Drowning|| Drug Addict Bakugo

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It's been a month since Hitoshi declared we took a break. Two weeks ago on Tuesday, Mahu, my therapist (I learned his name), suggest I tried two lines or two scoops a week. It was nearing the end of the week and I haven't even had one, nor have I felt like I've needed it. The first week, I used up my lines almost immediately, but that's because I had a really bad panic attack.

At first, my progress felt stagnant, but now I'm really seeing that I'm getting better. Tomorrow marks one week clean, and tomorrow was Therapy, so I am excited to tell Mahu about my streak. Maybe I could even go a month without it.

I smiled to myself as I relaxed on the couch beside Sero. A movie was playing as he was on his phone and I was watching. "Sero, guess what," I said, breaking the silence, not that it was uncomfortable. "Hm?" He asked as he shut off his phone. "Tomorrow, imma be a week clean from cocaine. All on my own, not forced. All because of me!" I said with a proud smile on my face. He smiled brightly and nodded. "I'm so proud of you!" He said as he ruffled my hair. I snorted and playfully shoved him.

"What should we do to celebrate. I'm thinkingggg Spicy Pork Cutlet, rice and maybe devil's food cake for desert?" Sero said with a laugh. "That sounds so yummy!" I said as I held my stomach. It grumbled as I thought about tomorrow's dinner. He snorted and shook his head. "Not until tomorrow. But we could order something for dinner. Mom and dad won't be home until super late. There's this new ramen shop," he suggest. "Could we maybe go out? I am tired of being home," I groaned. He laughed and nodded. "Sure. It's not that far," he said with a smile. "Imma text mom and tell her, you start getting ready, I'll meet you there," he said. I nodded and ran up the stairs. I scurried through the closet to try and find a nice shirt. None of my shirts were really nice, all old t-shirt.

I never really cared to dress, but I really wanted to. "SERO, IM STEALING YOUR CLOTHES!" I screamed as I looked through his shirts. I saw a nice, newer looking shirt that was a burgundy orange with deep blue rims on the cuffs and neckline. I scurried through the pants trying to find the super cool trap pants I saw him wear last week. They were black and had a bunch of pockets and chains and that would look super cool with his shirt.

Just as I found them, Sero walked in and looking in his closet. I put on the shirt and asked him how it looked on me. "It looks good with your hair. Oh my god! I have an idea!" He said as he ran out of the room. I put on the pants and poured when they sagged off my hips slightly. Even though I've been getting better, eating better too, I haven't put on much more weight. I was still super scrawny, even though muscles were starting to appear again and the color of my face lightened up. Sero ran back in with two pouches and sat on the floor. "Come here," he said. I nodded and sat in front of him. "Have you ever done your make up before. And no, not like just the foundation and stuff. Like eyeliner and mascara and blush," he asked. I shook my head and he smiled.

"With your eye-shape, I think a smoky cat eye would look SO good on you," he said. I nodded and smiled. "What's a cat eye?" I asked. He chuckled before shaking his head. "I hang around Mina too much. She actually forced me to learn how to do her make up because she was bored and thought it would be funny. It's just a type of eyeliner shape that suits your eyes," he explained. I nodded and closed my eyes as he began working on my make up.

After a while, he finished my eyes and began putting on blush and glittery stuff he called highlighter. Once he was done, he clapped in victory. "AHHH GO LOOK!" He screeched. I giggled and stood up quickly. I pulled up his pants before running to the bathroom to see my face. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I smiled brightly. "OH MY GOD I LOOK SO GOOD!" I yelled happily. "I KNOW! IM A MAGICIAN!" He replied from the room. I giggled and turned off the light before going back to our room.

"I need a belt," I said as I let go of the pants and they sagged. He snorted and pointed to his dresser. "It's in the second drawer," he said. I nodded and grabbed the belt. I put it on and sighed contently at my outfit. I looked at Sero to see him wearing ribbed washed out baggy jeans and a band t-shirt. "How do I look?" He asked as he struck a few poses. I giggled and nodded. "So good!" I replied. He chuckled before grabbing the house key from the top of his dresser along with his wallet. "Let's go!"