More Than Friends- Kiri x Deaf!Bakugou

Feeling alone

The next morning Kirishima awoke, Bakugou curled up to his side. His lips slightly parted as cute snores escaped his lips. The red head slowly slipped out of his grasp and quickly threw a shirt on before walking down to the common room to make himself a small breakfast. The blonde soon woke up a few minutes later, but he didn't want to move. His eyes duller than normal, and his brain swarming with thoughts. At this point in time, he didn't understand why he was feeling this way, so he just sighed snuggling deeper into the covers.

"Baby, are you awake?" Bakugou flinched at Kirishima's voice as the taller teen walked into the room, taking a seat on the side of the bed. The blonde let out a quiet hum in response, turning to face him but kept his eyes casted down on the bedsheets. "Are you okay?" Bakugou didn't answer, getting caught up in his own thoughts, getting snapped out of it soon after by Kirishima waving in front of his face. "Kat, are you okay? Look at me, baby." Bakugou's emotionless eyes met Kirishima's, the taller boy gently caressed his cheek letting iut a soft sigh through his nose.

"Can you tell me what's wrong, I only want to help you." Bakugou made grabby hands towards the red head, who lightly picked him up sitting him on his knee. "I- I don't know.." Kirishima lightly ran a hand through his hair, gently kissing his forehead. "How do you feel, is that an easier question to ask?" Bakugou just cuddled up to his chest, snuggling his head in the crook of his neck. "I- empty.. sad, but I don't know why.." The taller boy hugged him close, whispering sweet things into his ear.

The boys soon got ready and left for class. Kirishima couldn't exactly help him if he didn't know what was wrong, so he just told Bakugou that he could always speak to him if something was bothering him. The blonde sat in his seat as always, his eyes downcast on his desk as his fingers traced the small dints in the wood. Other students seemed to notice him more down than usual, and tried asking Kirishima what was wrong but he didn't know so he couldn't say anything.

Once Mr.Aizawa fell asleep, Bakugou got up and started to walk out of the classroom, he ignored everyone's stares and made a quick destination to the bathroom. His bag was still in the classroom so the students knew he was coming back, but were confused on where he went. Bakugou sighed once he walked into the empty bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror. Dark bags were beneath his eyes, he honestly looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, but he couldn't solve that now. His emotionless eyes averted to look at the mirror noticing a part of the mirror to be shattered, he took a deep breath before punching it. A sharp pain ran through his fist, but he ignored it, and gently pulled on a piece of the broken glass.

He forced a smile onto his face, rolling up his blazer sleeve, his right hand gripping on the glass. Small beads of blood were running down his palm, but he honestly didn't feel it. He lowered the glass to his wrist, looking up to the mirror for a split second before he pushed down. He bit his bottom lip, as he slid it across his wrist, blood producing from the wound almost instantly as he continued to cut up to his elbow. His vision was hazy as he dropped the glass into the sink, gripping into the counter as he closed his eyes.

"F-fuck.." He mumbled, he groaned, opening his eyes once he felt less dizzy and continued to pull up his right sleeve before he started to cut once again. He didn't stop, until both hands were covered in deep cuts, blood was running down his arms. Small droplets dripping onto the floor and sink below him. He threw the glass into the sink once again before turning the water on, he held his arms under the cold water one before the other, and watched as the blood started to clear. "Shit.. Kiri's going to hate me.." His words trailed off, as he held onto the counter, dizziness over came him once more as he attempted to wait it out once more.

"Bakugou, you in here?" The blonde muttered a quiet curse grabbing the shard of glass before rushing into a stall, locking the door behind him. "Dude, it's me Kami, you here? Everyone's worried about you, especially Kirishima." Bakugou sighed, sliding the slightly bloody glass shard into his pocket. "I'm fine, Kami. Go back to lesson." The blonde looked down at his arms, small beads of blood continuing to produce from the cuts up his arms. "You sure man, everyone saw how you looked. Do you need someone to talk to, if so I'm here for you, same for Mina and Kirishima. You know that, right?"

Did Kaminari figure out that he cut? Did he noticed the blood on the floor? Please don't say he did.. Bakugou's thoughts continued to swarm around his mind. "I know, but I'm fine. I promise you, now go back to lesson Dunce face." He held his arms in attempt to keep himself upright, as the dizziness grew, his vision was slowly turning black but he didn't want to give up. "I'm not as stupid as you think I am, now open the door." Bakugou quickly pulled his sleeves down, his body wobbling slightly as he did so.

"I SAID I'M FINE! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He didn't mean to shout, but he knew he was on the verge of passing out and he didn't want the pikachu rip off to find him so vulnerable. "BAKUGOU OPEN THE DAMN DOOR BEFORE I BREAK IT OPEN!" The blonde cursed, his legs buckled beneath him, his vision going black as he hit the floor.

"BAKUGOU!"