The burn is an ache now. It pulses like it’s bursting, creeping hot up through his ribs and smarting across his hip. Are his eyes open? Bakugou thinks he can see but he might be just dreaming. He remembers Deku. He was here. He remembers Might, too, standing over him, side scarred and mottled, then ripping away, his flesh tearing back until his insides spilled out wet onto his feet. Bakugou thinks he might throw up but his eyelids are too heavy. He tries calling out to them- but every move he makes sends pain up through his side, making him fall deeper and deeper into sleep.
He struggles, gasping, until his eyes open and Mina is there, frantic beside him.
His voice is not his own voice, when he speaks. “Might, he. He was shot. He lived but he died , Mina, Deku is dead, he’s- he’s”
She looks terrified, and Bakugou wonders if he’s dying, too. She says something, not looking at him. He reaches for her attention, afraid she’ll fall away just “like Might, everything inside is… spillin’ out, Mina, Deku, they’re-” they’re waiting for him, ghosts behind his eyelids, an exit wound on Deku’s freckled chest and Might’s stomach tangled around his feet, they’re waiting for him, and he’s dying, he’s dying, he’s dying.
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The lost continent
FantasiKirishima Eijirou is from a noble family of pirate exterminators. Bakugou Katsuki is rising as one of the most fearsome pirates on the seas. When a trade goes awry, Kirishima finds himself cast among Bakugou's crew, having to learn the ropes and the...
