Bloodlust (Vampire Deku AU)

Bathroom

(A/n: I found a pic of what Deku looks like in my imagination, which is the pic above)

(Time Skip to the next morning)

I... I can't.... I... I can believe I did that....
I..... killed someone.... last night.......

(Flashback to the last night)
I was walking back to my house after that... eventful, day. I'm almost home when i feel my stomach growl.
Nononono..... ok. I just... need to get home... and no one... will get hurt.
I reach my apartment, and sigh. I'm glad I made it without losing control... at least not yet....

I pick up the welcome mat that lays in front of  my front entrance. I bend down and my stomach growls again, this time louder than the first. It was starting to become immensely painful.

Then, it happened again. A whiff of air brushed by me, with that, carrying the scent of blood.
It just like with my mother. I was able to control my body, but at the same time, not. I was sprinting at full force towards the source of the scent.

Before long, I had reached the source. It was a young boy with black hair and a red baseball cap, with golden horns attached to the front. He was crying...

"Hey kid, what's the matter?"
I say, trying to keep myself in control.
"My mommy... and daddy... they're gone.."
He replies in almost a whisper.

Oh crap... this kids parents, are dead.

The temptation was just getting worse and worse. I felt as if I would break at any given moment. Then my thoughts became darkened by the craving...

This kids parents are dead, why not put him out of his misery? It would help both of you. A win-win.

Of course, my thoughts were clouded at the time. I really couldn't think rationally if I wanted to.

I decided to relieve myself of the pain that this hunger had put me through...

"Uhm, mister? Are you ok" we're the kids last words before I.... got to him...
(End of flashback)

I... killed that kid....

He had so much more life to live but I.... I ended it... for my own personal reasons...

I feet awful....  I feel like a monster... I am a monster...

My self degrading thoughts were cut out when I accidentally bumped into Kacchan.

"HEY NERD. WATCH WHERE YO-" He stopped screaming and changed to more sincere tone. Well, sincere by kacchan's standards anyways...
"Deku... are you ok?"
I then realized that I had tears streaming down my face.
"I'm... I'm fine... sorry..." I whisper, not taking my eyes off the ground.

I could tell he was still looking at me, so I ducked behind the nearest corner and made a beeline for the bathroom.

After wiping away my tears and making it appear that I never cried in the first place, I headed to class.

I made it halfway to class before realizing that I left my suitcase full of stuff for my dorm, in the bathroom. I ran back, as fast as I could, so I wouldn't be late for class.

Unfortunately for me, Kacchan was washing his hands in the bathroom. I took notice and waited for him to leave.

Bakugo POV:
When I walk out of the bathroom, I can almost instantly feel a pair of eyes on me. I look around, but to no avail. I must just be paranoid. God dammit, social anxiety really is a bitch.

I go to was my hands when I notice a suitcase in the middle of the bathroom, right in front of the mirrors.
Someone must have left it here. I'll just keep it here in case someone is looking for it.
Then, in walks the person that I despise most, at least I think I do, Deku.

I put two and two together and realized that the suitcase must be Izuku's dorm stuff.

"Um... Kacchan?" He Asks nervously, not moving from the entrance to the bathroom.
"Yea, nerd?" I ask annoyedly.
"Can you pass me my suit case?"
I stand there, really confused. I mean, the suitcase was right there. Could he not grab it?
"Why can't you grab it Deku?"
"Can, can you just do me a favor? Please?" He Asks
"I said no. You come here and get it." I snap back quickly.
"Kacchan plea-"
"I SAID NO YOU WORTHLESS LOSER! GET IT YOURSELF!"
He stops trying to ask me to get it, and he sits on the ground and schooches over to where his bag is. I give a confused look.
I grab the bag before he can get to it, and raise it above my head.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING DEKU?" I shout at him.
"I-i need to grab my bag..."
"THEN WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE JUST WALKED OVER AND GOTTEN IT?"
He doesn't reply, he only glances quickly at the mirror from his spot on the floor and hopes I didn't notice. But I did.

He obviously doesn't want to be in the reflection of he mirror... but why? Is he scared of his reflection?

"Kacchan! Look over there!" He says pointing to the side of the room without the mirrors.
But I'm not stupid enough to fall for deku's tricks. I look at the side of the room with mirrors on it.

I can't see his reflection so I mm guessing he hasn't tried to grab his bag yet. But then I feel a tug on the suitcase. I look back where Deku was standing, he was right in front of me, jumping up and down, trying to grab his bag.
I look back at the mirror.
Still just me.

I take turns glancing at the mirror and then Deku.
He, he didn't have a reflection...
I jump back from fear, throwing his suitcase across the room.
He realized what happened and fell back as well. His eyes were full to the brim with fear and worry.

"d-deku...?" I mumble out of concern.
"Wh-why weren't you s-showing up in the m-mirror?
He mumbles something I can't hear so I repeat my question.
"HEY LOSER! IM TALKING TO YOU! ANSWER ME"