In My Memories | Suicidal Villain Todoroki x Depressed Bakugou

Happy Birthday, Bakugou!

[Previously, this chapter contained smut, but if you'd like to read that, I'll label where the smut would've started.]

A/N:
This is completely irrelevant to the actual story. Meaning that if you just wanna read this for what it is, nothing about this actual story will be spoiled for you.

Katsuki Bakugou

Today is my twenty-second birthday. I've been sharing an apartment with my boyfriend, Shouto Todoroki, for the past three years. We became boyfriends last year on Todoroki's birthday, which was, consequently, the day of his suicide attempt. I had suspected that something was rather queer in his behavior as our days together progressed; he was quite the reserved, distant person to begin with, but I began realizing that he would evade any conversations from anyone unless they were with me. I decided to stay my tongue with bated breath for any signs of improvement, but, of course, life is a bitch to me, and fate is a double-edged blade.

I can vividly recall the day Todoroki endured his attempted suicide but my mind obscures those memories with the fact that Todoroki has been making slow, steady progress each day to recover.

Twilight steeped the floor in the dying embers of a faded autumn orange. An array of elongated shadows stretched softly into the dim light, waiting to coalesce into one pool of darkness with the night encroaching on the final vestiges of daylight. Dull orange tinged with flecks of saffron settled into the soft strands of white and red hair of Todoroki.

With wrists slit as if to surgically remove bone fragments, Todoroki had been on his knees on the floor of his room, wrists facing up and limply laid out before him. Streams of scarlet glided sluggishly from his wrists and spilled down onto the floor and into the palms of his hands. Soft sobs escaped his lips, which he brushed gently with his tongue where his tears had crept along the pink flesh. Flakes of a shimmering white frost licked by an azure blue clung visibly to his skin and clothing, predominantly on his right half.

I stared, absolutely speechless at Todoroki, whose room I'd entered only due to the fact that the door was unlocked, and prior to that being because I wanted to deliver him his birthday present after coming home early from work, and prior to that being caused by my desire to confess my feelings to him. Although I'd had my suspicions about Todoroki having depression, I never anticipated him being suicidal. Todoroki had never offered any tears or any major indications of inner turmoil to an alarming extent. In fact, I'd never witnessed him ever sobbing, or so much as crying before.

Shit. Those look hella deep! I thought to myself as apprehension seized my heart and throat. Did he try to kill himself before I got home? Dammit! I knew I should've asked... A fierce heat clambered down my spine as the already-silent apartment grew deafeningly silent.

"What...the hell are you doing?" I'd growled, dropping his gift on the floor and rushing to his side.

Todoroki turned his head away from me. "Bakugou, leave me alone," he snapped, his feeble voice and surge of emotion unknown to virtually everyone baring its fangs. "Let. Me. Die." His gelid words struck a match against my heart. "Let my existence fade into nothingness. Let me simply cease to exist."

Clutching Todoroki's wrists fast, I cautiously dragged him up to his feet, despite his enervated attempts at struggling against me. "Why the fuck would I let you do that? No. Listen to me. Look me in the eyes...Shouto." At the sound of his first name falling from my lips, he finally settled his gaze on me. "Hate me all you want for this, or take it surprisingly well, but..." I pressed our lips together, embracing him tightly to my chest. Astonishingly, he reciprocated my kiss. "I love you, Shouto. So there's no way in hell I'm going to let you do this to yourself. I want to be more than friends with you, Shouto. But you're gonna live, dammit. Now let's wrap up those wounds and get you to the hospital."