A Dragon Called Halfie

part 40/ the end

Explosions cut through the flames as Bakugou blew through layer after layer of green flames.

"KIRISHIMA!"

The wall of flames fell in less than a second. Tomuras broken and bloody dragon form fell to the ground, slowly shriveling and shrinking back down to a human.

The wounds looked much worse on a smaller body.

Apparently, he was not immune to his own flames because his whole body was covered in chared skin and blisters. The bite marks were hardly even visible anymore. But Tomura wasn't important right now.

"Kirishima?!" Where was he? Bakugou couldn't see him.

He staggered over to the burned rubble where Shigaraki had fallen, and several feet behind him, laid out on a pile of rubble, was Kirishima.

His skin was blistered too, but much less than Shigaraki's. He wasn't moving, and with growing horror, bakugou realized that he couldn't tell if he was breathing.

He couldn't get over there fast enough.
Pulse- pulse. He needed to check Kirishima's pulse. Bakugou pressed his fingers into Kirishimas' throat and waited.

He was breathing. It was shallow, but he was alive. He pulled Kirishima closer.

He felt his heart beat.
Once
Twice
Three times.

It was weak, but it was there.

"Bakugou?" Kirishima groaned.

Kirishimas blood coated Bakugou's front where he was holding him. With this much blood loss, if Kirishima passed out, he was dead.

"Hey shitty hair."

His eyes closed.

"Come on, Kirishima. I need you to wake up. "

His eyes opened slowly, taking a moment to focus on Bakugou's face.

"Did we win?"

"Fuck yeah we did."

"Then why... do I need to stay awake?... 'm tired"

"Because if you close your eyes, your heart will slow down and stop. You lost too much blood, dumbass. "

"Mmm."

"Hey!" He blinked, and it took longer to open his eyes. "SOMEONE CALL THE DOC!!" Bakugou screamed, but his voice broke.

Someone yelled back, but they were too far away for Bakugou to hear.

"Is it shivery in here to you?" Kirishima asked before his body went limp on Bakugou's arms.

"FUCK, NO! Kirishima! You can't die on me, you shitty lizard! Do you hear me? You can't die!!" He shook Kirishima's shoulders.

"If you die, how the fuck am I supposed to tell you that I love you?!" Kirishima twitched and inhaled loudly.

The next thing Bakugou knew, he was being shoved aside by an old lady in a doctor's uniform.

"Yes, very sweet, very touching. Now back off. We can't have your tears getting in his wounds."

"I'm not fucking crying, hag"

"Uh huh. Monoma?" Bakugou instantly felt a pair of lips against his shoulder blade, and drowsiness overtook him, and he passed out.

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Kiri pov

Uhhhgggg

It felt like he had been cooped up for months. Recovery girl had refused to let him out of the hospital after his close call with death. How dare she care about his well-being.