I Blame Me (Tododeku) [Completed]

51 ~ Scrambled Eggs and Toast

Midoriya's POV

I was surprised, to say the least, to hear Todoroki's voice. "I'll ask again, who's bleeding?" Todoroki asked again, not responding to my greeting. "Me... But don't worry! I was in the shower and the water and soap made the cuts bleed! I was looking for gauze and Mic slammed the door into my already aching head and told me they didn't have any gauze. I was about to wrap them and you came in and surprised me and now... well, now I'm rambling while half naked..." I spewed a quick explanation, trying to make the weird situation less awkward.

"Okay. Want some help?" I wasn't expecting such a calm response from Todoroki. "Huh? Uh, no. Thank you though." I replied, feeling a hot flush run to my cheeks, remembering that I was only covered by a lose towel around my waist. The quiet turned awkward quickly and only made my embarrassment worse. "Um, I know this might sound rude, but can you leave? I don't even have a pair of boxers on and I'm kinda embarrassed." I mumbled, feeling extremely exposed to the two men in front of me. "Oh, yeah! Sorry!" Mic yelled, ushering Todoroki out before closing the door behind him.

I sighed heavily, plopping onto the edge of the tub, the cold relaxing me in an unexpected way. I looked at my bleeding wrist, feeling sick to my stomach as shame and guilt washed over me in waves. "Dammit." I cursed through clenched teeth, hitting the side of the tub. 'Maybe it's true. I really am useless and unwanted.' I thought, feeling like a waste of space. 'Maybe if I could actually take care of myself, I wouldn't be such a bother.' My thoughts raised a good point. 'Maybe everyone would be better off without me.'

I quickly realized the dark pit I was spiraling into and made haste of wrapping up my arms, not bothering with disinfecting them. I used my towel to rub out just enough water out of my hair, that it wouldn't drip. I returned the wet fabric to around my waist, grabbed my clothes and scurried to my room. I sighed again, as my door shut behind me. I slid down the door, bringing my knees up and gently resting my elbows on them. 'Would anyone really even care if I died? I mean, Todo might be a little upset, but he'd get over it quickly.' I leaned my head back on my door, my cold, damp hair pressed against my scalp, sending shivers down my spine.

'That's not true, he said he loves me, I can't just leave him.' I forced myself up, slowly getting dressed into a pair of black sweats, and my favorite white, cotton t-shirt. I dragged myself to the bathroom, hanging my towel on the empty towel rack. I decided against brushing my unruly hair and made my way downstairs. "Yeah, it scared me but Shota here, having the dad reflexes he has, was out before I could blink. By the time I got to Midoriya's room, he was already being comforted by him." I heard Mic say as I was about half way down the stairs. "The only thing different about this nightmare and the first one I witnessed is that he didn't cry. Not a single tear." That was easily recognizable as Aizawa's.

"That bad?" Todoroki questioned as I got to the bottom. "What're we talking about?" I asked, walking pass the first couch, letting my fingers run across it, grounding myself by using textures. "This morning." Mic replied, standing up from leaning on the island. "Yeah? What about?" I asked. 'I hate when people beat around the bush. Like, when I ask, I want a proper answer.' I thought, making my way to one of the stools at the island. "You're nightmare." Todoroki replied, making me freeze up as it flashed through my line of sight. The ripples, my mom's soft and familiar voice, and then her scream accompanied by her empty eye sockets and the black goo. I felt a cold shiver run up my spine and shook it off at my shoulders. I swallowed even though my mouth felt unbearably dry.

"Well, o-okay then." I replied, my heart beat loud in my ears and voice as unsteady as my steps. My knees buckled after only a few strides. I felt another shiver spike throughout my body as the ripples and empty eye sockets continually covered my vision. I heard a few steps coming towards me. I lifted my hand, stopping who ever was trying to make an attempt to help. "Stop. Don't worry, I'm fine. Just give me a sec." I said, calming myself down as quickly as I possibly could, before standing up. The small clips of my nightmare stopped and I was feeling steadier than before.