Deepest Despair •KatsuDeku Soulmate AU•

Chapter 7

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The following hours were filled with emotions Bakugou didn't know how to deal with. They were mostly filled with unsteady silence. Besides the times Mitsuki whirled question after question at her son, which uneventfully ended with him whispering about he didn't know. He now sat with his head in his hands, looking down at the worn down wooden dinning table. He still was trying to comprehend what he had just witnessed. First, Dekus father was abusive, okay... He assumed that much from the bruises and cuts Deku would suddenly come to school with...but that bad? I mean the man was about to kill his fùcking son for crying out loud! Second, Izuku is suicidal? I mean, Bakugou had also assumed that,but it had never even prove right in front of his very own eyes. Third, Inko was also depressed and suicidle? This was news. To say the least, Bakugou hadn't seen Inko for at least a year, but he still would never expect someone as bubbly and joyful as Inko Midoryia to get to a breaking point.  I mean... he also didn't expect Izuku to get to this point, but here we are.

He growled, more out of confusion then anything else, and glanced through his lanced together hands. He shuttered at the sight of the disheveled boy laying across to him. Blood still dried on his forehead and hands. Now Bakugou saw what he had been pushing to the very very back of his mind for the pass months. Bruises littered the greenettes face and neck. Now that Mitsuki had taken off his shirt so she could clean up some of the other wounds, Bakugou was able to see some of thing Izuku had tried to desperately hide from view. Scars scattered along his purple and blue back.

He covered his eyes once again, not wanting to see that god awful sene again. He blew out a shuttering breath, rubbing his eyes, trying to fight the urge to look back at his childhood friend. That's when he heard it, it was barley even a whisper but it shook Bakugou to his core.

"Why did you save me? Why didn't you just leave me to die, Kacchan?"

Fuck this. Fuck everyone. Fuck this god damn world. Bakugou was not about to hear that shit come out of Dekus mouth. "Why?" He growled, causing the boy on the table to flinch. "WHY!? Do you expect me to just fucking stand by when I hear someone fucking screaming for help? I'm not a god damn monster!" He frowned, crossing his arms.

"But it's me who said it." Dekus head crumpled back onto the hard wood.

"So?" Bakugou raised one eyebrow, not completely understanding the context of what Deku had just said.

"You knew it was me. You came in screaming my name." A hollow, almost silent, chuckle rang through the tiny boy. "Why does that matter? It was still a scream, and you definitely wanted to be saved. So shut the fuck up and be grateful." He huffed, turning away. Deku opened his mouth to respond, but just then Bakugous phone started going off, text after text after text. It seemed never ending. Bakugou didn't want to look at it, since the notifications were from the 'birthday chat' his classmates had created with the mind set that Bakugou would actually talk in it. Then the loud buzzing of a incoming call made Bakugou finally tear his phone out of his pocket and answer it.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WA-" He got caught off by fucking Floaty round face.

"Have you seen Deku? I was going over to his house in hope to having a sleep over before his birthday but he's not here! A-and it was a mess! Stuff was everywhere! Have you seen him?" She sounded terrified and worried. Her voice also had a hollow and cold tone to it, as if she expected Bakugou did in fact know. "Yeah, he's with me, why the fuck do yo-" He got cut off, AGAIN, but this time it was by the front door swinging open. Welcoming in a sweaty, panting, tired looking Uraraka. Her eyes scanned side to side, taking in Bakugous house. He nearly dropped his phone, screaming out curses at her. Then she spotted Deku and came running up to him. Only to stop around 3 feet away at the sight of him laying on the table. She looked at Bakugou with pure hatred burning in her eyes.