𝗥𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁 +K. Bakugo X Reader+

35. Selfish Death[DELETED]

TW: Self harm

You couldn't take it. They hated you. They all did.

The last two people you had, they were distancing themselves. They seemed ashamed.

You sat up in bed, scratching your arms until they bled. Now you were truly alone.

You got up and went to the kitchen. You needed relief. Something to draw away the pain, to ignore it.

A shiny glint in the corner of your eye. A knife.

Grabbing it, you studied it. Running a finger across the blade.

Seems sharp enough.

Just a cut and all the internal pain you'll have will be gone. Or maybe you wanted attention.

You hated your contradicting mind.

You just wanted to fade away and forget all of this. You just wanted to die. You didn't want to be hit or touched anymore.

No one cared about you anyways. It'll be fine.

You raised the knife to your neck. You hoped it would be enough to kill you. Hopefully...

Hopefully you'll be gone.

Pressing the knife into your neck, you closed your eyes. No longer shall you feel the pain of rejection, of everyone hating you...

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

The cold knife was yanked from your hands. Your eyes shot open as you felt your face be grasped by warm hands.

"What do you think you're doing, young (Y/n)?! You'll die if you do that!!"

It was Uncle Tosh.

"What if you had actually hurt yourself!? Then what?!"

It was so nice to see him again.

"You're not hurt, are you?!" He inspected your neck and sighed with relief when he found nothing. "You need to be more careful. Holding the knife up to your neck is—"

"Fatal." You finished for him.

He opened his eyes only to see you crying. Such dull eyes. They used to be full of life.

"Oh, oh no, (Y/n)..." What had happened while he was away? It such short time.

It had only been two days.

And in two days, they had broken you down to this.

"Why are you like this? What happened?"

"I'm so glad you're here." You ignored his question and wrapped your arms around him. "Everyone else hates me. I can't take it anymore."

"I'll make you some tea. Sit down." His voice was stern.

You sat down, wiping the tears that were still falling. As he prepared tea, it was silent. A brutal silence.

He sat down beside you, sipping his tea. He stared at the wall, looking as if he was regretting many choices.

"(Y/n), why did you do that?" There wasn't a hint of the smile All Might used to have.

You wanted to reveal it all. They bullied me. They did all these things to me. They hated me.

"Answer me."

"I don't know." You replied, staring at the counter.

"Then why'd you do it?!" He slammed his fist on the counter. "This is serious! It wasn't just because you wanted to!"

You smiled. "I know."

"Why?! That kind of death is selfish! It's just not how you should die, you hear me?! You're too young, too naive, too much left to experience!! You don't understand the value a life is, (Y/n)!'

"Of course I don't. I could die and I'd come back to life. Like magic."

"Either you take this seriously or I leave!"

"Then leave." A bitter taste in your mouth. You hated yourself.

"Don't be stupid."

Ouch.

"I'm not gonna leave if you're still feeling this way."

"It's okay, Uncle Tosh. I can't die anyways."

"(Y/n)." There was a desperate edge to his voice. "Please tell me what happened."

You stared at him and smiled. "I'm too scared. I'm scared you'll hate me too."

"I won't. I will not hate you. Even if you kill someone, I won't hate you."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise."

You told him everything. Everything and your emotions. He listened and he got angry, sad, disappointed. The affection that you craved was right in front of you.

And you basked in it.

Then he accepted you.

You had the symbol of peace by your side.

And hopefully, this nightmare will end.