♡ Deku One-Shots ♡

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Bakudeku
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It was strange, wasn't it? Deku never seemed to be depressed. Honestly Bakugou found it terribly irritating how he just seemed to always be okay. Nothing but a smile, the boy barely even cried when he was actually upset. That was why it was so confusing when Bakugou saw the long white lines going along his arm.

Exposed only slightly by his school uniform, and there were too many— too precise to be a mistake. But what was Bakugou to do about it? The boy who had bullied him— joke or not— since they were children. Would it not set off alarms for him to suddenly start expressing his worry about him. Of course he did care, but being Bakugou— born and raised with a huge ego and a family who shows affection through violence— it wasn't like he could just show that he cared.

And yet Bakugou found himself after class, following behind the messy green haired boy. "Deku!" He called, his voice deep and gravely as usual. It sounded like a growl, in a way. Deku turned around, that same smile as always plastered on his face. That smile that caused this unexplainable feeling in the pit of Bakugou's stomach.

"Oh, Kacchan! Did you need something?" He tilted his head. Bakugou glanced nervously down to his wrist before looking at him again. He quickly straightened himself out before continuing. He faked a cough, tucking his hands into his pockets much more aggressively than he needed to. "I need to talk to you nerd. Are you walking home?" He hated how he felt like he needed to act like this in public, but it wasn't about him right now.

"Of course! I just need to go to my locker!" He practically skipped away. Bakugou followed. He stood against the opposing wall, his knee propped up and the bottom of his boot leaned against it for support. Deku turned around with a smile and began on his way. Bakugou caught up easily, as his legs were longer.

"So, what did you need to talk about?" He opened the door to allow the blondie to exit. He scoffed as Deku stepped out as well, taking a moment to bask in the sunlight.

He was hesitant, but managed to speak clearly without seeming too bothered. "Is everything okay?" Deku seemed startled. "What do you mean?" He shot back. It was almost too quick of a response, which set off alarms in Bakugou's head almost immediately. "I saw your arms." He said bluntly. The two refused to lock eyes. "What exactly are you inferring?" Deku's avoidance skills for this topic were surprisingly well. It made Bakugou extremely frustrated.

"You know what I'm inferring!" He called out. Deku suddenly became meek, almost closing in on himself. Bakugou almost began to regret his actions before Deku responded with a slick, "No ..I don't think I do."

Bakugou quickly pushed Deku against a wall with a growl. He was gentle as not to hurt Deku, but pulled his sleeve down to reveal enough scars to make him shuffle back in horror. Deku hastily fixed his sleeve, tears already welling in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you!?" He practically screamed. "Do you just like seeing me in pain? Is this amusing to you? I bet you love knowing that I go home every day and want to fucking die!" Bakugou was taken aback— ready to fall on his ass in shock. His face and toned softened unrealistically quick. "Deku.." his eyebrows furrowed. He was horrified at this new information. Had he done this?

"Deku? You mean worthless? That's all I am, right?" Before Bakugou could choke out a no Deku began again. "Save it. Just.. leave me alone. Please." He whispered before walking off and leaving behind a horribly pained Bakugou.