One-Shots

BNHA- BakuDeku 💔

*Self- Harm warning*

Izuku's P.O.V.

   I watch, numb, as the blade slices cleanly against my thigh. Crimson blood steadily streams out, steady unlike my thoughts and emotions. To tell you the truth I was suprised when nobody noticed (or chose not to comment) on the fact I was clearly down all day. I barely spoke and didn't crack a single smile all day. They haven't even said anything about the fact I've lost almost all my muscles. I lost the motivation to work out and maintain my figure. I'm back to the way I was before One For All.
    Maybe they just don't care.  My mind helpfully supplies,
   I wouldn't be suprised if they didn't. I was just some plain person who smiled 24/7. I was only there to cheer people up when they needed it,
   But why won't they try to cheer me up?
  I growl and shove the Deku part of me out. I wasn't going to be that weak loser anymore. I wasn't going to just sit back and take whatever everybody throws my way. Whether it be punches or insults.
    Blood drips off my thigh to the floor, but I ignore it for now. I can always clean it up when I'm done. I make a newer, deeper cut just as the door is slammed (exploded) open. An angry Kac- Bakugo storms in, probably ready to yell at me for ditching last period, but stops cold when he sees what I'm doing. I will myself not to flinch and not to cover it up. Let him see what's he's reduced me to.
    I expect him to get mad, but instead he surprises me by silently grabs a towel of the rack and presses it to my mutilated thigh. Blood seeps through and eventually stops bleeding completely after a suffocating 4-5 minutes. He surprises me once again when he reaches up to rub his guilty eyes, his hand coming away slightly damp. Was he... crying? No, No! This is not how it was supposed to have gone. He was supposed to get mad at me and leave me alone since I'm disgusting. Not pity me and help, then cry.
    I'm so frustrated I don't even notice I had started to cry until a sob wracks throughout my body. Once again, Kacchan is silent while he comforts me. He just pulls me into his warm chest and I listen to his uneven breathing and his rapid heartbeat. This was a side of him I had never seen before. There was no scowl on his face. Just a soft worried one adorning his usual angry face. I eventually calm down after what feels like an eternity.
   I feel Kacchan shift and I'm suddenly being carried bridal style by him out of the bloody bathroom and onto my uncomfortable bed. I never get any sleep so what's the use of it? But, when we lay down it's suddenly soft and inviting. It's something so foreign I don't know how to feel, I'm pleased and tired, but I'm also nervous and restless. I want to run, I want to go back to the bathroom and find comfort in my red stained blade, but I also want to just sleep and never wake up. I'm unwillingly drifting off to sleep when I feel a handbrushing away my bangs and a soft pressure to my forehead. A small smile threatens to take over my face, but I'm asleep before it does.

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