Pierced {KiriBaku|BakuShima Fanfic}

Chapter IV

Bakugou frowned, not even opening his mouth to scream or cry or ask why because he knew once he did, the purple flower would come up thornless and the red one will bloom. He should've known Kirishima wouldn't like him like that, much less love him.

He shut his eyes calmly, keeping his face blank from emotion. He stood up and started walking back up the wooden stairs with the boy calling after him to wait. He didn't, couldn't. It hurt to see his face and even hear his voice.

When Bakugou was far away out of sight he ran. Down the trail and darted in some woods and puked up a purple thornless flower. It didn't hurt as much as the yellow one did, but he knew the red one was gonna hurt like a bitch.

He took in deep breaths and almost cursed when he felt the thorns pierce his lungs. He knew he was gonna die soon.

Should he get the surgery, or die with love? Which one seemed better?

Right now surgery seemed like the better option.

He walked back to the dorms alone, a blank emotionless stare keeping him focused. For some reason, he couldn't cry, he wasn't upset, he was just...dulled. Like all the life and fire was sucked out of him in those few words.

He heard jogging up behind him and instantly knew it was Kirishima. He quickly opened the door and kicked off his shoes. Kirishima came in right behind him.

"Bakugou-"

"Shut up." Bakugou kicked off his slippers hastily as he made his way through the commons area.

"Bakugou please-"

"Fuck off." Bakugou bumped into the greenete, and the room filled of chatter went silent. Bakugou stared at him blankly before calmly walking off, Kirishima right on his tail.

"Bakugou-" Right at the base of the staircase, he whipped around and socked Kirishima in the face, his explosion amplifying the impact as he sent the boy to the floor.

"..." With a heartbroken glare and gritted teeth, he stomped up the stairs and ran to his room, locking his door, and cried as he walked in his bathroom with a mouth full of petals.

Mina POV

"Kacchan?" Midoryia asked in disbelief. He had straight on bumped onto the angry blonde and nothing happened. No anger, no words, he just simply kept walking. Everyone was stunned in silence, watching the blonde walk away as Kirishima tried to get his attention behind him.

When Bakugou punched Kirishima, everyone knew something was wrong. Katsuki didn't physically hurt anyone, not without an excuse. Mina was about to go tell the blonde off until she saw the hurt in his eyes. His body language practically screamed heartbreak and now he was gonna tell Kirishima off, which she barely even done.

With a determined eye set on her goal, she stomped towards the redhead who now had some classmate surrounding him, asking if he was okay.

"He's fine." Mina cut through. Kirishima smiled at her but instantly flinched when he saw her glare. "We need to talk, Kirishima." She yanked the boy up by the wrist and dragged him into the kitchen.

"Ow Mina, that hurt!"

"What did you do to Baku? Did he confess?" His eyes widened as a troubled expression entered his features.

"H-How d-do you..?"

Mina rolled her eyes. "It's obvious he likes you. He says yes to everything you ask of him and he stares at you a lot during class." Mina put a hand on her hips. "So why did he look so..." she waved her hand, looking for the right word. "Sad? Heartbroken? Depressed? Empty? Yeah, he looked empty, a HUGE contrast of how he was this morning."

"I..." Kirishima scratched his elbow and Mina slapped the back of his head.

"Are you an idiot?!" She pinched her nose. "I thought you liked him!"

"Yeah! As a friend!" Kirishima retorted, but backed down when he saw Mina's scowl.

"Bullshit! We all know, including you, that you have a fat fucking crush on him! You had a chance yet you ruin it because you think it's unmanly to like another guy!" She shouted, waving her arms. "Well guess what?! You can't be a man unless you accept who you are Kirishima!"

The boy looked down shamefully as Mina pinched between her nose, taking deep breaths. "I can't believe you hurt him." She sighed. "He's probably gonna die now." His head snapped up.

"Wait what do you mean?"

"I caught him puking up petals at three in the morning. They were yellow. They're probably a dark red and really thorny by now." She looked down with pitiful eyes. "He's never gonna get the surgery you know? If he does, he loses the ability to love. And...he won't remember you since you're the one he loves. He wouldn't give that up." A tear shed from her eye but she wiped it away.

"H-He didn't tell me that!" Kirishima yelled in a panic. "Oh god, if I'd known that I would've accepted him. The only reason I didn't was because I didn't think I deserved him." Kirishima cried. "Shít! I'm so useless!" He sobbed into his hands as Mina pulled him into a hug. She was still angry at him, but he was still her friend. There was no way she'd ruin that over a stupid confession.

"You're not useless, Kiri. Just stupid." She pushed him back. "Now hurry and tell him you're sorry! I'll kick your ass if you don't do it right now.

Bakugou's POV

Bakugou laid on his back, unable to breathe and very sore and in pain. The pills weren't working and the thorns pierced every single part of his skin. His throat was bloody as thorns poked out of it and of you ran a finger over his chest, he'd feel like a cactus. His eyes felt droopy as he felt the vines squeeze his lungs. He wasn't able to move as blood gargled up in his mouth, running down the side of his face. He felt like he was dying a slow painful death.

'It's...better this way..'. He thought, a tear rolling down his cheek. 'Id rather drown though-'

His thoughts was interrupted by loud banging on his door. "Bakugou open up! We need to talk!"

The vines seemed to constrict him even furthers as he wheezed. He felt like he was gonna pop any second. More knocks on the door. "Are you okay?! Bakugou answer the door!"

Katsuki felt his air grow thinner as he reached up to his throat. A sharp pain enter his chest and he coughed. With a gasp he finally managed to whisper.

"He..l..p.." he wheezed. All of a sudden, the door flew open to reveal a disheveled redhead who stood horrified at the door way.

The blonde was on the floor next to his desk, the bottle of pills he'd kept to keep it under control were spilt next to him, two covered in a thick red liquid. The blonde had blood seeping out of his mouth an throat, claw marks barely present as he saw little specks poking out of his neck.

"Oh my god!" Kirishima instantly knelt down beside the blonde before he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"SOMEBODY CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE!"

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