Over it.

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by bakustann

by bakustann

characters: izuku, bakugou
tw: attempted suicide, panic attack.
desc: green boy want to die

Bakugou's pov:

"Babe?"

No answer. I rolled over to look at our clock that said "02:03". Where could he be at 2 am in the morning? I got up, put my hoodie on, and walked out.

Not long after, i spotted a shadow from the kitchen and a small warm light being lit. It was dark everywhere else so i slowly went towards it. What i saw next was NOT what i expected.

"I-"
"Izuku put the knife down."
"I'm sorry. I-i'm so sorry Kacchan."
"You don't have to be sorry babe, but please, please put the knife down."
"You can find someone better than me."
"Baby n-no i won't. Please Izu."
"I- i don't think i can do it anymore."

I slowly walked towards him as he looked down so he didn't notice me.

"It's too much. I can't do it anymore. I don't wanna do this anymore!"
"Izuku.."
"I'm tired Kacchan."
"Izuku you mean so much to me. More than you could ever know."

He started crying softly, then hardly. The arm that was holding the knife to his stomach was starting to shake and i knew i didn't have much time.

"I'm really sorry."
"Izuku.. please."

He turned away from me shutting his eyes tightly so i took the chance to grab the knife out his hands, throw it, and pull him into a hug. Not even a second after he started sobbing into my arms.

"Shhh. I got you. It's okay."
"Why."
"Why what?"
"Why did you save me."
"Because i love you. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I knew that you died and i didn't stop it."

His crying didn't decrease and his breathing started to pick up and i could feel his legs getting weak so i picked him up and brought him over to the couch.

"Hey, can you look at me?"
"Mhm."
"I want you to focus on my voice and my breathing. Can you do that?"

He nodded quickly as his rapid breathing turned into hyperventilating.

"I-i can't-"
"I know. Follow me, okay? Breathe in, and then out."
"I-in and o-out."
"Just like that baby, you're doing great."

Slowly, he started breathing normally and was just silently crying in my arms.

"Izu, you scared the fuck out of me. Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself anywhere? Did i hurt yo-"
"Kacchan i'm fine."
"Okay. Do you want to talk about it or just- sit..?"
"I just want to sit here."
"That's fine."