Broken Promises (Bakudeku)

Chapter 20: A New Hero

(A/N: The lack of updates is because college started, but if I finish all my homework for each week, I will do my best to put out updates whenever I can, Thank you, everyone, for your continued support..)

Midoriya's P.O.V.

It's the first day of living on campus! I'm so excited, in fact, it seems that everyone is! We all start exploring our floor, the common area, and then everyone breaks apart to move into their rooms and decorate. I start unpacking all of my All Might decorations, I know it seems kind of silly now that I'm older, but it reminds me so much of home. I put on some music and lose myself unpacking and setting up my room.

Bakugo's P.O.V.

I enter my room, dropping my shit on the floor, and kicking the door closed, I sigh. Finally, I was relieved to be away from the crowd. I just wanted to be alone, there was nothing for me to do besides unpacking my clothes and bedsheets. My mom still had all of my things, all the things I wanted anyways, all the material things I wanted... 

I sighed, again. I looked around the empty room and started unpacking my clothes into the dresser, it only takes me about five minutes. I close the drawer and turn around, I had nothing left to unpack, man this is depressing... I need to get out of here. I head to the community kitchen to grab a snack.

I start to round the corner but there is a giant crowd. I wanted to avoid crowds, I don't want to be bombarded with questions about blowing up Deku's living room. "We should look at everyone's rooms!" "We can have a contest for like the best decorated!" there was excited chatter.

"Bakubro! Come Join!" Shitty hair sees me and exclaims. "Nope," I state, putting my hands in my pockets and imminently turn around. "C'mon, it'll be fun" I hear him say behind me. "Nope," I say again, this time ignoring everything else he says.

I escape back into my room, closing the door behind me. I just walk over to the bed, collapsing onto it. I'm just so tired...

I suddenly open my eyes and its pitch dark. I must have slept for hours. I groggily check my phone, I see a few missed calls but before I can even read who it was from, there is a knock on the door. What the fuck, it's like 12:30 at night. Another gentle knock. "Hold on!" I get up and open the door. It's-

Midoriya's P.O.V.

He actually opened the door. I was shocked at first. He was shirtless, wearing grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He was ripped now, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. He cleared his throat. I immediately feel my face get hot. "Kacchan! I'm sorry...I just miss you and I wanted to check up on you..."

He sighed, "Why?" leaning on the doorframe. "Huh, wh-why what?" "Why do you miss me, why do you want to check up on me?" He asked me, quietly. "Because I still love you....and you have been secluded all day, I wanted to make sure that you were ok," I said, awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck. 

He looked down the hallway and then stepped out of the way of his doorway, he motioned his head towards his room. I walk in and its pitch dark. Kacchan turns on the light and shuts the door. His room is pretty much empty...I wonder why did his mom really take everything from him?

"You still love me?" He asks his red eyes staring into mine. "Yeah! I never stopped!" I said, I could tell he was hurting... "But why!? After how I hurt you, every fucking time! I fucking destroyed your house..." "The only thing that you've done that has hurt me was break up with me, and I don't care about the living room. You were helping me, you were defending me, like a hero. My hero." 

Kacchan lets out a choked sob. I walk over and embrace him, pulling him into my chest. "What's been going on lately?" He remained silent, crying into my shoulder. "It's ok. I'm here." I start gently rubbing his back, I move my hands into his hair, but it feels strange. He pushes away from me, "DON'T DO THAT!" he yells defensively dropping onto the floor, sitting with his head in his hands. "Kacchan...I'm sorry, what happened?"

"I-" He looks down at the floor. I sit across from him, I gently grab his face, lifting his eyes to meet mine, he looks tired, worn down, pale, but his eyes were still bright red. "Kacchan, please...talk to me." He looked away with his eyes. "Kacchan please."

He looks back at me, "I...I did...I did it to myself...because...I hate myself, for everything I've done to you, and that I continue to do. I make myself hurt...because I hurt you..." Tears are streaming down his face. And mine too.

"Kacchan," I pull him into my arms, I start crying too, "Please don't do this anymore, please. This hurts more than anything, seeing you in pain...and hurting yourself. Promise me, please" he nods into my shoulder, sniffling.

"Oh Kacchan, you broke yourself trying to be my hero, now you need a hero," I said hugging him tightly. "I promise, this time, I'll be your hero."

(A/N: Sorry this chapter is short in comparison to my other ones, I just struggled with where I am going with this story in this part, but I think I got it now)