Bakugo Angst One-Shots

Should I be here?

Tears stream down his face while he sits alone in his room. Not even his mom knows what's going on. Bakugo Katsuki.
Too mean.

Too confident.

Should be a villain.

Headed to villainy.

Too competitive.

Too full of hate.

Shouldn't be around.

How'd he get to UA?

Too LOUD.

Insane.

Wants to kill Deku.

Why?

Each word should be a cut. 

Pain.

Pain.

Pain.

Pain is good.

Pain is needed.

Pain is wanted. 

Pain takes emotional shit away.

Pain makes it all better.

Pain.

Be silent.

So, he got up quietly. Walked quietly. Opened the bathroom door quietly. Felt his heart race quietly. Eyes pooled with tears quietly. Hand locked that door quietly. 

Still too

Loud.

Must be

Silent.

Not any

Noise.

With a trembling hand, Katsuki grasped his razor.
Must

Be

Silent.

Too

Noisy.

They'd be better off without me...

One slice

Two slices

Three slices

Four...

I still want to hurt more

Five cuts

Six cuts

Seven cuts

Eight...

This is when I died...on this sepia date...

Wrist bleeding, he examined the crimson staining the blades.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for being so mean.

I'm sorry for being so competitive.

I'm sorry for being so loud.

I'm sorry for hurting you all.

I'm sorry for acting like a villain.

I'm sorry for hating so many people. 

I'm sorry for my arrogance.

I'm sorry I got into UA.

I'm sorry I've slit my wrists.

I'm sorry I'm not dead yet...

He placed the razor to his throat and swiftly, dragged it across...

SLICE

I'm sorry I'm dead...