'I CANT GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD!!!'

'I'm a failiure.'

The freckled teen quietly approached his friend and sighed, not knowing what to say, as the wrong thing could worsen everything. After Katsuki saw him, he just sat down beside kat.
"What the fuck do you want deku..."
Kat grumbled.
"Listen. I know you don't want me here. But i can't leave you alone. Not like this. I just want to tell you that you aren't alone, and you can talk to me. I know you hate talking about your feelings, but i'm here. Okay? I won't let you be alone throughout this."
He spoke, softly yet seriously toned. Katsuki was silent.
"I know you better than anybody else. And i know what you're telling yourself right now. Its not your fault Kat."

Bakugo looked at Midoriya and slowly blinked as tears continued to form in his eyes.
"W-..what..?"
He asked, as the area around him disappeared and all he saw was a blurred face.
"Its your fault."
His brows twitched and he stumbled backwards, inching away from Izu.
"Its your fault, bakugo."
"i know."
Midoriya tilted his head slightly and his hand reached out for Katsuki, who's chest was beating so fast it felt ready to erupt from his ribcage.
"Kacchan?? Are.. are you okay?"
He asked and his brows furrowed as his childhood idol scattered away slowly from him with an aghast expression. He started to shake his head and tremble. A panic attack. And a bad one. Izuku realised the situation, that was beginning to escalate at a rapid rate, and placed his arms around Kat. It wasn't the first time Katsuki had had a panic attack around Izuku.
"Hey.. hey hey, look at me. You're okay. You're okay Kacchan. Shhh.."
He cradled the blonde.
"Izu it's my fault.. it's all my fault.. it's my fault it's my fault it-t's my fault!!!"
He cried out, digging his nails into the green haired boys skin.
"No. No it isn't. Kacchan listen to me. It ISNT your fault. I promise you."
He reassured Bakugo, holding him closely.
"I couldn't save h-him, deku.. im a failiure."
"Don't say that. You aren't a failure. Not in the slightest."
He continued, rubbing the others back.
"I've got you.. shh.."
He hushed, holding Katsuki with such love and reassurance; guiding him, helping him.
"Breathe with me.."
Izuku told the blonde, instructing the breaths and helping Katsuki out to the best of his ability. It pained him more than anything to see his friend in such excruciating pain. It wasn't very 'normal'.

After a long 20 minutes, he thankfully calmed down.
"You did so good.. I've got you Kacchan.. you're gonna be okay. I'm right here."
He comforted him and made sure to stick by his side.
"Talk to me.. please, don't keep it all bottled up, we both know that's not a good idea.."
He pleaded, wanting to help. Bakugo had always had a problem with bottling up his emotions, and keeping them locked deep within where nobody could get to them. He saw himself as weak, not a man, an unworthy hero, for having feelings.
"You know what i'm fucking like.. i can't open up, deku.. you know i can't.. i don't know HOW.."
He replied and just laid his head onto Izuku's chest as he held back his tears.
"Yes you can. I know you can do this. What's on your mind right now"
He asked sweetly toned, trying to help his friend get his words and feelings out.
"All i can hear are the voices.. you sound.. so.. muffled.."
Katsuki responded, still shaking from the prior attack, and the amount of agony he was in right now, physically, emotionally, and mentally.
"The voices?.."
He asked and then was hit with the realisation, the voices. The kind of voices he heard in aldera high.
"ah.. i understand you."
He mumbled.
"The voices aren't real, kacchan. They're just in your head. Whatever they're trying to tell you, ignore them. I learned too, and it got better."
Izu informed Katsuki, who was still looking at him with fear. Bakugo couldn't tell what was real or fake, after all, he had just thought Izuku told him Denki's death was his fault. The reality of this situation hit Deku, and he spoke.
"Okay.. I'm not letting you sleep alone.. you can come to my room, alright?"
He stated and helped Katsuki up.
"I've made a mess of Ground Beta.. im gonna be in so much shit and i don't think i can handle it Izu.."
"If they have something to say they can kiss my ass. Seriously."
Izuku growled, causing Bakugo to quietly chuckle.
"Thank you, Izu.."
He wholeheartedly meant that, after all he had done to Izuku, he still gave a fuck about Kat and he didn't feel he deserved that. At all.
"It's okay, Kacchan, theres no need to thank me at all"
He said with a warm smile.
"God.. i don't deserve you.."
He mumbled as his voice broke, clenching his teeth as his lips trembled. His nose was bright red, skin blotchy, eyes swollen and droopy.
"Oh shut up, Kacchan. You might have been a dick to me for years, but that doesn't discard how much i care, it never has. I'll always be by your side. You should know this by now"
He said with a gentle laugh.
"You seriously think after years and years of me running back after you regardless to all you've done was me wasting my time?"
"Yes-.."
"No. It wasn't. It was me loving you no matter what. You will forever mean everything to me, Kacchan. I wouldn't trade you for the world."
And just like that, Katsuki began to cry again. He truly was too kind for his own good. He couldn't comprehend how Izuku still loved him, after all that had happened.
The two of them silently walked back, Izu glanced at him with a welcoming smile every now and then, and they eventually made it back to the dorms.