(PAUSED) Changes (Suicidal Kirishima x Bakugo)

Backstory

Where it all started

(S=start of dream, E=end of dream)

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Kirishima's POV:

I ran up the stairs and slammed the door shut, before slowly walking towards my bed, and just fall into it. Tears constantly falling down my face, as I struggled to breathe. I recently got into an argument with my mom about moving. Apparently she couldn't pay the rent in time and got an eviction note, telling her to pack up all her things and leave in the next 24 hours. Her aunt gave her money that was enough to buy a house, but that was about it. She had to move since she wasn't in a good neighborhood and in need of a job, but I still wanted to stay. I had so many memories here with my dad, my old friends...everything.

My mind went in a spiral of thoughts that kept flooding all over my head. I reached for my earphones, and played some calming music on my phone to distract myself, but it only got worse.

Eventually my eyes got tired and I fell asleep.

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S:

I woke up to be found standing by the sidewalk of the main road. I was holding my mom's hand with one arm, and holding a Crimson Riot plushie with the other. There was a small crowd right behind us, watching my dad, a pro hero fighting a villain. As far as I can see, the villain looked pretty buffed up, and kinda scary. The fight was just them surrounding each other and throwing fights here and there, and i was starting to get bored....so i decided to throw my plushie in the middle of the road. Realizing what I've done, I let go of my mom's grip, and walked towards my plushie. She didn't seem to notice, since she was on her phone. I was really close to reaching my plushie, when I looked up and saw a fist coming towards me. I squeezed my eyes shut, freezing in place and waiting for the impact to come, but it never did...

After a few seconds, I slowly opened my eyes and saw my Dad holding his arm. It looked pretty broken, and he seemed distracted. Suddenly, I saw the villain jump into the air, then come straight down while aiming its fist at my dad. I shouted for him to move, but it was too late. As he tried to process what I was saying, the fist met his head, and smashed it into the concrete road. I held my plushie tight with my eyes widened in horror as I saw blood splatter everywhere. Everyone first looked at the villain, then at me. 

And I heard whispering from all over.

"Who's that kid? Why'd he jump over in the middle of the fight?"

"He should've just stayed by the sidewalk, but he had to cause trouble."

"None of this would've happened if he just stayed by the sidewalk."

"Poor hero. Having to raise such a child like this. I feel bad for his mother for still having to put up with this."

The whispers were all over, and my mind went into a spiral, trying to process what just happened. Suddenly, a hand tightly gripped my arm, and dragged me away from the scene. I looked up and it was my mom. She looked angry, and had dried tears on her cheeks. Once we were far enough, she let go of me, kneeled down to my level, and gave me a tight slap. The force was so great that I stumbled as tears ran down my face.

"Why'd you do that, huh?! Why couldn't you just stay in one place!! If it wasn't for you, then your dad would've won the fight, and he could've returned home safely with us...why couldn't you..UGH!!" She stood up and started to run away, quickly hopping into the car. I tried to run after her, yelling her to stop, but my legs were too small to catch up, and she drove away, leaving me behind.

Just as I thought it was over, it started to rain, making it harder to see. I sighed and had no choice but to start walking back home. My face was full of regret for what I've done. My dad would've been alive if I could just stay still...

I suddenly fell over, and hit something, and everything went blank. 

E:

*10 minutes later*

My eyes suddenly opened wide, and I was found staring into darkness. I looked at my hands, and realized I was back to my present self again. I continued to stare into the abyss as my mind starts to fill with thoughts again.

This was my fault, wasn't it?

I mean, who else was it?

It wasn't anyone else's, but mine.

I take full responsibility.

Everyone had every right to be mad at me.

I surely do deserve all of that

Even though I was only a kid...

I deserved it

The pain, the tears, everything..

I should've just waited

Or not even throw it in there in the first place

Then we would still be a happy family

But I screwed everything up, and here I am.

Alone and miserable.

I blinked, and I was instantly teleported to the comfort of my own room.