Bakugou pov
I think I need a break. To focus on myself, and not rely on my friends.
I yawn before closing my eyes and deciding to sleep I'll fully decide tomorrow. Then we'll see what happens.
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I woke up and Eijiro walked in. It's a Saturday at least so it's not like he's missing any class work. Who knows how behind we both are. Aizawa might give us some leeway but I heavily doubt it. My fault the whole thing happened anyway.
"Morning Katsu. I spoke to the doctor and she said that you just need a few more tests then they'll let you out."
"Well that's good. I needed to talk to you and I think it'd be better if we had nice scenery. How's mom?"
"She's good though in her words she's 'worried to hell and back about the little bastard'."
"I figured as much." We sat in silence for a few moments before he pulls something from behind his back.
"Well I got you a gift."
"You shouldn't have."
"I wanted to."
"I get that but you really shouldn't have. I did nothing to deserve a damn gift. But thanks I guess."He pushes it into my hands and I take it looking at it closely and inspecting the wrapping. It's actually quite good. Good for Eiji, that is. Opening it carefully I see that it's a personalized keychain of us. Shit why did he have to go and do this today of all days?!
"Ei, this is really sweet." I give him a gentle smile before hooking it onto my bag that he brought.
"You're supposed to be discharged today and well that explains the bag. I also thought maybe tomorrow we could hang out or something?"
"Why're you rambling so much. You sound like shitty Deku."
"Crap really?"
"Yeah. But do you think today would be better. I mean I am being discharged and it's not like I'm injured."
"Katsuki you fell from the roof. You shouldn't have survived. You are injured. During the time that you were in that coma we were all worried sick. I thought you died Kat. What were you thinking pulling that shit?!"
"I wasn't fucking thinking Eijiro! You tend to not be thinking when your seconds away from dying!" I sat up, trying not to yell too loud.
"I know you're going through something that you won't tell me, but giving up. That's not manly Kat."
"Won't tell you?! First of all shut the hell up with your manly bullshit for once in your god damn life! I'VE TOLD YOU EVERYTHING! THERE'S NO PART OF ME YOU DON'T KNOW!"
"WHAT ABOUT THE BURN ON YOUR LEG THEN?! WHEN WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME THAT!"
"I wasn't-"
"You weren't what?! Weren't planning on telling me an important part of your life!? KATSUKI I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU BUT I CAN'T IF YOU DON'T TELL ME!"
"WELL MAYBE I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP! YOU SHOULD BE FOCUSED ON YOUR OWN SHIT NOT MINE. SO JUST GET THE FUCK OUT AND STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME!"
"FINE!"
"FINE!"He rubbed his hands through his hair and stormed out of the room, slamming the door. I let out an exasperated sigh. Yelling hurt my head. Fuckin concussion bullshit. Mina walked into the room a worried look written across her features.
"Bakuhoe, what happened? Kiri just pushed past me close to tears. What the fuck? He never cries and he never pushes me. Ever."
"We just had an argument. Nothing big."
"When you get back to the dorms later you're telling me everything from your side. I'm going to go comfort Kiri. I don't know what happened but you fucked him up. Bad. He really loves you don't mess this up." And with that she left.Great now both my best friends are pissed at me. And she just had to leave with the he loves you line. What the fuck is this, some shitty rom com?! Lost in my thoughts I didn't notice my doctor come in.
"Mr. Bakugou, your mother just signed you out of the hospital. You're free to go. Let me get the nurse and then she'll get you all set. Please stay safe this time around. I wouldn't want to see you back here. You have potential young man."
"Thanks I guess."
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Who're We to Say? - a kiribaku fic
FanfictionBakugou Katsuki, the loudest, most outcast student at U.A. Highschool starts to hang out with the ray of sunshine that is Kirishima Eijiro. With a new friendship that Bakugou has never before experienced unwanted feelings sprout with it. To him the...