PRETTY THINGS CAN HURT || katsuki bakugo [ √ ]

°~Chapter 4: Clouded Minds~°

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C L O U D E D  M I N D S

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The walk home was amazing. Rain-soaked my hoodie and even managed to wet my school uniform.

I never minded the rain.
It was always so pretty.
So peaceful.
One of your favorite memories was with Happy in the rain. He loves the rain.

That's about the most recent memory you have of ANYONE in your real family. I never saw my real dad. My mother was dead. I didn't care much, it didn't even hurt if it was brought up. Insults never effected me. But today, all of the weight on my shoulders hit me like a truck away as I twisted along the sidewalk, people scurrying for cover.

I never understood why people here hated rain. Although I was born here, my mother always had me go outside in the rain, weather as a punishment or because she wanted me to get used to it, I wasn't sure. But by now they were all Clouded Memories..

"(Y/N)!" A feminine voice snaps you back to reality. "You left your book in class!" Tsuki laughs.

"Fuck. Thanks, Tsuki! What would I do without you?"

"Nothing. You'de be at the bottom of a shallow grave."

"Damn fucken straight girl!" You chuckle.

"A'right. Spill it."

"Pardon?"

"Spill the tea is! What's wrong?"

Nothing about me gets past Tsuki.

"Ah. Just memories." You smile, though you know she knows its forced.

"Code 451465!" She yelps suddenly, grabbing my arm and beginning to run.

(NUMEROLOGY BITCHES)

"What? It's probably all muddy. Can I go home and change first?" You giggle as she pouts.

"The rain might stop babe!" She calls, a grin on her face.

"Fine. You're paying my water bill though."

"You don't use the water other than showering and laundry anyway so sure!" She giggles, grabbing my hand and yanking me along.

~Small timeskip~

"Fuck. I'm already all MUDDY!"

"But its TOTALLY worth it. Look at this!" She giggles.

"Yeah. This is the place we first met. Of course it's beautiful." I smile, everything from earlier being swept away by the calmness and majesticness of the place.

Tsuki had met her here. Of course, not intentionally.

Tsuki's POV (I don't switch POVs often. Its not my thing.)

Just being here sent memorys flooding in. I was about 7 when I found this place. Just as I was calming down from the day, a small squeak came from behind me. I slowl turned around to see a girl with beautiful (H/C) hair and quiet, lost (E/C) eyes. She looked so tired. Tired of the life she was given.

"Hello.. I-im sorry I disturbed you. I c-can leave--"

"Ah! No no! Please stay! Tell md whats wrong!" I smile warmly at the girl, her features turned from shyness to nervousness.

"N-nothings wrong." She smiles, but it quickly faulters as she notices I dont believe her. She quickly pads over to where I was sitting, the rocks and mud around her bare feet moved with every movement. She sits down next to me, her face mildly flushed.

"(Y/N).." She mutters.

"Tsuki! Now, tell me whats wrong! I can help!" I smiled, a smile tugging at her lips.

And so, she explains everything. Her whore of a mother, her father, and what memorys she had at the time of him, and Hawks. Before she even managed to finish, I had her in an imbrace, tears freely fell from her (E/C) eyes.

"My m-minds just so messed up... Its just so.. Busy? N-no..
It's... Clouded..." She struggles.

"Memory loss?" She nods.

"Hey." I pull away from her my hand out in front of her. "Friends?"

She looks at it before smiling, snatching my hand and laughing while shaking it.

"Friends."

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