NOMU (kiribaku)

Fucking Emotions

I pulled my knees to my chest, and tried to rid my face of these fucking tears. I gotta stop this there's nothing I can fucking do, just get over it Katsuki!

I huffed and stood off the bathroom floor, I stepped over to the sink and washed my face. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I look like an actual fucking peice of shit. My face and eyes are all red and shit from crying so much, I fuckin hate it, I'm acting like that damn nerd.

I threw my fist directly for the mirror. It shattered completely and blood instantly flowed down my arm. I pulled out a few glass shards and healed my bloodied hands.

Kirishima burst through the door, "Bakugou??" He saw the broken mirror and looked at my hand. "Holy crap! What did you do?!" He raced forward and inspected my hand.

"The fuck are you doing!?" I ripped my hand away.

"You punched the mirror, there's blood all over your hands but no cuts at all?!"

"I heal fast.." I muttered.

"That fast?? How could- nevermind. Are you okay?" His eyes were wide.

I rolled my eyes. "I told you I heal fuckin quick, it doesn't even hurt." I turned to rinse the blood off in the sink.

He's definately not buyin the 'I heal fast' thing but I don't give a fuck.

"Not that.." He leaned on the wall next to the sink.

I kept my eyes on my hands with a growing scowl on my face. I huffed as I turned to the adjacent wall and ripped a paper towel from the dispenser thingy.

I turned around and Kirishima was right in front of me, his face only a few inches from mine. I flinched back as I realized how close we were and my back pressed against the wall. I swallowed the knot in my throat as he stared into my eyes.

"You've been crying.." His voice was soft and gentle, as he stared at me like someone that needed to be taken care of like a baby.

"I said I'm fuckin fine, now leave me alone." I grumbled.

"You keep saying that, but usually people aren't okay they find out their mother is about to die.."

Please, talk to me. I have to make you feel better. I can't stand seeing you like this..

What the fuck!?

"Bakugou.."

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down, my shoulders tensing up. "I just don't know what to do... and I feel weak as hell cryin about all this shit.... Fuck.! I can't stop fucking crying... This is so damn stupid!" I rubbed at my eyes as more tears flooded down my face.

"It's okay to cry about this Bakugou.."

I looked through my hands at Kirishima. He looked sad or upset to see me like this.

Please let everything work out ok.... for him.

My eyes flicked back and forth between his scarlet ones. I wiped my face again. "Doesn't change the fact that I'm actin like a fuckin baby." I pouted.

He chuckled slightly at that then sighed. "Sorry, it's just that you're sulking about crying."

"Tch. I just don't like feeling weak, like you have to baby me." I grumbled.

He sighed and his face softened. "I know, and I'll go if that's what you want me to do.." He turned away and started toward the door.

I grabbed his wrist, "no! I- just..." What the fuck am I doing? I let go of his arm and fell back against the wall, covering my face in one hand.

I let out a short exasperated sigh. "What the hell am I supposed to do? My dad ordered me to come back to school 'cause there was nothing I could fuckin do, but I can't just sit here and do nothing!" I slid down to the floor with my knees close to my chest.

Kirishima sat down next to me, "I don't know what to tell you man, but I'll stay here as long as you want."

I leaned on his shoulder, letting my tears fall, and he wrapped his arm around me.