just a bunch of panic/anxiety attacks

Hard Time.

characters: bakugou, kiri
tw: anxiety/ptsd attack, hair pulling
desc: bakugou gets reminded of stuff

Katsuki's pov:

I was doing so well. It had been a month since my last attack and i was close to two months. I was proud of myself, knowing how difficult it was. Even my boyfriend was proud.

I was walking to class when the stupid squad came rushing over to me, crowding me around.

"Oi what the hell?"
"Kacchan! Did you hear?"
"Woah he looks pissed."
"Hear about what..?"

I was gonna walk off but Kiri came over and put a hand on my shoulder, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Auntie just got arrested! She's out front in the cop cars!"

My eyes widened quickly and i looked over at Kiri.

"Bullshit. You're fucking with me."
"He's not. She's really out there."
"Fine. Then show me."

Dunce face walked me outside to the front where i saw multiple cop cars and my mom on the ground with handcuffs.

"Holy shit.."
"Why would she get arrested..?"
"I don't know Kiri. But it looks like its something serious."
"Damn.. she'll probably be locked up for a while."

I was slowly but surely getting overwhelmed from this whole thing but i was trying to keep my cool. I eventually zoned out, tuning everyone out.

"-suki! Katsuki!"

I froze and looked over at Kiri, who was looking concerned.

"You okay?"
"I'll be back."

Then i took off.

Kirishimas pov.

He took off running, where? I don't know. I ran after her a few seconds later but i lost him through the hallways. Something was definitely wrong.

"Katsuki..? Where are you babe!"

I was confused and concerned. He would have normally came over to me by now.
I continued walking around for some time till i heard sobbing and hyperventilating coming from somewhere. I turned the corner and saw it was coming from the janitors closet. I slowly opened it to see him sitting down on the ground, having a panic attack and pulling his hair.

"Baby.."

He jumped at the sight of me and scooted back, trying to make himself small.

"Fuck.."

I went into the janitors closet and shut it, sitting on the floor with him. I turned the flashlight on my phone off so i could see his face. I grabbed his hands to stop him from pulling his hair.

"Hey, stop that. What's going on baby?"

It took a while before he gave me a response, due to his hyperventilating, but he eventually got something out.

"M-my PTSD."

I froze, remembering him telling me about that. When he was younger his father had gotten arrested for abuse and he was there throughout the whole thing. Now just seeing cop cars and police makes him feel overwhelmed.

"I'm so sorry baby. I should have known."

I reached out and gave him a hug, rubbing his back.

"Just breathe. I'm here."
"I'm sorry." I could tell he was struggling to speak.
"Don't say sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about."
"I-i feel like a burden."

I pulled away from him and looked at him in his eyes.

"Katsuki Bakugou you are not a burden. Not to me, or to anyone else. Okay? I don't want you to think like that."

He paused, then nodded in agreement.

"Now i need you to breathe, i don't want you passing out. Remember what i told you? 5 breaths in, 5 breaths out."

He nodded and i smiled as his breathing went normal. He let out a sigh and looked at me.

"That sucked. Fucking hate these stupid attacks."
"I know, i hate them too. But it'll get better."
"Yeah."
"Are you ready to go out or do you want to stay in here for a little longer, it's up to you."
"Can we stay please. The lights outside are way to fucking overwhelming right now."

I nodded and wrapped my arms around him again.

"Love you."
"Love you too, Shitty hair."