My Hero Academia Oneshots!

💔Katsuki BakugouXReader: Almost lost you

IT FUCKING 2 AM AND I CRANKED THIS OUT IN UNDER AN HOUR SO ITS BAD

HOLY HECK AUTHOR CHAN IS FEELING ANGSTY GET READY FOR SOME WHY-THE-FUCK-DID-YOU-DO-THAT-I-FEEL-BAD-NOW-MY-HEART-FREAKING-HURTS BECAUSE THATS WHAT I WROTE

•Angst•

Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!!

Why did he have to be so reckless?! You could have died goddammit! Now you were fucking hurt because of him! He had managed to beat the living shit out of that villain and scare him away, but what did that matter? That didn't magically take away the hits inflicted on you. It didn't somehow heal the injuries you had received. It didn't reverse how hurt you were.

Damn, he was supposed to be a hero. How could he be a hero when he let the most important person in his life get hurt?!

All these thoughts of anger and frustration and rage and self-doubt and regret all rushed through Bakugou. He didn't fucking know what to do or how to feel because you almost FUCKING DIED! He almost lost you!

But, it was fine now. It was going to be fine. You were here safe in his arms. Sure, you were wounded badly and bleeding everywhere, but Bakugou did his best to patch you up. He cradled your body close to him. He wrapped his strong, protective arms securely around you, making sure no more damage was inflicted onto your extremely fragile body.

He sat on the ground. The grass bloodied from the brutal fight between you, him, and the villain. He sat there with you in his arms. He wasn't going to let anybody hurt you anymore. He wasn't going to let them take you away from him. He had you, and you were safe with him.

"Goddammit, it'll be okay. Recovery Girl will be out here any minute. Just hang on a little bit longer," Bakugou said to you as he gently pet your head.

He kissed the top of your head.

"Don't worry, she'll come and she'll fucking heal you."

He looked down at you. Your eyes were closed, but he knew you were still alive. You were strong and that's what he liked about you. It's what caught his attention in the first place. Your fucking confident ass is what made him fall in love with you. Your smart-ass remarks and your cocky smirk always charmed him. Your determination and perseverance were to be respected, and the way you always fearlessly pushed through things no matter what was inspiring. You were one of the all-around strongest people Bakugou knew.

And he fucking fell for you.

He fucking fell in love with you. He fucking fell from 50 stories high and crash into you. That's how hard he fell.

And damn, he hated himself for letting you get this bad. He hated every part of himself for not being able to keep you safe. But, now that you were with him, now that you were in his arms, you were safe. No one would hurt you as long as you were with him. And he would make damn sure that no one would take you away.

"Just a few more minutes. Recovery Girl will fucking be here," He assured you.

He rocked back and forth and cradled you in his arms trying to comfort you.

"It'll be fine. You'll be fucking okay. Just-"

"Bakugou?"

Bakugou whipped his head around to see Kirishima standing there.

Kirishima had a look of slight horror on his face at the scene. His expression changed as soon as his eyes landed on you in Bakugou's arms.

"H-how long have you been here, man?" He asked, full of concern.

Bakugou didn't answer, he only looked away from Kirishima's gaze.

Kirishima approached Bakugou.

"D-dude..." He started. "Y-you have to let her go..."

Bakugou whipped his head up at Kirishima. An intense rage burned in his eyes.

"I WONT FUCKING LET HER GO! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?! RECOVERY GIRL WILL BE HERE ANY SECOND AND SHE'LL HELP HEAL (Y/N)!!"

Tears pricked the corners of Bakugou's eyes. He wasn't going to believe that you were fucking dead. He couldn't. He wouldn't. He was not going to accept that the person he loved the most was fucking dead. That you were gone from his life forever. That you were never coming back. That he would never hear your shitty smart-ass comments or your shitty snickers and laughs. That he would never see you smile or your eyes sparkle. That you would never hold his hand again or kiss him sweetly, despite your bold nature. That you'd never grow up together, get married, live happily with little shitty brats running around. He couldn't accept that he wouldn't ever experience those things with you.

Kirishima was taken aback by this, but soon approached Bakugou. He knelt down next to him and solemnly looked at you.

"Bakugou, you have to let her go...

she's gone."