BNHA X Reader Oneshots

𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙴𝚗𝚍 (Bakugou X Hanahaki Reader) (Ending 2)

(⚠️𝕊𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖 ⚠️ )

Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of pure imagination

You died that autumn morning, dead before the ambulance arrived. You had lost blood, so much blood. It haunted Bakugou every day. At night, when his eyelids shut, all he could see was your body laying there in a puddle of red. If he slept well before, he sure didnt now. Not when the only voice he wanted to hear was yours. Not when he found out that he was the reason for those beautiful petals growing in your chest. As the days got longer, the void grew larger, and he grew colder. He forgot all about that girl at the cafe, he forgot his own friends half the time. If you ever saw Bakugou he was eithed fighting villains or drunk out of his mind. The only time he was really sober was when he was fighting, and even then his mind somehow always drifted back to you.

Take a look, and you'll see
Into your imagination
We'll begin, with a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation

Your death had done more then just affected him, it broke him. He realized, finally just how lost he was without you. He missed how you used to laugh and smile. How you walked and twirled when you were a little too excited. That stupid dance you did when it was your birthday. He couldnt think about this anymore, he took another swig of rum, allowing the liquid to warm his throat. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could almost hear you, calling to him. You wanted him with you, you were lonely. He felt it in his soul, and what better way then to forget everything around him?
"Hey." He turned quickly, Y/n? Was that really you? Why was there- oh god he felt sick. You were standing behind him blood spilling from your lips in a steady stream. A small pool began to collect on the ground. Your outfit was torn, stained with blood and vines wrapped around your bleeding neck.

What we'll see, will defy
Explanation
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it

"Y-Y/n?"
"Bakugou, be honest with me. Do you care for me?" Your beautiful e/c eyes met his. They weren't as lively anymore, glazed over from death. He didn't answer. You repeated your question, louder this time. A low rumble clawing up from the back of your throat, bubbles of blood emptying onto the floor.
"Yes! I fucking do alright?!" You smiled and innocently fluttered your eyelashes at him.
"Do you love me?" The male grew quiet again but nodded before you could let out another growl. You grabbed his hand and rushed over to his window, he of course got an apartment with a view of the city. Why wouldn't he? What used to give him pride, had somehow reminded him how bitter he could be. How the world was twisted. You opened it wide and sat on the edge, eyes flickering with pain as your legs swung back and forth.

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be
If you want to see magic lands
Close your eyes and you will see one
Want to be a dreamer, be one
Anytime you please and please save me one

"Would you die for me?" You didn't look him in the eye this time, instead you watched the city slowly become awake.
"Yes." Hs answered it surprisingly quickly. You smiled that smile. The one he missed, so sweet and loving. You closed your eyes and tilted your head up to the rising sun. It had barely peaked over the buildings. Oh how lovely you looked when the sunlight caressed your face, like the touch of a mother to her child. The tears flowed down your cheeks, pain. You looked to be in extreme pain, almost as if someone was hurting you.

Come with me, and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see

"I don't believe you, if you prove it. I'll take you with me." You said almost too quiet to hear. He stared out the window in thought for a moment. He had never contemplated truly ending his life, would he? Could he? Would he spend his eternal rest forever with you?
"Where will we go."

Into your imagination
There is no
Place to go
To compare with your imagination
So go there
To be free

"Prove it first." Then, as if answering the sirens call. He jumped. He didn't attempt to save himself by propelling into the air. No, he waited to hit the ground. He'd pushed everyone away in life, maybe he wouldn't be so lonely in death. Oh, if only he had heard you after he smashed into the concrete, maybe he would have hesitated.
"To hell." Your tears spilled from your cheeks in thick streams as laughter bubbled in your chest. You had spent years in the afterlife, time worked differently there. In those years you grew bitter and cold, and now? Well let's just say you had time to reflect. You decided that since you couldn't have his heart in life, you would steal his soul in death.

If you truly wish to be
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be

(Twisted Love Ending)
(Ending 2 of 3)