Love for dying boys [Todobaku]

6 | Just a kiss?

-Bakugous POV- 

We sit there in awkward silence after Nemuri walked out.

How the hell did we even get in this 'almost kissing' position? Okay yeah, we stared at each other, we leaned forward, but I didn't really realize the situation.

After a while Todoroki breaks the silence "Sooo, you look good in the picture" he looks down at his hands 

"You too" fuck did I really just say that, fucking shit this is awkward.

Now I get why all the teens, in this cliche love movies, are so nervous around their crushes. 

"What now?" He breaks the silence again. 

What now? WHAT NOW? BITCH I AM NERVOUS AS FUCK AND IF I LOOK AT YA AGAIN I MIGHT EXPLODE. 

Calm down Katsuki.

"I don't know, you can't really do much at the hospital" we both look down, probably too afraid to face each other 

"We can play 21 questions, to get to know each other better" I say, he just nods

"Okay. You can start" he says 

"I would start either way, and don't tell me what I can and can't do" I have a reputation, I can't get all soft 

"Whatever, just start already"

I roll my eyes "So ehm, why do you hate your dad so much?" I hope I won't ask too personal questions 

"Straight forward, are we now" he smirks

I roll my eyes once again "Just answer the damn question"  

He nods "Well, like you know I have a depression and anxiety disorder, and my father doesn't give a shit. After I attempted suicide, some journalists asked my father about it and he said 'everything is okay with this boy, he doesn't even have the guts to do that'" he makes a short pause and looks me in the eyes "And like you know I am not in therapy, because apparently the reputation of our family would get ruined. Reputation before health" he laughs, as if it is some kind of sad yet funny joke "He just doesn't care, but he treats my siblings better, even though one ran away, but that doesn't matter anymore, he is like eleven years missing now. But you know I'm used to it" this is something he shouldn't be used to.

"This is way to much information at once. And it is horrible. You are used to it? Like what the fuck, no one should have such a family and you shouldn't be used to that pain" to be honest, this makes me just angry. How can someone get used to such bad treatment?

"Like I said, doesn't matter anymore" he just shrugs and looks back down at his hands, but shortly after makes eye contact again "So my turn. Why did you stop eating?".

 I smile a little "You are also straight forward" he nods and returns the smile "People always insulted me because of how I look, so the only solution for me was to 'get a perfect body' and by society's beauty standards, it's really skinny. I overdid it, and now I have an eating disorder"

His smile fades away "If I could, I would punch those people" 

I nod "You're late" and then shrug "However, my turn. Do you have a crush?" 

His ears flush red "W-what?" 

"You heard me, besides it's not a difficult question. Just answer yes or no" I try to look him in the eyes but he tries to avoid it.

"Yeah, but-"

I cut him off "No 'buts', yes or no?" 

"I uh, yeah I have"