Poison || Katsuki Bakugou

30.

Cherry - Harry Styles 

Bakugou POV :) 

"I can't be around someone who reacts so flippantly... You're too careless and you ended up hurting my friend because you reacted so carelessly on your emotions without even thinking..."

Misaki's words cut through me so deep I hadn't even realized my lip was shaking a bit. I had grown so much throughout the years, but here I was backtracking to my old ways. Maybe Shoto was right, maybe I will always be this fuck up who cannot handle their own emotions. My chest began to tighten as I blinked my eyes fighting back the tears that were pushing their way to the surface. Was I actually about to start crying? I hardly recognized her as she so easily took Shoto's side after everything he said to me. It was so hard for me to stand there and just take it. 

As Misaki stood before me I watched as her eyes filled with tears. Her small frame stood so fiercely as her hands shook with anger. I never meant to hurt her feelings that was the last thing I wanted to do. I just wanted her to understand how much I care about her and that I was willing to fight for her, but all I looked like now was some asshole who could hardly handle their own emotions. There was so much I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't find the right words to say because I knew if I tried to my voice would shake. 

Before I had any more time to think about it, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Kirishima. 

The taste of nickel filled my mouth due to how hard I was biting down on my lip. It was beginning to wake me up as Kirishima began talking to her. I barely could make out what Kirishima was saying to Misaki. It felt like the world around me was in a fog where I could faintly hear muffled voiced. I watched as her face fell before he turned me towards the other direction. I wanted to turn back around, I wanted to run to her and say I was sorry, but I knew if I looked back at her I wouldn't be able to hold it in any longer.

Kirishima was one of those friends who always knew when something was wrong without me ever saying it. I never needed to call out to him, he was just there and willing to help even when I didn't deserve it. He has always been this way even when we were kids. Truthfully I don't know how I would have ended up without him in my life. As we walked down the dimly lit street I hung my head and kept my mouth shut. His hand remained on my shoulder the whole way which was comforting. My eyes remained on the sidewalk below my feet as tears quickly began to fall hitting the front of my shirt and the floor. I am so fucking weak.

I knew Kirishima was aware of me crying, but he probably thought it was best to just leave me to it and I am so thankful for that. Crying always made me feel so pathetic even if it was in front of my best friend. Eventually, we made it to my house and Kirishima finally stopped me in my tracks causing me to look up at him. His eyes widened a bit noticing just how upset I was. 

"Dude- " 

"Don't start," I say sharply wiping my nose with the sleeve of my shirt, "I don't want to talk about it." 

"I don't give a shit man, what the hell was all that about," Kirishima's tone was serious which was a rare thing to see. It shook me a bit as my spine straightened. He looked me in my eyes waiting for a response, but I didn't have anything to say back.

"I will always have your back, you know that, but I cannot sit here and watch you revert back to your old ways because you're too scared to face your feelings," Kirishima's face softened a bit as I stared back at him. I knew he cared and I appreciated that, but there was no right way of explaining things. As he stood before me I knew there was no way around it, he was not going to let me go until I talked about it. I had been in this spot so many times before that I almost expected this to happen.