Toxic Thoughts

Chapter 7: Medicine

That night, Katsuki was tortured by nightmares. He had them frequently, but this time they seemed to be worse than normal. Him, surrounded by his classmates, Kirishima standing next to him, smiling. But then that smile faded and everyone stopped laughing. The distance grew wider and hushed whispered echoed through the void. Weak. Villain. Monster. Things like that swirling around him.

The people faded away, all but Kirishima, who stared down at Bakugou with hatred in his eyes.
"You're pathetic" he spat before vanishing. It made his heart crack, and he fell to his knees. Nobody likes you. It was her voice... The voice of his mother... Nobody loves you. Nobody cares for you. Nobody ever will. Like a mantra it repeated itself as Katsuki was being hit over and over again.

Being thrown around in the endless black void. He heard laughter again, seeing Kirishima, Ashido, Kaminari and Sero standing a little further away. Kirishima was standing with his back towards him as they joked around, acting like the silly teenagers they were. Katsuki tried to reach out for them, tried to speak up. But his limps were failing him, his lungs feeling like they were being crushed and he couldn't breathe.

All he could do was choke on his own blood, unable to sputter out a word. He had to watch helplessly as they drifted further and further away from him as he was dragged back by chains. Another kind of laughter filled the air. The laugh of his mother when she hurt him...
"You'll never escape me" she grinned, her heel digging into Katsuki's back. And even though he couldn't see her, he was sure she was grinning.

He won't ever escape her... Her grasp was too strong... Always in the back of his mind, holding him back from being happy. He shot awake, eyes wide open, tears running over his face. He'd been crying... It wasn't unusual, really, but that didn't mean he liked it. Stupid old hag... Stupid toxic thoughts haunting him... Why can't he be normal? Like everyone else? He'd rather be plain, like Deku, than suffer any moment longer.

He took a shaky breath, wiping away the tears with his sleeves. He just needs to remind himself that she isn't here right now. She can't hurt him here... He's safe at UA... A sudden knock on the door made him shriek up, his breathing getting louder again.
"Bakugou, it's me. Are you awake?"
Shitty Hair... Katsuki tried to calm down his heartrate as he steadied his breathing. He glared at the red head as he entered the room, a tray at hand.

"Oh, I see you're feeling better" he grinned, showing off his sharp teeth.
"Fuck off" Bakugou groaned, falling back on his bed, his head hitting the pillow. He remembered how he and ponytail had babied him the evening before. He had to admit that his headache was basically gone now and he did feel a lot better already. Look at that, medicine actually helped.
"I brought some warm soup! Well, it's reheated from yesterday, I hope you don't mind" Kirishima said, putting the tray down.

"Oh, and I'm also here to make sure you take your medicine"
"First food. That medicine tastes like shit" Bakugou muttered, sitting up in his bed. Eijirou laughed at that, carefully handing the ash blonde boy the bowl and spoon.
"So how is your head?"
"Better" Katsuki grumbled as he ate the soup. It wasn't the worst soup he'd ever eaten, but he could definitely make better.

"I'm glad to hear it!" Kirishima smiled, his eyes darting around the room as Bakugou ate.
"You have a really nice room, you know?" the red head commented, earning a hum from the blonde as he continued to eat his soup.
"Mina is jealous of your make-up collection, and she has a lot of make-up"
"Yeah, I got the damn memo" Katsuki grunted, giving him a small glare.

"If you tell any fucking extra I have make-up, I'll fucking kill you"
"Ah, I think it's already too late for that" Kiri chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.
"I'm pretty sure Mina told all of the girls... She was really impressed by the quality of your stuff"
Bakugou didn't react, not out loud at least. Internally he ws freaking out. Of course he knew the quality of his make-up was the shit!