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10 + A/N: BAD ENDING

   It was a mistake. A really, really, bad mistake. How was he supposed to know that Bakugou liked him? How was he supposed to know that his abusive, childhood friend would EVER hold feelings for him? He slightly knocked on the door, hearing whimpers on the other side. "Midoriya-Kun...?" He questions, tapping the door more harshly. No answer. He keeps on knocking until he hears a voice. "Leave me alone..."
     "I can't leave you alone, Midoriya-kun! Y-You're my friend, I can't possibly do that to you." His choice of words were probably horrible in this current situation. "Friends..? You're calling this.. Relationship between us.. Friends?" Hints of anger rose up in his voice. It was evident that he was, more or less, pissed the fuck off.. "No! If you're willing to do this much shit to me! We can't even be friends!" Midoriya yells, causing Todoroki to flinch back. "W-What? Can't be friends? Come on, Midoriya-kun! Don't be like this, please- " Todoroki begged desperately, hoping that his response was just a joke. That this whole fiasco was a dream and that he just didn't wake up yet. He wanted to start all over, when he had the chances to.
"You heard me correctly, Todoroki! Screw off, you fucking liar! I can't believe I even held any feelings for such a succubus like you! I bet you had fun, didn't you?! Messing with my feelings! Why don't you just go back to Bakugou for fucksake! Maybe he'll let you suck his dick there!" Midoriya spat, wincing at his own words and realizing how harsh they sounded. Of course, he regretting saying that to the all kind Midoriya.. But he needed to get what he deserved, for betraying his trust. "Don't be like this, Midoriya-kun! Y-You've got it all wrong, please don't leave me behind, I'm begging..."
"Beg all you want you nasty bitch!" He suddenly blurred out. He covered his mouth in regret, not meaning to say that to Todoroki, his only actual friend. He regrets it the more he says it, but he can't stop, not at this point. Todoroki gasps in surprise, it was loud enough that you could actually hear it from the room. Midoriya's heart crumbles every second he's in this situation. "I-I hate you! You think you can do whatever you want just because I liked you? Fuck off!" He continues. He should stop, he should really really stop. Midoriya is his most valuable friend. If he continues, he'll lose his friend. He doesn't want that, but the revenge is so bittersweet..

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry. Please, forgive me, I won't ever do it again!" You could hear the desperate tone in Todoroki's voice, each word he said, you could hear tears spill from his eyes. He doesn't know, should he forgive him? Should he open the door to let him in? No. I gave him too many chances, so many, and when he finally notices, the first thing he does is hesitate to choose his lover between Bakugou and I.

"You can leave, that's what you can do! Don't EVER show your face to me again, you dumbass!" He blurts Out one last time before stopping himself from Todoroki's begs and pleases. Sooner or later, he heard gloomy footsteps leave the front of his dorm room. He doesn't know how he handled that without breaking down. Maybe it was because of his overwhelming anger? Maybe it was because of his hatred at the moment, being able to hold against his own emotions. He burst out in silent tears, nobody to comfort him, in the ironic silent of the comfort of his room.

Todoroki slowly walks down the hallway, taking slow steps and leaning on the wall. He bites his thumb as he slowly makes his way to his dorm room. It's too far away, to his taste, honestly. The world is so wonky towards him right now, his tears are covering his visions and he can't walk straight(or gay :(( ). When he makes his way to his room, he flops on the floor as soon as he closes the door. He grips on the group, tears falling like waterfalls, crying silently and mumbling apologies to somebody who wasn't even there. His grip on the floor tightens, and he cries even more. He wants the tears to stop, for this to all be a horrible, horrible nightmare. He wants to wake up, he wants to wake up so badly. He gets up, and looks at his fist. He punches himself in the face, No, not a dream. Everything is real. He can no longer hold onto his crumbling hope, as he silently stands in the ironic comfort of his room.

~~END~~

A/N: uh, hey guys, hope you like this one bad ending that was ironically better than the entire story. I really don't know where I was originally heading, and my lazy ass kinda refused to update, so;; Uhm. This is the last chapter, so uh, bye;;