I Blame Me (Tododeku) [Completed]

31 ~ Mic

Midoriya's POV

I felt ashamed and guilty. I was ashamed that I was an anorexic and now more than just Kacchan knew and I felt guilty because I threw up Todoroki's delicious cooking. I stepped out of the elevator as more and more tears fell from my eyes. I walked to my dorm, stopping at the door before opening it. I put my head on it, just like I had to Todoroki before, the cold being surprisingly calming.

A sigh fell from my lips as I grabbed the handle and pushed, dragging myself into my room. I felt a cold liquid slid down my leg as I was sluggishly walking to my bed. I looked down to see my once white-ish bandages now a crimson red. 'They must have busted open when I slammed my knees into the tile floor when I puked.' I mentally sighed, slouching my shoulders as I turned around and walked into my bathroom.

I grabbed some new bandages and sat down on the edge bathtub. I started undoing the soiled wrappings, cringing once again at the sound. I quickly unwrapped my both of my legs, making it as painless as possible. I checked the damage, seeing as only the deepest few on my knee caps had broke open. 'Explains the amount of blood.' I thought, my eyes feeling a bit heavy as I grabbed the clean bandages.

I straightened my leg a bit more as I leaned down to re-wrap the cuts. I laid some gauze down on my cuts, holding it in place as I started wrapping it around my shin. I heard a knock at the door and assumed it was Todoroki. "Doors open." I hollered, refocusing on covering the wounds. "Hey, I was wantin- Oh My God! What Happened?!" I jumped, falling into the tub, not expecting to be greeted with a screaming Mic.

"Ow, ow, ow." I mumbled, sitting up as I rubbed my head. "Hey, Mic. Nice to see you too, but could you not scream? Not feeling too hot." I asked, pulling myself back up into a sitting position. "Oh, yeah, sorry, but what happened to your shins?" Mic asked, crouching down to see the damage. "Nothing. It's fine." I mumbled, re-tightening the now lose bandaging. "Those aren't nothing, little listener." Mic replied, surprising me with how quiet he could be.

"Yeah, yeah." I sighed, not in the mood for friendly conversation. "You know, I've gotten so tired of people caring it makes me kind of sick." I said exactly what I was thinking, having absolutely no care in the world. "It makes me mad how someone can go from not caring about you at all to making you the most important person on the planet." I continued. I was mad and Mic was listening to me.

I tightly tied off the wrapping as I moved on to the next leg. "No one cares until someone gets hurt. Then suddenly everyone cares." I said, feeling the tense feeling in my chest, that I hadn't even realized was there, slowly release as I spoke. "But even then, they don't really care about you. They just don't want to feel like it was their fault. They don't want the responsibility of causing someone else's pain. So when something happens, they don't get any of the blame." I continued to vent as all my anger started to boil down.

I slapped gauze onto my shin, flinching slightly at the pain."Oh, but that's okay. Just as long as everyone's happy, right? No! What about the person being hurt? In the end, they're left with nothing but pain and sorrow. What's in it for them? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's not fair at all." As I finished talking, I started wrapping my leg. "You can be nice and pleasant and care for others but when you need it, where are they? Not around. It doesn't seem to matter how hard I try, it never seems to be enough." I finished talking as I tied off the bandage. I sat up, my teary eyes making contact with Mic's yellow ones. "And it makes me so mad." I choked out as I started to cry into my hands.

"Yep. I know. People are rude all around. You just gotta find the one that makes your rude seem normal. The one that has a good rude. It's hard, little listener, but it's worth it." Mic said, sitting so that his back is leaning against the tub and his hand can reach my back. I left my face in my hands as I calmed down to Mic's gentle touch. 'It's just like mom's.' That thought crossed my mind and I felt myself tense. "What's wrong, Midoriya?" Mic asked, obviously feeling me tense.

"Y-You're touch is v-very similar to my mom's." I mumbled, moving my hands to my sides to help me slid down next to Mic. "Oh! I'M SORRY!!" Mic screamed, moving hand away. I set myself down on the floor, wincing at the loud sound. "It's fine, Mic. It's kind of comforting actually." I mumbled, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Did you need something? You came in saying something before you saw all of this." I asked, remembering how we got to this. "Oh, yeah! Shota told me to ask if you prefer black, green, or blue." Mic said kind of loud. "Um, why?" I asked, not sure why'd that matter. "Don't know! Just running some errands while Shota is taking with Principle Nezu!" Mic replied, slowly getting louder.

"Hm, how about a pretty teal? It's a mix of green and blue so..." I replied, my eyelids getting extremely heavy. "Okay, little listener! Hey, when I was told you'd be staying with us for the last few days of the break, I was super excited and bought you some All Might merch. You know what Shota did? Nothing, he actually encouraged it!" Mic said excitedly. "Oh yeah?" I asked, my eyes falling shut.

"Um, yeah? Hey, little listener, you okay?" Mic asked. "Hm? Yeah just tired." I mumbled, as I let my body relax. "Hey Hey! Let's get you to bed! I'll go get Todoroki too!" Mic said, keeping me awake as he started moving around. I sighed as I lifted my head and groggily stood up. "Just wait a minute. I'll be back with Todoroki in just a little bit!" Mic yelled, walking, well, more jogging, out of the bathroom and then my room.

I put the forgotten, blood soaked, bandages in the garbage as I lazily made my way to my bed. I flopped down on my stomach as I yawned and listened to Mic screaming for Todoroki as let my eyelids close.

It's dark again. And I'm alone. "No, you're not sweetheart. I'm right here." I turned around, knowing that voice anywhere. "Mom." I cried as I wrapped her in a hug. She was warm and smelt just like her normal self. "I miss you." I mumbled into her shoulder. "I do too." My mom responded. "Well, that is until I remember how you left me all alone to die." I looked at her, only to find empty eye sockets and a knife in her hand.

I flinched awake as she swung the knife at me, like almost every other time. "Sorry, did I wake you?" I turned to find Todoroki sitting at my desk, playing some quiet music from his phone. "No, it wasn't you." I replied, laying on my arms like I had done earlier today. "Nightmare?" Todoroki asked. "Yeah." I replied tiredly.

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