(More from Bakugo's perspective)
He turned his arms over to Kirishima. He couldn't bear to look at his face. It would be too much.
"I'm sorry." He needed to say that. He had put so much pressure on him. He had let Kirishima worry about him, and then Todoroki and Deku got roped in. Damn it, this supposed to be his problem! He didn't need Kirishima and Todoroki and fucking Deku to help him. Fucking Deku... the look on his face. He was worried, scared, torn up. But why?
'I've only ever treated him like shit..'
Bakugo felt Kirishima pull his face towards his lips. Kirishima. He had always been a shoulder to cry on. The only shoulder to cry on. Kirishima. He was always there, willing to come over in the middle of the night just to talk. Kirishima's kisses were the best. Bakugo would dye his hair when the black roots would start to come back. Though it looked spiky, it was really soft. Kirishima was his reason, his will, his hope. All his hope was pinned on Kirishima, until it became too much. He couldn't keep relying on Kirishima, he needed to help himself. He had to be strong. He found himself turning to self harm anytime he messed up. Calling someone a name, cursing at someone, messing up test. Anything really. It got warmer, so wearing sweaters and long sleeves wouldn't work anymore, so he blamed scratches, burns and bruises on training and cooking."For what? Look at me. For what?"
Bakugo wanted to release everything, to tell him everything. But he couldn't. The look on Kirishima's face was too much. And he broke down, fell into Kirishima's lap, crying.
' Damn it..pull yourself together! C'mon damn it!'
Kirishima was stroking his back and whispering to him.
"Hey, Hey, it's fine. I'm here ok? I'm here. It's gonna be fine. We can handle this, you can handle this! I believe in you ok! I believe in you. Here, let me get you some breakfast, you need to eat."
Eat. Another thing Bakugo didn't do. He didn't need it. But he knew he did. He would cook for Kirishima, even the whole "Bakusquad". But he rarely ate it himself, though he heard it was pretty good. He laid down on the bed.
"Mmm..smells good.."
"Nothin' fancy. Just French toast and eggs!"
"I didn't say it smelled fancy, I said it smelled good!" Bakugo heard Kirishima laugh a little.
' God I missed that.'
"Breakfast in bed, comin' right up!" Kirishima brought over a tray with a plate with scrambled eggs, French toast, and toast with grape jelly. There was also a cup of orange juice.
Bakugo looked up at Kirishima.
"What did I do to deserve you?"
Kirishima kissed him on the forehead.
"Simply existed."
Bakugo took a bite into the eggs. Spicy. Just how he liked them. "Fucking delicious."
Kirishima smiled an open tooth grin, but immediately closed it. He knew Kirishima was self conscious about his teeth, but Bakugo loved his dumb smile. "Hey, open that grin back up."
Kirishima looked confused. "Huh?"
"Your smile. Keep it like that."
"Like what?"
Bakugo imitated Kirishima's smile. "Like that."
Kirishima did it, but looked awkward.
"You're too fucking cute. Don't hide it."
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