"what do you mean? are you hurt, midoriya?" todoroki says as he puts my clothes on a little bed side table. "n-no... i'm fine. kacchan is just making a big deal out of nothing." i say, trying to breath less heavy. "this bastard! no. he's not ok. can you get the first aid kit? i was just about to check his leg before you came in." bakugo says while pulling up my sweater, revealing my legs.
"...shit... what the hell deku?! i think a wound opened up... you couldn't bring this up while we were at the hospital?! what the fuck happened!?! you better fucking talk!" bakugo says, freaking out. i flinch every time he yells. "what happened!?" todoroki yells as he rushes in with the first aid kit. i once again flinch at the loud noise. "i-im fine, honestly. i don't know why you guys are freaking out so much..." i say, casually. "you say that like it's fucking normal! no, izuku, it's not normal to be covered head to toe in bruises. it's not normal to be slashed up all over..! the way you've been living with those psychotic Pedophile's is not normal! only having one shirt, one pair of pants and one hoodie is not normal. which reminds me; izuku, we're going shopping tomorrow, you get everything you should've had before. you don't deserve to live like this, deku." bakugo says. he sounded pained and worried. i looked at him. he was still kneeling by my side, this time looking up at me. i looked at him, cupped his cheek and smiled. his face grew redder and i felt his face get hot. todoroki came over beside bakugo and put his hand on his back. "that's enough, bakugo. he knows that now, but you have to remember that abuse has been placed in his head as a normal thing. he's never not been abused and he thought everyone went through it; it only makes sense that he would treat it like it was a normal thing. however, i'm not really worried about that right now. what i'm worried about is what you were mumbling about in the shower. did your parents really sexually abuse you? you said rape, so i assume you know that it's illegal..." todoroki says, half asking, half talking to himself. "wait... illegal? i didn't know that was illegal..." i say to myself, but still catching the attention of bakugo. "wait... rape? ok. they're dead. how could you not know that's a crime?!" bakugo shouts while standing up. "i-i don't know! i just didn't think about it like that..." i say defensively. "you're meeting with the detectives the day after tomorrow. me and bakugo will be joining you for your interrogation, and you will tell them everything you've told us. understand?" todoroki says intensely. i nod silently. "alright, let's see the wound. i know you don't really wanna talk right now, and that's ok. but we need to sanitize your wounds... you need to take off your sweatshirt...". bakugo says as he gets red yet again. "o-ok..." i say nervously.
as i take it off, they were both red again, but i can see their expressions change from worry to pure pain. "izuku.. how'd it get this bad..." todoroki says solemnly. "h-hey! i'm ok now! i'm in safe hands, right?" i say smiling, trying my best to cheer them up. "the safest!" bakugo chimes in and i giggle at his remark. "how can you be so cute, even when you're in such bad shape?!" todoroki says jokingly. "what the heck does cute even mean? people keep calling me that! kacchan, shoto, uraraka, the nurse, the secretary at school... why won't anybody tell me what it means?" i say in a whiny tone. they both look at me and burst out laughing. they laugh for 5 solid minutes and i just wait it out. "deku... wh-at the fuck?!" bakugo says between laughs. "cute means... when something looks nice and innocent. when something looks visually attractive." todoroki says, finally stopping their laughter all together. "then you and kacchan are very cute!" i say smiling with my eyes closed. when i open them i realize that both boys were red in the face and trying to hide it. "..wait... can i ask a question?" i say curiously. "fire away.." bakugo says, still kinda hiding his face. "ok. whenever i compliment you guys or grab your arms, you get really red. it happens every time i laugh too... so i guess my question is, are you guys actually tired when you get red? it's only you two who get red around me... Uraraka and Iida are fine..." i say looking down. "e-enough nonsense. we have to sanitize your wounds." bakugo says, shaking off the topic. "y-yeah... midoriya, we've been putting it off this whole time." todoroki says calmly. "are you able to do it, bakugo?" todoroki says, turning to kacchan. "yeah, yeah. just make sure he doesn't squirm." kacchan replies trying his best to be kind. "ok." todoroki says. he then grabs my hand. "squeeze my hand whenever it hurts. it'll help numb the pain." he says smiling at me. "o-ok.." i say, feeling a bit hot in the face. which is weird, because i only really have my boxers on... so shouldn't i be cold..?
