Frailty /Depressed! Deku x Bakugou/

Chapter 7

KATSUKI—

I was walking down the fucking stairs to see if Izuku was up for dinner. He probably hates me now after what happened this afternoon… This feels so idiotic. There's something clearly going wrong with him and I just…

Fuck.

Once I made it to his door, I heard his voice. He was on the phone, with Inko.

"No— mom..." He sounded different than usual.

"You're doing that thing where you won't let me talk-" well not in a million years I would fucking believe it, Inko, not letting someone else speak.

"...yes. No! Mom— ugh!!" Ah shit... just as I was about to knock on his door, I heard him yell. He hasn't sounded this upset in so long. He was yelling at his mother more importantly. Fuck, this isn't gonna go anywhere near good for a while, will it?

"Fine! I'm exaggerating, okay!? Forget I said a-anything! I'm fucking fine. No. No, Mom. I... I won't be coming home this weekend... Bye."

As soon as he stopped I heard a loud bang from his room. Shit. I knocked on the door, hard. I panicked. Why did I panic...? Is it because of him? Why am I worried-? No, wait— I am worried, 'cuz I fucking care, don't I...?

"Oi! Izuku, open up, it's me!"

"Go away, Kacchan!" He yelled at me, and then another bang followed. I could only guess he was using one for all. I didn't want Izuku to hurt himself, ever.

"Izuku! Goddammit nerd, open the bloody door! Or I'm gonna open it myself, you hear me!?" I yelled back at him, now preparing myself to blow his door open with an explosion.

He didn't answer, over a second, all I heard was the sound of things being torn. Enough was enough. Directing my right wrist over the lock, I inhaled and got my hand to the position I use for my AP shot and broke the lock.

The lights were off, but I could see the dust through the lights that were allowed in by the open door from the hallway. The window glass was broken, along with Izuku's study desk and a bunch of other shit.

He was sitting there, in front of a damn notebook, back turned against me; I could hear his cries. Silent sobs, occasional hiccups and a sniff then and there... oh Deku...

"Deku?" I called out, waiting for a response that never came. I walked beside him, putting my hand over his shoulder but it makes Izuku flinch. He was fucking trembling.

"It's okay, I'm right fucking here." Pulling him into a hug, I press his head to my chest, immediately feeling the way he shivers while his bruised hands clench to the back of my shirt.

"K-Kacchan... I'm cold..."

"It's so cold..! Why is it always so cold?!"

I wasn't sure what he was talking about... then I felt his hands, he was freezing. I pushed his head to my chest again, warming up my hands with my quirk and careful not to burn him in the meantime.

He cried silently in my arms, it felt like ages before he spoke up again.

"She won't listen... mom always thinks I'm either being lazy or- or that I'm using this as an excuse..! But I'm not. Am I? Kacchan? You believe me, right? You know I'm not liking this, right? Kacchan?"

I stared into his tear-stained face with a loss of words. Of course, he wasn't liking this, who fucking would? He doubts himself even when it comes to his problems. Oh, Izuku...

"I do, Deku. I do fucking believe you," I started, holding back tears myself this time, "It's not an excuse nor a disability. It's a disorder and it will get better with time, I promise, nerd."

He had begun scratching his wrists and I gently covered his smaller hands with my own, pulling them off of his soon to be bleeding skin.

"Don't do that... you'll hurt yourself. You've already done enough so; so don't, please..."

"I deserve it. I deserve this. All of this.." he whispered then repeated the same things, "I deserve it, I deserve it, I deserve it...!"

Just as I was about to stop him…

—AIZAWA

"And did you hear what it was about?" I asked with concern growing further in my chest. The girls shook their heads, knowing the two, I knew something was definitely up.

"Mina, Uraraka... I'll go check on them, don't worry. Go back to finish your dinners." They bow and leave my room, with a sigh, I head to the 2-A dormitories.

As I walked up the stairs to the top floor, reasons on why this must have happened occupied my head. Midoriya had been off lately. By lately I mean ever since the thing with All Might and his previous quirklessness making itself known to the world not to mention One for All.

But the panic attacks and the self-destructive habits had been getting out of hand. Too frequent and too draining, both for Izuku and the rest of us.

It hurts to see the strongest person you know fall apart... and that's exactly what drained us all.

Reaching the floor Izuku's dorm is in, I knocked loud enough for Katsuki and him to hear before letting myself inside.

The blond was holding the smaller teen in his arms, petting his hair and keeping him from scratching his wrists- wait wrists? Oh, Izuku... don't fucking tell me...

"Finally managed to get your ass here, old man." Ugh, this damn brat. "Language Katsuki." I warn as I kneel down to see Izuku for myself.

Frowning, I sign and ask what's on my mind, "What happened? Another panic attack?"

"An anxiety attack this time. He was on the phone with his mom and they were fucking arguing so... he got triggered and broke down, trashing his room..."

Lifting up my chin, I run my gaze around my student's room, the window was broken as well as the bed-head... papers scattered around; bed sheets thorn and pillows thrown around carelessly... looking back down at Izuku, I noticed his knuckles were bleeding, they could get inflicted.

"When did he pass out?" I ask, taking out my phone and dialling Chiyo, she's gonna be pissed... "Right before you came inside."

"I'm trying to have dinner, Shota."

"Sorry to bother you after your shift ended, but this is important. It's about Izuku—"

"What did he do this time? Training accident? Oh dear, don't tell me he broke a bone again-!"

"He just passed out due to an anxiety attack... and I need a full check up on him, just in case."

"I... I see, take him to the infirmary, I'll be there in ten minutes."

Thanking her, I hung up the phone, "I gotta take him to the infirmary, you can come if you'd like but this might take a while."

"Of fucking course I'll come. Also... what's the check-up for?" He can't hide it. He knows what it's for. He knows something about all this and he won't tell me. Shit, really? Dammit, Katsuki!

"I think you already know."