, preparing to leave.

"Wait, please." You call after him, making him stop. He turns back to face you, finally looking you in the eyes.

And what you see in his ruby red eyes is just cold dark emptiness.  It was like you could see what he really was inside, revealing itself to you.  Like all the light that used to be there was gone. You could also see the look of sadness and heartbreak in them as well. You almost felt bad for him.

"You can't keep me forever. School's ending in a little over a month. What are you planning on doing then? Taking me to college with you and keeping me on a leash?"

He turns away from you after that last comment, making you realize how hostile you were being. You take a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

"Katsuki, wait- please don't leave. I'm sorry, I just got frustrated, and I- I didn't mean it. I'm just scared, you know? I've been locked down here for days, and I found out all this shit, and- and- you're being so quiet and weird. So just tell me. Are you going to kill me? Because if you are, I can't stop you. But, just tell my Mom-"

"Stop." He finally speaks, stopping your train of thought. You didn't even realize that you're spiraling or crying, until you feel the tears running down your cheeks, and hear the shaky breaths leaving your lips.

You're having a panic attack, you realize. And the next thing you know, Bakugo is kneeling before you, at your level, trying to speak to you.

"I don't wanna die, please, please, don't kill me. Please don't keep me here forever, please." You beg him, clutching onto his shirt with your uncuffed hand.

"(Y/n), stop. I would never hurt you. I never wanted things to get like this. If only you'd understand. I love you. I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to get you out of here, I promise."

His words are passing right through you, and he's holding your face, drying your tears and pressing his forehead to yours, and you want him off of you.

You push him away, flailing and jerking your body around. You're screaming and crying now, reverting back to when you were just a little girl, throwing a tantrum when you wouldn't get your way. You're pulling at your hair, and your skin, and your handcuffs, grabbing everything rough and hard, hard enough for you to see blood.

Everything is blurry, and red, and the next thing you know, a strong set of arms is wrapping around you. You fight them, trying to push away, but they're too strong. "Stop, stop, let me go!"

You scream, before realizing that this grip is different. It's softer, but still strong and firm. And so is the voice, as it shushes you softly, stroking your hair, and comforting you.

You look up, your eyes locking with soft crimson ones...It's Kirishima. You want to fight him off, but you're too tired. So, you let him hold you as you calm down, sniffling quietly.

"Why did you help him? Why did you let him hurt me and my friends? Our friends?" You croak, your throat raw from all your screaming and crying. 

"I love him. I didn't want him to do these things. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen. I'm sorry for destroying your life like this." He admits, and he sounds truly sorry.

"How can you love him? After everything he's done?" You can't help but ask.

"Because he's all I have left now. And he's all you have left too. Just try to love him and give him another chance. It'll be the best thing for all of us." He tells you.

"And if I don't?"

"....You'll have nothing."

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You think long and hard about Kirishima's words. You want it not to be true, you want there to be a chance, somehow, someway you can get out of here. But the longer you stay here, the more desperate you become.

Your life did fall apart when you saw this side of Bakugo, when you saw what he truly was capable of, and who he truly was, but it wasn't just because you saw him. It's because you didn't accept him. It's because you ran.

Maybe if you try, things will be okay again. Maybe, he'll let you go. Maybe, he'll even let you see your mom.

So, despite the urge to run and get away, you decide to try to give him another chance. And now, here he is, sitting with you, cleaning the wounds on your wrists and arms, which you gotten from your panic attack.

You hiss in pain as he dabs some alcohol over it, and he frowns- a look you guess is supposed to be sympathy. "I'm sorry. I know it hurts. I'm almost done."

"Thank you for cleaning me up." You murmur quietly. "I'm sorry for freaking out, this is just a lot to process, you know?"

"I know, and I'm so sorry for putting you through this. I just want you to know I love you, and I always will." Your gaze locks with his, and you lean in and kiss him.

He'll always love you. What a terrifying thought.

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A/N: Do you guys want multiple endings? I honestly don't think I can have just one lol Lmk in the comments!!!