bakugo grabs a wash cloth and looks at me. i nod and he placed it on the wound. i flinch at the cold cloth, giving me goosebumps. it instantly starts to soak up the blood and i tense up. todoroki looks at me worriedly. "hey, it's ok... you can squeeze my hand if it ever hurts.." he says calmly. "o-ok.." i say as i turn back to the cloth. "alright, its caught most the blood, so i'm gonna bandage you up." bakugo says as he removes the cloth. i gently squeeze todorokis hand, trying not to hurt him. he looks at me and smiles warmly, a light pink tint to his cheeks. bakugo grabs the bandages out of the med kit. he puts some pad thing on the wound and it stings. like.. a lot. i squeeze todoroki's hand a bit harder, still making sure it doesn't hurt him. i didn't notice, but a tear slid down my cheek. i only noticed when todoroki wiped it away with his available hand. "it's ok, deku. you're ok. it's almost over..." kacchan says with a tone i couldn't quite place... worry? nah, people don't usually worry about me... but... he and todoroki both worry about me quite often... i hadn't even realized, but i was mumbling again. i snapped out of it and got really... embarrassed? "s-sorry... i j-just..." i say. "it's fine. just stop fucking apologizing for everything." kacchan says annoyed. "o-ok... sor- no, thank you." i say, gently smiling. they look at me and smile. "ok. deku, i'm gonna bandage you up now. it'll hurt a bit at first, but you'll get used to it." he says as he starts to remove the pad thing. "o-ok.." i say, a little scared that it might hurt a lot. when he bandaged me up, though, it didn't hurt as much as he made it sound like it would. todoroki kept a close watch on what was happening the whole time and kacchan was concentrating a lot. i need to come up with a nickname for todoroki... sho? yeah, i like sho. that's a good one. "all done!" shoto says happily. "yeah!" i say, very excited. "also, i've been thinking. i call bakugo kacchan, can i call you sho?" i say facing todoroki. as soon as i say sho, his face burns red; almost as red as his hair. "...i.... i like that. it has a good ring to it." he says smiling at me. i smile back warmly "perfect!" i say still smiling.
"anyways... we should probably go to bed. we have some important things to do tomorrow." bakugo starts up. "like what?" i say curiously. "have you already forgotten what i said?! man, memory like a goldfish. we're taking you shopping, you need more clothes... and we need to get you some other soap, mine or todorokis soap doesn't suit you. you need some new shoes too. and-" kacchan gets cut off by sho. "i think we get it bakugo. i'm gonna go have a shower, you're after me." he says, wandering his way into the bathroom. "ok." kacchan replies blankly. he turns on the bedside lamp and turns off the main light. he lies down on the bed and sighs. "man, deku... i'm so glad we saved you... i mean, i've never seen todo so worried.. even i've never been this worried about someone..." he says, staring at the ceiling. after about a minute of comfortable silence, i decided to break it. "i'm scared. at this point... i don't even know what's normal... what's right... not even what's right, more of... what's real. i know that teachers are kind, and i know that most of our class is.... i think... and i know that most parents don't do this to their children... but... how could mine do that with a straight face..? no, they smiled. they loved seeing me suffer. how could anyone do that... to their own flesh and blood too... well, i guess my mother is my flesh and blood, my father is actually my step father... i know it's dumb, but they've broken out of jail before... so who's to say they won't do it again..? i'm so fucking scared kacchan..." i mutter to myself. i thought kacchan was asleep because he was so quiet, but when i looked over at him, he was looking at me. i realized i was crying and wiped my tears. i gave off a little giggle. "i hate crying, yet it seems like that's all i've done so far" i smile lightly. kacchan chuckles and hugs me. "i know you're scared, but they can't leave. there are police at every exit of that prison. also, no more swearing" he says as he gently pinches my side, which makes me giggle a little. "but you swear all the time! why can't i?" i say defensively. "because you're too young." he says smirking. "aren't we the same age?!" i say back, just as defensively as before, if not more. "ok, fine. you're too LITTLE to swear." he says as he laughs at himself. "wow. you're really gonna play me like that. ok, fine. you won't hear me swear, cause i won't talk to you anymore." i stick out my tongue at him and roll over. he started saying something, but i fell asleep.
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