Frailty /Depressed! Deku x Bakugou/

Chapter 13

-AIZAWA

"Hey Izuku-"

The living room was empty. I was certain he would be in no condition to leave. Shit. He wasnt answering his phone, so I looked at his tracker. It was... off? How did he turn it off? This is bad. He could've gone anywhere. He could be doing anything. He‐

My trail of thoughts were cut off by my phone ringing. It was Katsuki. I didn't waste a second answering it, hoping Izuku was with him or maybe Katsuki knew where Izuku was.

"Yes, Katsuki?"

"Have you seen the news?"

'Please don't let it be what I think it could be...' I searched for the remote, running circle around the room till I found it and turned the TV on. It was just a boy stuck in a tree..? Right. The subtexts... focus Shota.

--UA trainee, Midoriya Izuku AKA Deku spotted in the south region of Musutafu early in the morning. He's believed to be on patrol but how's UA High allowing a student to be out unsupervised--

"-nd coming back to the main topic off discussion today: UA High hero trainee, Deku spotted again on patrol. Makes the people wonder: is there an upcoming threat again? What are the heroes hiding? Because the last time he was out going after thieves and thugs we found ourselves in the middle of a wa-"

"Sensei? Aizawa Sensei? You still there old man?"

"Y-Yeah.." I answered, lowering the phone in my hand, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

"Please fucking tell me you knew about this shit and he was out with you." He pleaded, but I was at a loss of words as the images of petty criminals almost beaten to the brink of death were shown.

"I'm sorry but no... Katsuki." I answered, now watching the street camera footage of Izuku beating up the people who were rubbing a bank down south as the reporter on the news said, not even using his quirk.

'Can he even use his quirk?'

"Well, let's go fucking look for him. He sure ain't coming back here. Certainly not going to his shitty house. Fuck, I can't find my gauntlets- shit they were with that support department loony girl..."

He kept on rambling and rambling then my phone was ringing, it was the principal.

"You go ahead, head to the last place he was recorded in. I'll follow behind soon, Nedzu is calling."

"Right, right. 'Kay, I'll see you then, Aizawa Sensei."

"Yeah..."

Hanging up, I answered the Principal's call.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Eventful morning, wouldn't you say so, Aizawa-Kun?" He chips up, I can smell him having his usual smile on as he sips his tea.

"Yes, Sir."

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-IZUKU

'I need to keep moving. Keep burning.'

Looking at my watch, I saw it was already past 8 am. Sensei has likely come to see if I am awake... speaking of which... I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked to see if anyone had called. It has been on mute since- since last night.

I don't want to think about it but there's this voice in the back of my head, my voice. Hollowing back and forth the words I said to the psychiatrist.

She was right. I couldn't go on like that. So I'm making myself useful again. I'm being useful. I can't just sulk around all day long. This way, I'm not causing trouble to anyone.

I've missed not being useless.

I've missed... The rush...

The adrenaline.

I was so spaced out, I failed to notice my next step wasn't actually there... 'Maybe a fall from this height would kill me?'

I closed my eyes, my heart gunning like a scan rifle. It feels amazing. To just fall... everything was so, so agonisingly slow yet it was peaceful-

"-ve got him, Eraser-San."

The colour red was the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes again. Deep red feathers.

"Hawks?-- Oi! Put me down! I was doing just fine-"

"I don't think so, Deku. It looked to me like you were 'falling' off a high rooftop. God, what are you even doing out here all by yourself. I thought we were over the 'vigilante' arc."

I crossed my arms, not saying a word. I wanted to be put down but instead we kept on flying and flying as he babbled on and on, scolding me.

"Fucking bird, just cuz he became the number one hero he thinks he's all mature now."

"That's not very nice, Deku-Kun."

'Shit. Again? Stupid muttering.'

"Sorry, Hawks..." I apologised immediately, ashamed. Finally looking around us, I noticed we were really close to his agency.

"I'll give it to you at that, won't lie but I'm 26 now, y'know?" I can feel the smug that followed as he joked oh so lamely.

"Anymight, have you lost weight?" He asks, for some reason that question felt like a punch in the stomach. I don't like that feeling. Sure the physical punch wouldn't be too bad--

'Okay what am I saying..?' I sigh to myself and shrug, knowing he could tell I was doing so. And with that, we flew to his agency, silently at that. But it sure was better than him making any other comments about my weight.

"I haven't told your Sensei I was taking you here," He admits as he flies us through the wide view windows leading to his office. "I wanted to catch up a bit, if you don't mind, of course."

I nod as he puts me down, his wings stretched out on both sides as he shakes them up then he steps next to his desk, reaching for the phone that sits uncomfortably in the middle of messy documents.

"What would you like for breakfast?"

I gulp, "I just ate-" I try lying but my stomach betrays me, a loud rumble cuts through my lie, making me flush red in embarrassment.

"You were saying?"

Rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly, a sudden wave of nausea creeps up from the back of my throat, then the dizziness...

I stumble, looking for something to hold onto, just as I'm about to grip the edge of one of the chairs beside Hawks' desk, my hand slips.

"Midoriya-Kun-!"

My vision fades as the last thing I hear being Takami-San calling my name.