I Am [NOT] A Monster (Suicidal AU/ KiriBaku Fanfic)

Alive

-Six days later-
(Classes are continued for 1-A now and Katsuki's parents know about what happened.)

{Bakugou's pov)

I jolt awake to the sound of a heart monitor, my head spinning and beginning to hurt as I realize this is real... This isn't one of those stupid dreams I've been having... I'm awake... I failed..

You can't do anything right.

I ignore the thought and look at the time. '4:24am'. I sigh, my eyes trailing along the tube that is in my arm. It had lead all the way to a half empty bag of what seems to be water. 'Most likely to keep me hydrated throughout this... Whatever it is...' My eyes trail along the rooms walls, looking at every detail. From the small cracks in the paint, to the large paintings hanging, to the window letting in the coolish breeze. While looking around, my eyes land on a side table like desk, my phone visibly on it.

I reach over, just barely able to get ahold of it and turn it on. The light from the screen making me squeeze my eyes shut. I turn the brightness down enough for me to be able to look without my eyes burning and check my notifications. The contact name; 'Shitty Hair' appearing at least seven different times...

{Kirishima's pov}

I'm sitting on my bed, unable to sleep while looking at funny and cute cat videos in hopes to calm my worried mind.

After a while, I decide to open my messages. Sending a quick, 'dude, please be okay...' to Bakugou before turning it off for a bit..

'god he better be awake... It's been a week.. could he have passed.. No, don't think like that Kirishima! He has to be awake soon! I know it!'

Like a sign from God, my phone went off. The ping of my notifications making me jump. I grab my phone and turn it on weakly. The contact info read a name I had not expected..

'BAKUGOU!'

{Bakugou's pov}

Like the flash, I immediately get a message back. 'jeez... All I said was hey..' I think looking at the message.

Shitty hair: Thank god you're okay!! I've been so damn worried about you dude!

It's all lies. He's just faking it.

Don't believe his bullshit lies.. no one would ever worry about such an unimportant, worthless, crappy person like you.

You're nothing. You mean NOTHING, to EVERYONE in your stupid little life.

Please just leave me alone... I didn't ask to be alive now... I wish I was dead 10× more then you want me dead...

"Wait... How– did whoever find me tell him?! No, they wouldn't have. Right...?"

-Timeskip-

{Aizawa's pov}

I've never been asked the same question more than five times at most...

Where's Bakugou?

Why hasn't Bakugou been coming to school?

Kacchan has never missed a day of school... I hope he's okay..

Damn it students... I-

My phone rings cutting off my thoughts. Hearing the students constantly talk about and worry for Bakugou has been heart warming, but also nerve racking... The constant lie that I've been telling ' he'll be back soon, he went on a small vacation..' some students haven't been buying my fib and I'm sure they'll figure out soon enough...

I answer my phone and slide out of bed, sliding on my slippers and rubbing my tired eyes.

"He-" I yawn, interrupting my sentence.

"Hello..?"

"Um, hello. Is this Aizawa? We need to speak to him about a resident here at the hospital." A young woman's voice spoke through the phone.

"Yes this is, how is he?" Now, I would probably be yelling into my phone if I hadn't just woken up.. but I'm actually nervous.. especially because this woman sounds slightly upset...

Did he pass..?

I hope not...

God he better not have passed—

"We wanted to inform you that he has woken up. But he won't be aloud to leave for another day or so. You can come visit him at anytime."

THANK FUCKING GOD!!

"Thank you so much for informing me. I hope you have a great day." I say trying to hide my happiness behind my normal monotone voice.

I hang up the phone and quickly change into my normal daily attire, sliding on my shoes, grabbing my scarf, and walk out. Making sure to lock the door behind me.

{3rd person pov}

Kirishima can't help but quietly cheer to himself, happiness taking over his formerly unhappy self. Tears of joy quickly beginning to spill from his dull red eyes. This was it, this was the spark that caused him happiness. The spark that gave him hope.

He jumped out of bed, tears still rolling down his face as he tried his best not to break down. He was feeling so many mixed emotions that he didn't know wether to be happy, sad, worried, or excited. But truely, he will be alot more cheerful today, compared to the last week.

Kirishima slips off his pyjamas, sliding his white blouse over his shoulders, than the uniform pants, and than the coat (idk what to call it). Grabbing his bag, phone, earbuds, and shoes, running out of his dorm.

-Tiny Timeskip-

Kirishima walked though the halls of U.A. with his head down and music playing. Occasionally, a tear would make its way down his face. Him still unable to wrap his head around the fact Bakugou is awake.

The redhead jumps at the feeling of something poking his arm, him ripping he earbuds out wiping his face.

"Oh, hey Kami!" He exclaims happily, waving at the honey blonde haired male with a warm smile.

"Hey Kiri," Kaminari replies feeling slightly off. Guess he just got used to Kirishima being dull and unenergetic. "Dude, have you been crying..? Your face is kinda red and so are your eyes."

"Wh– no, I haven't." He replied more calmly now. Trying to get the bit of attention he got off of him.

"You sure dude? You know you can always come to me, rig–"

"Or me!!" Someone yells quite loudly, Kirishima's head snaps in the direction of the other voice, it being on the opposite side Kaminari is on.

"Crap Mina, you scared me." He mumbles, putting one earbud back in. "And, I know I can Kami. Thanks."

{Kaminari's pov}

The hell? I know he's lying. It obvious.

I look at him once more, taking in his feature. Red eyes, red face, dark bags– WAIT! HE DIDN'T EVEN DO HIS HAIR?!!! WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!

I glance infront of us before speaking. "You sure dude? You know you can always come to me, rig-" as I'm about to finish my sentence, Kirishima get pulled back a little. A high pitched voice jumping in.

"Or me!!"

I look over to see mina giving me a look.

Kirishima definitely isn't okay..
But he's not as bad as that night....

An;
Holy crap, I haven't gotten a chapter out in over a month and I'm sorry. Also, this book may be coming to an end soon. (*Le cries*) BUT! When it does come close to the end (a few chapters or so), I may– possibly write a book two. Who knows?? 🤷‍♀️

Anywho, Bai hoomans!!

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