A Tie Between Us (Kiribaku)

The Aftermath

"K- Kiri- Kirishima." Bakugo tumbled over his words at my sudden gain in courage. I was terrified despite the outburst and I almost regretted my decision, but I tried not to show it. I had just admitted to my crush that I was gay for him and the thought of it was weighing down in my head finally at the realization of it all.

"I- I mean..." I tried to explain things or... possibly apologize or... something. I hoped to make it up as I went along and I knew it wouldn't be good, but in that moment, I just knew I had to do something to make up for it.

As I was about to embarrass myself in a lie-apology-explanation, Bakugo stopped me suddenly. Without another word, he ran out on me, slamming the door behind him and leaving me heartbroken. My face dropped in regret as I the blonde who I've come to lo- like had just left me standing all alone in our dorm.

I sighed and flopped down on my bed, shoving my face down into my pillow. Well, I just lost my best friend and the love of my life. And as sad as it was, the thought of it didn't surprise me. A lot of people had left me throughout my life and they were even the people I loved most. I was one of those people who could watch their whole world crash and burn around them and not feel a thing because of all of those people. I had no more tears. I had already cried enough.

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Bakugo

I'm an idiot. I tell myself as little explosions go off in my hands from the sweat pouring down from the them. I had just ran out on Kirishima and my heart was pounding as I ran down the stairs into the restroom and hid my face behind the tile wall separating the bathroom from the entrance. I had instantly regretted running out on him the moment I had done it. I was terrified of everything that was to come next.

Why did I do that? I ask as I slide down the wall onto the floor. Don't I like the little loser?

Of course, I sort of already knew the answer of why. The voice of my mother sat at the back of my mind, partly yelling at me to do my school work, but more importantly right now, partly telling me to get back to him.

It's because you're scared of a relationship, brat! Her voice yelled at me. Now, get back to him!

I wanted to yell back, Shut up old hag! But, I knew that wouldn't do any good right now.

After a bit of anger and self loathing, I got up and tried to compose myself. I looked into a mirror and groaned at my appearance. I tried rubbing my eyes, getting little traces of smudged eyeliner onto my hands. I cursed myself a bit, knowing that I would look sucky without it, and tried using a paper towel instead. I hadn't cried, but I still looked like a mess and it really showed. My hair was more disheveled than usual, sticking all over the place, and my eyes had looked like I hadn't slept in weeks.

The bathroom door creaked open and I groaned at the thought of someone else besides me being in here.

"Hey, Kachan. You- you okay?" Instead of groaning and complaining, that voice made me want to bang me head against the tile wall. Unfortunately, the certain green haired little twerp had entered the bathroom at the single most inconvenient time in my life and tried to take pity on me when I definitely didn't need it most.

I knew I need to get out of there instantly before I ripped out his throat. I snapped at him before he could get in another word's edgewise, balling the paper towel into my hand.

"Yes, I'm fine. Now get away from me, stupid Deku." I left the bathroom without finishing trying to look at least somewhat presentable. I shoved my hands in my pockets with the paper towel once I was out in the hallway and hoped for the best for trying not to run into any extras.

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I traipsed down the hall unsure of where to go when the extras, the ones who I wanted to avoid, attacked.

"Hey, Baku-"

Pikachu. I thought as I recognized the voice. I really really didn't want to get into a conversation with the idiot and I didn't even give him the chance to finish my name when I started sprinting back towards my dorm in an instant. I wasn't usually the type to run from conflict, at all actually, but I knew I definitely didn't want to deal with the Pikachu now and I knew I needed to explain myself to Kirishima. The thought of him being heartbroken and thinking that I had just dejected him was unbearable.

Once I got there I stood at the door for a few seconds before reluctantly opening the door, seeing that the red head, my red head, was perfectly fine. There were no tears or signs of tears. He was just sitting normally on the floor and looking at me as if he was a deer in the headlights. We stood there dumbly in silence for a few minutes before he, oddly, started crying. I was about to say something along the lines of an apology, but then, suddenly, he jumped from his position and threw his arms around me. My eyes widened at the gesture and I blushed.

"You're not like one of those people, Bakugo! You came back!"

What?

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Ooh this was a longer chapterrrrr and it's kinda late, but it's still Tuesday so ha