A suicidal Deku AU (bakudeku).
Fair warning, there are some trigger warnings. certian things (..which alot of them are quite descriptive) may be triggering to some.
•TW for;•
Self Harm
Suicide/Suicide Attempt
Severe Bullying
Rape
Eating Disorders
Pr...
"It's okay now, I'm here. Everything's gonna be fine baby boy.. I promise."
"SHIT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HELP HIM?!?!"
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~~ Bakugo's POV
I was running as fast as my legs could take me, but slow enough to not hurt the frail boy that laid in my arms. His legs swung back and forth as I speed-walked and his arms dangled and swayed.
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(sorry about Deku's head being very smol, I was lazy x.x)
I changed my route back to Deku's house. I watched his chest slowly rise and then fall as I ran. I could hear he shallow barely even there breaths. 'Shit shit shit shit SHIT GO FASTER KATSUKI JESUS!!'
We finally arrived at Deku's house. I know his mother isn't home because she rarely ever is anymore. I turned the nob only to be greeted with the fact that it was locked. ""DAMNIT!" I switched the support of Deku's head from my hand to the edge of my shoulder. I rubbed his cheek hoping it would do something. I pondered in thought until it hit me. "THE FLOWER POT!"
I set Deku down gently making sure he didn't tip over and then I quickly lifted the flower pot to reveal the house key. I lifted Deku from his resting spot and opened the door.
I rushed upstairs and entered Deku's room whilst setting him on the bed. I quickly went inside the bathroom to search for a rag and bandages but it was not a lovely sight to see when I opened the door. It was practically a murder scene except without the body. I glanced at the counter to see razors and old bloody bandages in the trash or on the sink.
'Oh-' Is this what my baby had been doing to himself? 'God I- . . . holy shit.' With no time to waste, I snap out of the terror I was in and rushed around Deku's bathroom to gather supplies. Wetting the cloth and rushing back out, Deku is still asleep.
I grab his desk chair and move it next to his bed. I sat down in the chair and started to remove his pants to access the damage. I was just now able to get a good glimpse of all the scars bruises gashes burns and wounds. I was in awe of the amount of everything covering his body. The more I moved him around, the more I instantly regretted it. It caused me so much pain to see my childhood friend in this scenario.
I cleaned up the blood with the wet rag, I would make wrong moves here and there which would make broccoli boy flinch. After I cleaned him up and wrapped his injuries he literally looked like a mummy. I sat in the chair waiting for my baby to wake up. It was around 1:24 when Deku woke up.
Deku's POV in the alley > ????
My eyesight began to go black as Kacchan screamed at me: "DEKU YOU BASTARD DON'T YOU DARE!!" - No matter how hard I tried to stay conscious my body wouldn't let me.. I blacked out.
