Bakugou arrives at the dorms quickly, busting the doors open and rushing up the stairs more quickly than Kirishima can reach him. As soon as they exited to school building, Bakugou had used his explosions to shoot himself far ahead of the other boy, who followed at a sprint, yelling after his blonde friend and panting harshly.
He crashes through his dorm's door as he hears Kirishima shout his name from the stairway. Bakugou pulls his arms up to lock the door, and finds it oddly difficult, realizing very late that his arms and hands are shaking violently. Actually, his entire body is quaking. "Fuck," Bakugou curses under his breathe as his face screws up in nervousness and fear, mouth in a toothy grimace, and he works to lock the door. He hears the loud bang of the door to the stairway and Kirishima's footsteps on the floor getting closer. Bakugou's legs feel weak as he mumbles another panicked "Fuck." Finally, just before Kirishima reaches him, Bakugou is able to twist his door's lock in place. In the next second, there is a loud crash as Kirishima collides with the door, sending Bakugou flying backwards onto the ground of his room, sitting leaning back on his hands, legs sprawled in front of him as he continues to shake, heart beat racing in his chest as his lungs rattle for breath.
"Bakugou, please!" Kirishima calls through the door, the sadness in his voice almost tangible as tears flow down the redhead's face as he pounds on the blonde's door. "Please," he whimpers weakly, dragging his fists down the door after another loud banging knock and leaning his head against it. Kirishima dissolves into tears, sobbing, unable to hold them back, and slowly falls to the ground in front of the door.
Bakugou bites his lip as a sheen of tears covers his own crimson eyes. He blinks rapidly, but it is not riding him of the despised wetness. He should be fine. He is used to all these emotions. He always has far more sadness in him than a normal person. He hasn't even been with his family recently. So why? Bakugou turns his head down and away from the door, taking in a deep gulp of air. Why does this have to happen now, of all times?
It's too much.
He curls into fetal position, restricting his tears to his eyes and not allowing them to roll down his face as he listens to Kirishima painfully crying and calling Bakugou's name from just outside his door.
Bakugou waits.
He waits until Kirishima has run out of tears. It takes nearly an hour for the redhead to finally stop, still sniffling, and stand, precariously picking himself off of the ground.
"Bakugou," Kirishima's voice causes Bakugou's head to snap up, eyes wide with surprise but still holding immense sadness. "Please... at some point... please just—just talk to me..." Bakugou hears Kirishima inhale and exhale shakily before saying a weak, heartbreaking, "Please..." and walking to his own room.
Bakugou hears his neighbor's door slam closed and sits still, frozen. After a moment, the blonde feels a terribly familiar sensation on his side and sits up, pulling the right side of his shirt up. Bakugou closes his eyes in reluctant acceptance and lays back on the ground defeatedly when he sees it. He is used to it, after all. It'll go away after a bit. It always does.
It never shows long-term evidence of his suffering.
It just shows up in harder times and recedes. Bakugou can deal with pain well enough. He always has, so he is fine now. Luckily, Yuki didn't go too in-depth on this in front of the class. Then they'd all probably treat him like a fragile piece of delicate china.
Fragile.
Bakugou will not allow himself to be seen as fragile. No matter what his quirk does to him. No matter how other people would view it. He has always dealt with it and nobody could ever notice. Not even during hero training.
He is not fragile.
Bakugou sighs from his place sprawled on the floor, staring blankly up at the ceiling as he shuts down his mind, separating his consciousness from his body and the pain in his side.
Eventually, the blonde closes his eyes, falling into a shallow slumber haunted by terrible images brought to him by his terrible, terrible emotions.
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Did I make u curious?😈
I'm wondering who will figure it out before even getting further. Good luck to those who try and can't wait to see anyone who figures it out! (There are hints and some are actually rly clear lol)
Sorry it's shorter! It just seemed to fit, ya know?
-Angry
Word Count: 738
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