Bruises

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The two boys sat across from each other on Bakugo's bed.

"So first: Where did you get all those bruises? And don't give me any of that 'training' bullshit. I'm not stupid enough to believe that."

"I uhh... fell off my bed...?" Kirishima questioned his own bullshit response. Bakugo made an obnoxious buzzing noise like in a game show when you get the answer wrong.

"Wrong. Try again." Bakugo furrowed his eyebrows.

"I c-can't tell you..."

"Why not?"

"It's unmanly to snitch on people..." Kirishima stated. Bakugo was filled with rage. So there was going to be a neck that needing ringing after all.

"Who." There was no sympathy left in his voice, only rage. Kirishima stayed silent.

"Can we talk about this tomorrow? We are supposed to wake up for school in like an hour." Kirishima trailed off.

"Fine. Also, we are taking tomorrow off. Well some of it at least. We'll go some time before lunch. Okay?" Bakugo tilted his head, signaling that this was no rhetorical question. Kirishima nodded.

Kirishima watched from the other side of the bed as Bakugo fell asleep almost instantly. He just sat and watched, trying not to let him mind wonder too much, but his attempts were unsuccessful. His mind drifted to the night leading up to him having to go to Bakugo.

•Flashback•

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! I CANT BELIEVE YOU!" Denki screamed. "You are so damn worthless! You can't do anything right!" Tears fell from Kirishima's eyes as Kaminari held his shirt and slammed him into the wall. "And you're crying?! You're weak! Nothing but a weak, worthless, little bitch!" Kirishima felt a fist collide with his face, followed by a knee to the stomach making him double over. "P-p-please stop, Kaminari..." The red head sobbed. Kaminari knew how to cut deep into Kirishima's soul. "What are you going to do about it, huh?! Cut yourself some more? Be my fucking guest. Maybe you'll do it right and finally kill yourself!" Kaminari continued to push at the frail form before him. "You're a WHORE who deserves to be used and thrown away like the trash you are." Kaminari held Kirishima by the jaw, making him look into his piercing yellow eyes. "Die." Denki growled before grabbing him by the hair and pushing him to the floor. Denki fumbled with his belt buckle quickly. "P-please no, Denki..."

•Flashback over•

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