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So do you want the book to end all happy and they tell each other or y'all want some smut after? Cuz idk no more as J left me to do this book myself

No one
It had been several days since the incident at his house. He had tried his best to honor his agreement with Kirishima but it just wasn't possible. Stopping someone who cuts for emotional relief was like stopping a junkie from taking drugs. He had to slow it down before leaving it all together.

Since that day, every morning, Kirishima would come running over to Bakugo and give him a gentle pat on the back before asking how he felt. This was a scale they had made that ranged from 1 to 10. 1 meant he would start smiling for no reason, 10 meant he couldn't feel a thing and needed relief.

1 never really was a thing, Bakugo was usually a 3 on a good day.

Most the time when Bakugo was nearing his limit, him and Kirishima would find a nice quiet place and he would just sit there, cradled in his arms until he felt better.

This had been hard for Bakugo as once during a lesson he had felt the need to hurt himself. He considered passing a note to Kirishima with a big 9 on it but he knew Aizawa would see. So he simply got his fountain pen and pressed his thumb onto the tip as hard as he could. If anyone saw he could just say the red ink was leaking.

When class had finished he had quickly passed Kirishima and whispered "10" in his ear before rushing out the classroom to the nearest toilets, attempting to wash away the blood before Kirishima saw. This had failed as he ran in the second he had placed his finger under the cold water, panting like a race horse.

They had both noticed the stares they often got from classmates, mostly in disbelief that Bakugo was not killing a person that was physically hanging over his shoulder, the thing he hated the most.

Neither of them cared though. When people asked they said they were just really good friends, even if they both wanted more. But neither found the right time to day it.

Bakugo
The bell signalling the end of the day chimed and Bakugo packed his things, he was exited. Today was the day he packed his things and he would move to the dorms tomorrow.

Kirishima came running up to him and as usual hooked and arm around his shoulders. He had a goofy grin on and Bakugo didn't mind that.

"So bro, we gonna do your stuff into the dorms now right?" Kiri said in excitement. Bakugo shook his head slowly and he could feel the boy deflate slightly.

"Oh. Well that's fine I guess. When are you gonna move in?" His tone was slightly less enthusiastic, but not enough for anyone else to notice.

"I dunno shitty hair, I gotta pack tonight so maybe tomorrow." Bakugo muttered under his breath, just loud enough for only Kirishima to hear.

Kirishima's huge smile became even larger as he fished a marker out of his pocket. Before Bakugo had time to react Kirishima had grabbed his arm, rolled up the sleeve and written a bunch of numbers on it.

Bakugo stared at the numbers in both confusion and sloght disgust. This would take hours to wash off. He looked up at Kirishima while he rolled his sleeve down, so that no one else would see.

"My phone number. Y'know, so we can text. Only if you want to though!" Bakugo chuckled at the slightly flustered redhead and nodded semi happily. "Yeah that doesn't sound too bad."

Kirishima
'OH MY GOD HE LAUGHED!!' was all that went through his head at that moment. He tried his best to smile but he could feel his face burning.

"Umm, ok ByE!" Kirishima lamely said before running off to catch the bus home. He hopped in just before the doors closed and shoved his ticket beforw making his way to an empty seat. Once seated he took off his bag and hugged it in front of him, burying his blushing face into the red material.

'good job Kirishima you idiot he now probably thinks you hate him.' he muttered this to himself quietly before he noticed they we're near his stop. He pressed the stop button and bound off the bus, waving a thanks to the driver.

Approaching his house he took a deep breath before unlocking the front door and plastering a fake smile across his face.
"Hi mum,dad I'm home."

Short chapter cuz yeah...
Happy New year if you celebrate that stuff I guess

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