Trouble (SeroDeku)

Chapter 13

The next few seconds were a blur to Izuku. He heard the explosion, felt it, but his brain seemed to stop functioning for a beat. When it finally caught up, Izuku realized he'd just taken an AP shot straight to the back.

Izuku looked down, seeing that Kirishima was unharmed due to his quirk, but completely bathed in blood. The hero was utterly horrified as he looked through Izuku.

"Oh, fuck," Izuku breathed as the pain finally hit him.

Bakugou had shot a hole straight through his stomach. He fell to the right, landing hard on his shoulder before rolling onto his back. Breathing became impossible as he started to choke on his own blood, convulsing on the floor.

"Deku? Deku, what the fuck?!"

"Holy shit, you just killed him."

"He was supposed to dodge it! He always fucking dodges it."

"Katsuki, you killed him."

"No, no, no. No. I didn't fucking kill him, he's fine."

Izuku couldn't see anymore, but he faintly felt someone touching his arm. Then there was even more pain from his torso, one of them trying to stop the bleeding he guessed. It wouldn't do any good, there was a softball-sized hole there.

"Don't you dare fucking die, Deku."

"We have to get him to a hospital!"

"Whatever was keeping us out of the room is gone, but so is whoever was in- Kirishima! What the hell happened? Are you okay?"

"It's not my blood."

"Oh. My. God."

"You guys killed him?!"

"He's not dead! He's still fucking breathing, idiots. We have to get him to the fucking hospital."

Izuku was getting really annoyed with all the chatter. C'mon, just hurry up, he thought to himself. His breathing was still fucked up, so he couldn't just tell them to shut up. Almost there, almost, almost, almost.

"Hey, I got called in by Aizawa, what's going on?...." The new voice trailed off, presumably after they saw the state Izuku was in.

God, not him, Izuku thought. The voice belonged to Hanta. If Izuku had it right (and he was positive he did), Aizawa had dispatched the tape hero as soon as he learned of Izuku's involvement with the deal. The old bastard was using Hanta as a Deku wrangler.

Izuku forced his eyes open just in time for Hanta to drop to his knees next to him. "L-lightning bug, hey. It's okay, we're gonna get you help, okay? Just hold on. I got you, it's gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay."

The words Izuku tried to say got caught up with all the blood, causing a painful cough to rip through him.

"Don't talk, don't talk. It's gonna be okay, don't worry. I got you," Hanta muttered, Izuku's head now cradled in his lap. It all felt too familiar, the scene from the summer camp playing through both men's heads.

Izuku had the pleasure of watching Bakugou swallow hard, looking between him and the dark-haired hero. "Sero, I-"

"Don't," Hanta snapped, not letting his eyes leave Izuku's. "Just.. don't."

Izuku's convulsions got worse as he started to gasp for air. It was no use, his lungs were utterly useless at the moment. 

"Breath, Izuku," Hanta begged, tears falling from his eyes and mixing with the blood on Izuku's face. "You can't die on me, lightning bug. Not now. I just got you back."