Alcohol and Explosive Quirks Don't Mix Well {KiriBaku Fanfiction}

I Won't Hurt You

I'm feeling pretty angsty rn so I want me some angst in this story. But I also want fluff, smut, fluffy smut, smutty fluff, and angsty smutty fluff. You can't have that stuff without some prep and making it a slow burn. So this chapter might just be angsty.

Ok maybe just a little bit of fluff I'm sorry I couldn't help myself.

Here's the music I listened to on repeat for this.

-Bakugo's POV-

I hate feeling, I really hate it. Never do I ever wanna feel again, I don't want to hurt again, and I don't want people to know anymore. If it weren't for that stupid game maybe people wouldn't have known I'm some horny piece of shit who fantasizes about their only friend. I'm disgusting... Who would want this. 

When I had entered my room I didn't bother to turn on the lights. I just locked the door and collapsed to the floor. The floor was freezing and the coldness seeped into my limp body. I shivered and began to curl into a ball on the floor as tears fell from my eyes. 

What am I... just disgusting, horny, angry, horrible, gay Bakugo... The Bakugo who hurts everyone. "Oh Bakugo? He's a jerk no one likes him." I am a horrible person why do I do this to myself. Why do I do this to others...?

I began to shake and sob as I tightened the ball shape I was in. My breathing turned to hyperventilation and the world seemed to shake around me. It was so dark, cold, and lonely. I was tired of feeling lonely and cold...

My heartbeat sped up and panic settled onto me. What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I so scared? Now I couldn't breathe it felt like I couldn't get any air in. I tried to call out for help but all that came out were choked screams and sobs. I'm such a mess... 

The handle to my door began to jiggle... My panic worsened as I scrambled away from the door and tripped. I sat dazed on the floor unable to move, breathe, or speak as tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped to the floor.

I was trying so hard to breathe... 

If it weren't for Kirishima I fear the situation could've been much worse...

-Kirishima's POV-

"BAKUGO! OPEN THE DOOR!" I cried out frantically as I hit my fist against his door. I could hear him crying, screaming, almost choking on his own words. Jiggling the doorknob would get me nowhere and he obviously wouldn't be opening the door anytime soon.

Fear coursed through my veins his choked sobs were breaking my heart. His gasps for air were filled with sorrow and hurt. I wanted to make those feelings go away, I wanted to make him happy again. 

Part of me wished that those questions during that game weren't asks. Who knew such simple, funny questions would've caused so much hurting. Though I knew if those questions hadn't been asked Bakugo would've hidden his hurt from me forever. Suffering quietly and alone as he pushed everyone away. Those questions had let me see what was wrong. So I was partially grateful I learned of this suffering before he was consumed in the darkness.

I couldn't hide my panic settling in though. Who wouldn't panic when it sounded like your best friend was dying on the inside and trying so desperately to make it stop. 

Now all I had to do was find a way in. The dorm door lock's were installed to keep even the toughest villains out and to keep the student inside safe. No way I would be able to break it. The window's were reinforced glass and I would have to climb up the side of the wall so that wouldn't work.

I felt helpless and unable to help the friend who so desperately needed me.

Bakugo managing to choke out 1 word, "h-...h-elp" was enough encouragement I needed.

I activated my quirk and took 3 steps back. Then I proceeded to throw myself into his door. It took 5 tries before the hinges gave out and the door crumbled to the floor. Guess even the toughest locks stood no chance against someone who was willing to do anything to help a friend in need.

Though the sight before me could've even made Almight break a little inside...

Bakugo was kneeling on the floor attempting to breathe. He had his arms clenched around his stomach. His face was turning a dark shade of red and tears poured from his eyes. His skin was sickly pale and drained of color, his eyes had dark bags under them, and he looked so fragile. But when he looked up at me with those hurt eyes... That's when I lost control.

I threw myself onto him. 

-Bakugo's POV-

Unable to speak I looked up at Kirishima. Hoping maybe just the fear in my eyes would be enough to convey to him I needed his help. It worked...

Kirishima deactivated his quirk and the next thing I knew I was wrapped in his warm embrace. He hugged me tight against him and I finally felt like I could breathe. I gasped in and let out loud sobs as I buried my face in the crook of his neck. 

"Get away from me asshole..." Probably not the nicest thing to say but I couldn't do this to him, or myself. I felt so guilty. Stupid dreams... Why'd you have to ruin a friendship that could've saved  me...

"Don't give me that shit, Bakugo. I'm staying right here." Kirishima responded by clinging to me tighter and pressing my head against his shoulder. 

I shook with fear as I lifted my arms and slowly wrapped them around Kirishima. Why do I do this to myself? I know that I shouldn't... I know it only gets worse from here. He will learn how I feel and ditch me. I shouldn't let myself open up... I shouldn't...

"Why are you so tense? You're ok... I'm right here and I promise I won't let go." Kirishima whispered as he placed his own head in the crook of my neck. I shuddered at his warm breath hitting my skin. He began to rub his hands gently over my body in an attempt to make me less tense.

I out of all people should know that promises are shit. After all I promised myself to push Kirishima away but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew that promises were rarely kept. So why do I believe Kirishima won't let go...? I shouldn't believe... I don't wanna believe... I don't wanna hurt... I just don't wanna.

"Shh it's ok... Bakugo it's ok." Kirishima said trying to reassure me. I wanted to believe it was ok but I knew... I just knew it wouldn't be.

My sobs turned to silent tears as Kirishima tightened his hold on me in attempts to calm me. I fell limp against him and leaned into the rise and fall of his chest with each of his breaths. 

Kirishima held me there until I was calm enough to stop crying. He gently ran his hand through my hair and pressed my head against his chest so I could hear his heartbeat. 

"Bakugo, I promise I won't hurt you anymore." Kirishima whispered into my ear.

Maybe, just maybe, I could trust him. It might be ok to open up and just let him into my life...

If he never figures out how I feel maybe I won't loose him.

Because right now all I need is him... even if it is just his friendship.

Fluffy angst!!! Yayyyy!!! 

But don't worry his hornieness will effect him soon enough. After all this fiction does revolve around his use of alcohol. And when your drunk your true intentions come out. ;)

But in all honesty you shouldn't turn to alcohol or drugs to numb the pain. If your struggling out there get a therapist, talk to someone. Open up so people can help you.

If Bakugo can then so can you :3