✿Bleeding Petals✿ [BakuDeku]

A Surgery

quick question: do you guys like tododeku? because i cant help myself and am currently also working on a tododeku story along with this one AND my kiribaku one and im contemplating on if i should start publishing it. im not going to do that though if no body reads it so if you could just comment or something if you would read it that would be great thanks :)

That night, I slept decently. I had a nightmare though and every time I would wake up, I'd fall back asleep to have it again. It was the same thing over and over again. It would replay Saturday. The first time, I tried to move to help Kirishima but y body would not go anywhere. I was stuck. I was forced to watch Kirishima fall to the ground, coughing up blood and orange rose petals. Forced to watch the look of pain and horror on his face. Forced to hear the ring drop to the floor and roll towards me, hitting my boot. Forced to watch my friends run to help him while I just stood there. It was heartbreaking.

At about 5, after I had awoken from the dream for a sixth time that night, I decided to just stay awake. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a cigarette and the bread from the bread box. I popped some of the bread in the toaster and picked up my phone that was still on the charger next to it. I had like 80 missed calls from every single one of my friends, including Shinsou and Momo. I also had a couple of texts from Ashido and Kaminari. I even had a few texts from an unknown number who I assumed, from the way he talked, was Todoroki. But nothing from Deku.

I sighed and put my phone down, placing my elbows on the counter and rubbing my temples. Maybe this surgery was what was best. Deku obviously wanted nothing to do with me. He wanted to be friends and nothing more.

I yelled in anger, grabbing my phone and chucking it across the room. It hit the fridge and fell to the ground with a crack, shattering even more than it already had. I heard my toast pop up but I ignored it. I was pissed. This stupid disease was getting the best of me.

I lit my cigarette, trying to calm down. This whole situation was so overwhelming. My life was on the line here.

I went through the rest of the day not doing much. I fed my cat and watched some TV. I only had 3 cigarettes and 5 beers that day. I actually ate something too. It was my cold toast with a bit of butter spread messily onto it but it was something.

That night, I had the nightmares again. I decided to stay asleep and let it play out. After I blacked out, it immediately cut to where I had first seen Kiri's lifeless body. But once again, I couldn't move. I was stuck there, forced to stare at his peaceful self and listen to his nonexistent heartrate. I had to watch him be wheeled away without saying goodbye. Finally, the dream ended and it faded to black. I woke up to bright sunlight piercing my eyes. It was Monday. I was expected back in work that day. But I didn't go. I couldn't bring myself to go. I knew I was at risk of losing my job at this point but who the fuck cares? I mean, my wallet does. But I sure as hell don't.

That day went by slowly. I did the same things as yesterday. I played with my cat a bit, watched TV, had a few cigarettes and beers. I ate more than just toast though. Today, I ordered a pizza and downed 3 slices.

Once again, that night I had the nightmares. By this point, it was starting to piss me off. I was so tired of watching the exact same scene play in my head like a broken tape. I forced my self to wake up. I remembered waking up yelling. The time was 3 in the morning and I was not about to go 4 more hours of this bullshit. So I stayed up, occupying myself with trying to figure out a name for the kitten.

At 10, I forced myself out of bed. I took a shower and got changed for the first time in over a week. I then fed my cat and got in my car, getting on the road to the hospital for my appointment.

I was called into a room where a female doctor with blueish-purple hair and red glasses. "Hello, Mr. Bakugou," the doctor said. "Or Mr. Kirishima. I don't know if-"

"Its Bakugou" I muttered.

"Ok then" She clapped her hands together. "So I've brought you here today to talk about your surgery. You've developed a disease referred to as Hanahaki's. If you don't get this surgery done, you will die. Unless Izuku Midoriya returns feelings for you. However, he is engaged to Shouto Todoroki so I'm sorry but I don't see that happening." She paused to leave me wondering how and why the hell she knew all these names. "So, first let's start with when you think a good surgery day will be for you."

I shrugged. "Any day is fine. Is it possible to do tomorrow? I really just want to get this over with."

"Oh, yea of course. Let me explain how this is going to work. You'll have to stay overnight here. Normally that doesn't happen but we need to run tests on you. You cant eat for the last 24 hours before the surgery. And after the surgery, you'll have to stay in care for 24 more hours before we can discharge you. Now, the surgery won't do everything on its own. There is still a chance that there will be some emotion there. Which is why you'll have to be taking this medication once a day afterward. Also, take up to three after that for the rest of the day. Only take one when you have outbursts though. The roses won't disappear immediately after. It a slow and gradual change. But if you do everything I'm asking you to do, it will happen a lot faster. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am" I replied. She smiled at me and stood up.

"Here come with me. My name is Dr. Kayama. I'll be with you up until your surgery." She motioned for me to follow her and I did. She brought up a couple flights of stairs and into a bigger room. She pointed to a pile of clothes on the bed. "Change into those," she said.

I took the gown and changed in a little bathroom before coming out and laying on the bed. A couple of nurses came in and started hooking me up to various machines, asking me questions, and taking blood.

"It seems you have a large amount of alcohol in you," Dr. Kayama said, looking at a clipboard. "Have you always been drinking?"

I shook my head.

"Oh. I'm assuming this new addiction is from the death of your fiance. I understand. It isn't a healthy coping mechanism though. We'll have to help you with that."

After a bit, all of the nurses left and I texted Kaminari, telling him about the surgery and asking him to feed my cat.

That night, Dr. Kayama came in and had me take a sleeping pill. She explained that I wouldn't wake up until after the surgery was over. I agreed and took it, excited about the fact that when I woke up, this whole mess would finally be over.

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