"Don't feel bad, Kacchan. It was just an accident," You told the boy who is currently staring at his hands with curiosity and fear. When you were holding Kacchan's and Izu-kun's hands-- with you in the middle, as a normal thing you do as children when going somewhere, Bakugou's quirk just seemed to flare up, burning your hand in the process, and now, he feels that disgusting guilt holding him by the stomach. "You didn't mean to hurt me, that's all there is to it," You comforted, giving a pat on his shoulder, trying to ease his worries.
"I don't understand! The explosion just happened, a-and I didn't want to, but I hurt your hand so--" You shushed the ash blonde, holding your bandaged hand up. Bakugou still doesn't have full control over his quirk, nor has he understood it completely yet; it's totally understandable.
"Kacchan would never hurt me on purpose." You declared, as if having control over or knowing all his intentions. "Did you do that on purpose?" You asked, a brow raised to emphasize your inquiry.
"Of course not!"
"See? Then there's no need for you to feel sorry!" You exclaimed, grinning like there was no tomorrow, as Katsuki's eyes glimmered with amazement at your positive radiance.
~*~*~
Bakugou gave out a 'tch', after reminiscing an old memory with you. He doesn't want to remember, but his thinkpan just doesn't seem to want to cooperate with him, and he cursed himself for it. That memory resurfaced to make him remember the last time he felt like shit. Your laugh, your encouragement, your smile-- he'll never see or experience it again. And if he does, it would certainly not be for him.
This heavy feeling in his gut...
It didn't help when the damn fact that that incident would forever be marked on your face as a daily reminder of how he had failed his friendship with you. Was he really that much of an asshole? Because, seriously...
What did you ever do to him?
So what?! Deku was the same case; yet, he felt nothing when bullying the inferior boy. Deku supported him too, became best pals, would support him too-- what made you so different from him? How could he want to hurt the greenette but cannot do the same for you?
Sure, you were kind to him, you'd support him at everything, would cheer him on, and especially of all: you would never underestimate him. What was your fault for him to be aggressive towards you? You were perfect! He was happy with you, and you were happy with him... and Deku too.
Until he fucked up, that is.
Maybe it's not that you did him wrong. Maybe you did something that pissed him off. Maybe it's because...
You chose Deku's side over his.
When you hid the half of your face with your hair, he thought you were going into some emo phase or some shit-- completely oblivious to the fact that you were hiding something. God, after that incident, he couldn't approach you for weeks, months, or possibly even forever until you eventually attended the same school as him. Back then, you lost contact with him all at once, and he doubt you'd ever make contact with him again.
Damn him, his mouth, and his pride. And damn his superiority complex.
"Damn it all," He seethed, as he walked away from the campus-- classes have just ended. So much things were bothering him, and the fact that this was just his first day here only made his brain hurt more than it should. He can't take it. Someday, he would have to face and talk to you-- whether he'd be ready or not. It would eventually happen.

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