Make it stop!

Chapter 11

Mina smiled and stuck her tongue out. "I'm not being soft, you're just imagining!"

"I'll be alright just worry about yourself, okay?" Bakugo smiles. An authentic one at this moment.

She smiles back and Kami joins in. They both felt their real Blasty was coming back. "Alright, but seriously hun, my dorm is always open for you."

He loses the smile as the two walk away. Bakugo watches Dunce face being a menace as always and pulling Mina's horns as she tried to fight back. He turned and shut the door, Mineta raised an eyebrow at the blonde.

"You know, I'd love to have friends that loved me like that."

"Well if you weren't a pervert, who knows." Bakugo sits down and cackles, finishing the can. He did feel good though. But he realised he was still wearing MHA uniform, so was his buddy. "Hey grape fuck, how about you change into other clothes and I'll change too and then meet you down in the common room or whatever?"

"But, aren't I meant to be watching you or some shit?"

Bakugo rolled his eyes. "It'll be five minutes come on, I've already risked it I'm not bothering again, alright?"

"Ehh, okay." Mineta scrambled out of the room and Bakugo sighed in relief, finally some privacy after the shit show that happened. He took his shirt off and then pulled his tracksuit bottoms down, revealing thick bandages wrapped around his thighs from where he cut. He sighed and looked for some jeans to put on and another black band shirt, the FOB one will do. There's pressure against the bandage from how tight the black ripped jeans are but it's not necessarily painful, just makes him aware...ish. He grabs another monster and goes down to the common room.

Bakugo felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him after going down the flights of stairs, damn he's really gotten weak. His enthusiasm left and he really didn't want to visit to the common room but he knew he had to get this shit over with so the extras didn't worry anymore. He walks in and takes a glance around, most people were there. Eye contact is made with Jirou and she looks away, with squinted eyes. Weird. Oh, he forgot about the shit that happened before, he assumes she's probably still pissed or something. Soon after, Kirishima notices and Bakugo prepares for him as he yells out passionately, "BAKUBRO!!!"

The rest turned over and saw, a bunch of them cheering and talking on top of each other. He didn't understand a thing they are saying but he did notice the green turd named Deku run towards him with tears, he clings on to Bakugo with his life and the other sighs.

"Kacchann, wwwaaaahhhhh. I thought I thought."

"Yeah, yeah you dipshit. I'm fine."

Todoroki walked over and saw Midoriya's arm around his childhood friend. The two glance at each other, knowing that a conversation needs to be made. The blonde pushes away and crosses his arms, confused on why they haven't pissed off.

"Bakugo." Todoroki says.

"What!" Bakugo barks back defensively. He didn't like what the two nerds were planning and wouldn't let them corner him.

"We need to talk Bakugo."

"Kacchan please!"

"We know you've been self harming."

The insensitivity make Bakugo's blood boil at Icyhot. Did he really have no fucking idea how insensitive that was? Why the fuck- infront of. The class was staring at him and he struggled to breathe. Fucking fuck this isn't what he had planned. He needed to do something... quickly. He darted his eyes around and only saw them staring back, waiting like ravens. Deku tried to grab the blonde's arm and he pushed away screaming, "GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" In a state of panic, he wasn't aware of the streams of tears running down his face. He just wanted to be left alone and clear the shit mess he created. Now they'll think they are fucking better than him, damn it, damn it.

"There goes your happy evening."

Distressed and crying, he turned and ran back to his safety, his dorm. He ran up the stairs, ran up more stairs, ran until he reached the door and locked himself in. Fuck having someone with him, he hates it all.

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One student in particular watched the scene play out with worried eyes, Mina Ashido. One that saw him earlier and felt reassured he was doing better. She watched as he ran the fuck away and the dead silence that lingered after, much different to before he came. She was frustrated at the two who pressed him, not agreeing with how they handled it. It's a difficult matter with their Blasty in pain but forcing it on him wouldn't help at all. It would be more helpful to encourage him mentally so he has that mindset to feel up for improving. But judging by the looks on the two, Midoriya's sheepish expression, they realised the faults of what they did and regretted it. Jirou walked over and she gave her a soft hug. "Hey girly, come on!"

Jirou slightly smiled. "I think you should check on Bakugo, you told me how he smiled earlier when you both talked it might help cause you get him with this."

"You're right!" Mina puts her hand on chin. "How about we go together?"

"Oh, no. No. I really don't think that's a good idea after what happened."

Mina pats her friend on the back and agrees to go by herself. She did tell her what happened but she didn't see anyone in particular at fault. It was just an argument that got out of hand from both ends. To fix it, she needs to talk to him about it and clear the air because Mina knows well enough that they both can get along when in the right mood. Maybe she could work on that later when Blasty's feeling better. And so she marched towards his dorm for the second time today.

She knocks at his door but there isn't any noise from inside. She knocks again and harder, calling out but the door creaks open. That's odd. Water is running from the bathroom, steam coming from under the door, ah he's probably relaxing with a bath. She knows she shouldn't intrude but it doesn't sit right with her. At first, it soothed her to hear the blonde's usual tease but as she thought more of it... it was almost as if he was trying to reassure her instead of being honest to himself. "Bakubabe! It's me Pinky!" She yells out. Not a reply. She takes a few more steps over to the bathroom door and calls again, she even knocks on the door, letting panic and her worst fears take over.