//confession//
when a person tells another their love for them
(he confessed to his crush.)
chapter written by solo_17
(only one meaning of confession)
todoroki POV (bakus throat feels better)
we sit down on a pile of grass near my neighborhood.
i never want bakugo to ever go through that again...
"bakugo?"
"yeah?"
"i know you said that it's fine that you saw that, but i still feel bad," i say as i rest my head on his shoulder.
"don't. you did nothing and you were the one getting hurt."
"but i still feel bad. i should have made you an ice ramp and then let you get out while i could have."
"well i'm glad you didn't, then you would have gotten more hurt."
"but—" tears start coming from my eyes and down my cheeks.
"todoroki—"
"no, shoto."
"shoto, first, katsuki. and don't cry," katsuki says as he takes his calloused hands and rubs my tears away. "it's not your fault, i promise."
"but i could have prevented this..."
"i'm glad you didn't. your out of that hell hole."
"i'm so sorry katsuki... no matter how many times you say it, i know it'll be my fault..." i say as i lay my head in his lap, my body on the right of his body in a straight line, my head facing towards the sky.
"shoto, i swear to god," he says as he rubs his hand through my hair, "it's not your fault."
"shoto..."
"yeah?"
"i love you."
"w-wha?"
"i love you shoto..."
"..."
"do you love me?"
"i-i'm sorry katsuki... i-i can't reciprocate your feelings..."
he's silent.
katsuki POV (this is the spoiciness i swear)
i spent all of this time gathering up the courage to tell him... who would love me anyway? right?
i lift his head off me and walk away. "i need a minute, shoto..." he nods as i walk into the forest.
a beautiful spot i found a while back, absolutely breath taking. a cherry blossom filled with different shades of pink, falling from each and every branch landing gently to the ground. swaying as they get ready to land. a water fall that's water is so clear that you can see every pebble at the bottom, and the foam from the water crashing with the other water, gorgeous white and champagne in some parts. the grass has bits of dead patches of leaves and grass scattered all around the land. a log is also on the side, a good place to relax.
i walk over to the log as i wipe my tear stained face. 'the first person i love, of course rejects me... why would anyone want to date me... or be in my presence for that matter...'
i cry as i end up falling asleep.
