Horrific truth

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Kirishima's POV

What had I done, it was clear now as I looked around, the way he was letting himself go, his room was a mockery of the man he once was, not to mention the stench, when had he last take a shower?

It was almost ridiculous really, the fact that this man, once my bestfriend, had fallen so low, and it didn't even affect the fact that despite all of this, Izuku still desired him.

A groan left me as I shook the thought away, choosing to focus on what he had said instead, which again was ridiculous, he was the one killing me with all of this.

"Killed you? What are you saying?" I spat out, my anger beginning to resurface, I was trying my best not to be mad with him, in fact, the anger wasn't even with him, I was angry Izuku was avoiding me.

And who was this important friend?

"Like I said... I died long ago and it's because of you." He says as he grabs the bottle again, my lips quickly getting sucked between my lips as I snatched it away from him, I wouldn't let him harm himself like this any longer.

We had more things to talk about anyways.

"Enough, Katsuki." I say as I took a step back, a groan leaving him as he glared, he seemed so sick of me, I did not blame him, I was sick of myself too, but we had to face eachother, even if I felt at war with myself.

The way my relationship with Izuku was going was not at all pleasing me, I wanted to fix things, I wanted to make it work, and yet here I stood, in the room of the biggest obstacle in my relationship.

I could see the battle in his eyes, the way he seemed so sick of the situation, he did in some way get me to worry, he seemed so sickly, like he wasn't eating properly and based off what I was seeing, he might not be.

"Listen bro, I am sorry I burst like this... And punched you." I said as he got up and sat on the commode, looking like he was willing to listen for maybe just a moment.

"Well?" He growls out as I sighed and put the bottle in my bag, looking around momentarily to take in the pitiful sight, which somehow made me feel good inside.

Even if somehow Izuku we're to fall out with me, Bakugo seemed in such a bad state, he wouldn't even cross Izuku's mind, and that seemed to comfort me just a bit, even if I felt as though he could steal him from me.

"You need to let go of the things that ruin you, I mean clearly you are getting out of hand-" I began, hoping my words would knock some sense within him.

Unfortunately it seemed to have the opposite effect, his face turning into a frown as he stood up, facing me head on, my heart beating my chest to a pulp as his hands sparked.

"Who the fuck are you to tell me that, you are the one who's fucked up enough to assume Deku is cheating... Or are you worth cheating on?" He says as my eyes widened, I couldn't believe he would say this to me.

"You are the worst, I was just saying you needed to fucking man up!" I said as he growls and grips my collar, his free hand sparking before he pushed me back.

"Fine then! Get the fuck out!" He snaps suddenly, making me sigh as I nodded, it was best if I left, I had enough of this fight and we we're only arguing worst at this point, I didn't have to push any further.

In the end, I was worried about my boyfriend, clearly he didn't know where Izuku was and neither did I so I would need to start searching somewhere.

We weren't useful to eachother by insulting one another.

"I am taking the bottle with me, however." I say as he throws me a nasty glare, choosing to simply look away, brushing past me before twirling and landing on his bed, my eyes rolling as I made my exit.

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