The Man Behind the Screen

Spoken From the Heart

BAKUGO'S POV

I walked in after a long patrol. It was well after midnight. I entered the kitchen to feed Cotton and let him out. "Cotton," I called. He ran in and chowed down immediately. After he was done, I opened the patio door for him as the light came on. I walked to the counter and grabbed a glass, getting a drink of water. This day was crazy to start, but it got even crazier when we received a call for domestic violence.

I was unprepared for what I saw when I entered that house. That damn green hair. I grabbed his wrist, and then those green eyes hit me, damn. Can't he see what he does to me, what he's always done to me? I just buried it under anger. The more I felt, the more I layered it on. Shit, the layers are cracking and falling away. I can't keep this up. I was lost in thought.

My phone rang, and I looked at it. Mom with hearts? "Hello?" Wait, mine says Hag with no hearts. Shit, did I answer the nerd's phone?

A confused voice came through. "Katsuki?" I bit my lip.

"Yeah, um, hey." I didn't know what else to say.

I could hear the shock in her voice. "Is Izuku busy?"

I sighed. Izuku, wow, even his name does things to me. I shook my head to get my thoughts under control. "Yeah, he is um. I will have him call you as soon as he can. Promise."

"Okay, thank you, and I hope you are doing well. Your mother would like to hear from you. Please tell me you will call her." Her soft voice hit my ears. She sounds like Deku, and Daiki. Fuck I miss them. What the hell am I thinking? "Katsuki, you still there?"

I blinked a few times. "Yes, I'm still here. I will give her a call. Promise." These Midoriya's and their promises.

"It was nice to hear from you. I hope to talk to you again soon." She said as she told me goodbye.

I smiled. "Me too." I ended the call.

Picking up my actual phone from the counter, I walked to the living room and sat down on the couch. I held both phones in my hands. These two devices had something special, something private that the rest of the world was not part of. Just Nitro's and Camposing's. Mine and Deku's, as crazy as that sounds.

"Shit," I groaned out loud. "Shitty Hair was right. I think I've fallen for that damn nerd." I ran a hand through my hair. I unlocked my phone and redownloaded the BY app, seeing how I exploded my old phone and had to get a new one. Before, I didn't bother downloading it. I never thought I would need or want to. After logging in, I saw I had some unread messages from Camposing. They were mostly crying emojis. That is so Deku, but three said, Sorry, Kacchan, I am so sorry.

"Fuck." I swear if this nerd makes me cry one more time, I thought as my face grew wet. I scrolled to the first time we messaged each other. Wow, it seemed so long ago. All I said was 'Hey'. I slowly scrolled down, reading all the messages we sent over the last few months. I closed my eyes for a moment. "Fuck, I miss this." talking to him after a long day or a rough day, whether it be physically or mentally rough.

Making him laugh after a bad 'dad joke' as he called them. I miss so much about Camposing. It hurts. My heart hurts. I miss being there for him and giving him advice. He listened to everything I had to say and did not judge me for it. "What the fuck have I done?" I asked out loud as I ran a hand over my face.

Then there were the times we watched movies together, and to think I actually considered getting rid of Netflix before I started talking to him. I let my mind wander. Like Shitty Hair said, I closed my eyes and pictured it again. My life with him and then without him. It was the same every time. With him was always better. I played out different scenarios every time, and they all ended the same, with us happy and together or sad and broken and apart.