Can anybody notice it?

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~ Katsuki's PoV ~

I rock me and (Y/n) as she cries in my shoulder. I try reassure her like my mom does with me. Once I hear soft snores, I call Kirishima. He had been with me since the sports festival. Somehow, I found him less irritating like (Y/n). He handled me perfectly during my outbursts at the teachers. He is the only one who can deal with these situations like a pro.

"Oi, Kirishima. I need help."

"Oh my god. The great and manly Bakugo is asking for my help. I am honored."

"Cut the bullshit. Listen, you need to come to (Y/n)'s house as fast as possible."

"Dude. What happened? You are sounding so panicked." I can hear him thrashing around the place. Getting ready I guess.

"(Y/n)..She..she is not as stable as we thought. Right now she cried herself to sleep and I don't think i would be able to handle this without panicking and breaking down myself. Since you are the most stable and reliable from all the idiots. I need you to get here."

"Already on my way. I reach there in a half an hour. Just waiting for the train now."

"Hurry up, shitty hair."

"Alright, I'll be waiting a little faster."

"Stop being a smartass and get here. Bye." I hear him laugh when i end the call. I lift (Y/n), she shifts a bit and clutches my shirt. It breaks my heart to see the tears running down the tear-streaked cheek. I walk to her bed and lie down next to her. She lets out a whimper. Fuck. What should i do?! I pet her hair in an attempt to calm her down. It doesn't have much effect. I hug her. It seems to calm down her whimpers but not her tears. What should i do? I text Shitty hair. He texts me to say sweet things in her ear or sing. Like hell I am singing.

I whisper her good qualities in her ear. I described the way her hair flows in the wind, the way her eyes sparkle when she talks about anime, the way she blushes in embarrassment. The way she bites her lower lip when she is nervous, the way she smiles, the way she looks at me. The way she laughs. I tell her everything i love about her. She has calms down completely and has a small smile on her face. I start humming. I kiss her tears away lightly and tuck her hair behind her ear. Yeah, i know how to sing but that is a secret no one will know. Maybe (Y/n) but I'll do it when she wants it.

I feel sleepy as well. I yawn and pull (Y/n) in a protective hug. A little sleep wouldn't hurt.

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I wake up to whimpers. I look down to (Y/n) trembling. I try to lull her to sleep but it isn't working. She bolts up and looks around with tired eyes. I try to approach her but she backs away. I do the sign she taught me to tell her that i am real. She puts her guard down and hugs herself. She tries to smile at me but it's too distraught.

"(Y/n) It's okay. You don't have to act anymore. Please stop forcing yourself."

"But t-that'll mean that i am n-not strong enough to even put a smile." She has been lying to herself this whole time. It's like Deku from middle school, trying to tell himself he can be a hero. No, that's the wrong way of putting it. That he can survive the fights with villains, who have powerful quirks. I shake my head, trying to get the thoughts out. I am just thinking that because i thought i heard De-Izuku in her last sensible sentence she said before crying to sleep.("Free me ̶K̶a̶c̶c̶h̶a̶n̶ Katsuki.")

The knob rattles before it finally opens, revealing Kirishima. (Y/n) sets the table lamp down on the table. Kirishima walks slowly towards her, his eyes talking with me. (Y/n) bursts into tears again as Kirishima hugs her. I sit at the edge of the bed, trying not to cause her to go back in her cave. After a few minutes of 'Kirishima magic', yeah deal with it, she stops crying. Then she becomes quiet, too quiet. I am not sure if she is breathing or not. I hesitantly touch her shoulder. Her eyes look blank. It looked like the first time i found her in the hideout. I feel panic attack creeping on me. I try to control it but it isn't working if Kirishima has to come up to me.

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