Kiribaku Oneshots

🖤Premonition🖤

Slight Fluff, also

Includes:

Depression
Physical Abuse
Drug Abuse
Cutting
Accidental Overdose/ Attempted Sudcide

pre·mo·ni·tion
noun
a strong feeling that something is about to happen, especially something unpleasant.

Thursday

Cracking his eyes open in his dark dorm room, Bakugou let's out a long sigh.

Something bad is going to happen today, he already can feel it, that gut wrenching feeling.

Not sure what it is, he brushes it off and starts his day, brushing his teeth and opening his curtains.

Fucking perfect, the dark stratus clouds block out all sunlight and threaten to spill rain at any moment.

One of those depressing days, the ones that make you want to do nothing more than curl up in bed and hug your pillow and listen to slow music.

"Fuck" he grumbles grabbing his bag, that feeling in his gut dims for now, but it's still very much there in the back of his mind.

~

"Shitty hair, knock it off" Bakugou grumbles knocking his friends arm off from around his shoulders.

He just laughs and gives him that gleaming smile, that goddamn smile, sends butterflies right to Bakugou's stomach.

"Come hang out with us after school today?" Kirishima says looking at Bakugou.

"Tch" falls from Bakugou's lips before sighing and agreeing grumpily.

"Yes! You're the best" he says throwing his arm back around him again.

"Bakugou" someone calls from behind him, one of the office staff, and immediately that feeling of dread from this morning returns.

Kirishima and him both turn around, and Bakugou almost doubles over from the pain of the dread, her face says it all.

'Something bad happened'

"I need you to go pack some of your things and come to the office, it's a family emergency" she rushes out.

He manages to hold his ground and keep his usual facial expression before turning to Kirishima.

"We'll have to reschedule shitty hair, I've apparently got a fucking 'emergency' to deal with" he says grumpily.

Lord knows what that hag of a mother has done this time.

"Okay, just text me if you need me, you've got my number" Kirishima says looking him in the eyes and squeezing his shoulder.

"Sure" Bakugou says shrugging his hand off and walking back to the dorms to pack.

As soon as he gets in his room he starts chucking things in a bag quickly, because, no matter how much he sounds like he hates his family, he loves them more than anything.

They're his biggest supporters, his biggest fans, and always are happy for him.

The walk to the office was dreadful, and he had his phone clenched in his hand, and he had tried to text his mother but she just read it and ignored him.

Rounding the corner, that feeling of dread increased tenfold at the sight in front of him.

His mother sitting in a chair, her head in her hands, silent sobs wracking thought her small body.