The legend goes on... (ghost rider! reader x bnha)

Guilt

(Warning: this chapter has some sensitive scenes. Read with caution.)

(M/N) stretched. He winced at the injuries he received the previous day. He got up, and immediately fell over on the floor.

"Be careful. You'll snap your stitches."

He felt someone pick him up. He smirked.

"Ashy, I'm fine. Now let me get my uniform-"

"You're wearing a different shirt today, since your other one got torn up."

(M/N) sighed.

"Bakugou, stop. I can take care of myself."

Bakugou glared at (M/N), putting his shirt on, and buttoning it. "Fuck off. I'm trying to help."

"You know who it is, don't you?"

Bakugou remained silent. (M/N) sighed. Bakugou grabbed his shoulder to prevent him from falling. Most of his weight was supported by Bakugou.

(M/N) looked down at Bakugou. He looked up at (M/N). They just stared into each other's eyes for a long peiod of time. Bakugou coughed, and looked away with a blush. (M/N) did the same.

"Let's... get you to class..."

"Mhm."

They both walked to class.

It was only 6:00, and school started at 8:30. They eventually reached the class, and got into their respected seats. Bakugou watched as (M/N) struggled to get to his desk. Sitting down was worse.

He groaned softly, clutching his side. Bakugou's eyes flooded with worry. He accidentally blurted, "You okay?"

(M/N) looked at him with tired eyes. His skin was still very pale, and the obvious bags were still under his eyes.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

Bakugou worried a bit more. Usually, (M/N) would try and sound sarcastic, or at least try and make a joke about his injuries, but he just sounded flat and tired.

"You're not."

(M/N) glared at Bakugou. "I'm fine."

Bakugou internally screeched in worry, but he just scoffed. He crossed his arms, and huffed, turning away. "Fine. Not my fault that you're injured."

"Whatever."

Bakugou growled. He was trying. He sighed, and began to glare at his own desk.

They both stayed silent for a while until (M/N) started singing.

"I wanna be like you, I wanna say that I can..."

Bakugou turned back to (M/N). He was staring out a window, and singing. He felt Bakugou's stare on him, but continued to sing amyways.

"I wanna be the person that you think that I am..."

Bakugou's eyebrows furrowed.

But even if I had it all come true like a dream

Is the person I came to be the really real me?

Bakugou grew more worried. (M/N) continued.

So young and simple, wishing like things would come true

Now as I am, I understand it's best I die and soon