𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗻 || 𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂 𝗞𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

Chapter 15

Maybe I did hurt him, but how? Because I said the phase people like him? How would that hurt him?

"I did something to hurt him? Explain."

I want to know what he thinks.

"I mean, you might've said something that offended him or made him upset. Do you remember anything that could hurt him?"

I look at him and sigh. "I told him that people like him, people who are bullies, don't know what its like to live in a world full of fear and hatred. And when he kept asking question, I told him to please drop it since I don't like getting into it and he said and I quote, 'I don't listen to people like you.'"

Midoriya let out a breath of air. "You hurt his feelings L/n. Whether you meant to or not. We can't say whether someone knows or not what its like to be the bullied instead of the bullies. Its not our call and you of all people should know that."

"But it doesn't make any goddamn sense Izuku. What difference does it make if I called him out on something that is most likely true? He probably has no fucking idea what it's like to be put down, stepped on, manipulated, and so so much more. Because he's above it all. He always has been. I know he has with that arrogance of his."

Izuku stared at me and he didn't seem happy. "You don't know what it's like in his life Y/n. I don't either. You cant tell him how to feel about certain things! You don't know anything about him. Nothing. I don't even know half of him and I grew up with him. You cant go around talking about someone when you're afraid of it happening to yourself. I don't care whether you get mad at me or not. I'm sticking up for my friend and I'm trying to help you at the same time."

"Fine. Just know, you're exactly what I'm afraid of anymore," I walk away and start heading to the classroom.

I feel tears sting my eyes and I shake my head. It's all fake. Just smile and get on through the day like you always do. Don't let this bring you down. You've gotten through worse.

I wrap my arms around my stomach and my burns are starting to hurt again. I hate when this happens. It happens rarely but when I'm upset, my body heats up, burning my stomach. That's another problem with my quirk.

I walk into the classroom and ask if I can use the restroom, ignoring mineta's comments. The teacher agrees and I walk towards the bathroom. I walk into and lean over the sink, hands on the edges. I look up at myself and wonder if anyone would care if I just disappeared. I'm not suicidal. I'm not at all. Just, would anything change if I was gone? Probably not.

I lean off the sink and lift my shirt up gently. My stomach is now a dark red and my burns are hurting a lot more than usual. I hiss at the pain and grab paper towels. I put lukewarm water on it and press them lightly on one of my burns. The water is cooler than the heat being produced, so it'll cool down a bit.

I accidentally press a little too hard and wince, yelling "fuck" a decent volume. I heard footsteps coming and I freaked out, throwing away the paper towel.

"Go to the fucking nurse if you're in pain dumbass." I hear ashy yell for outside the bathroom entrance. Does he even know it's me?

"Do you know who the hell are you talking to?" I ask, still standing by the sink, pulling my shirt down carefully.

"Now I do. What the fuck are you doing?" Bakugou asks, clearly sounding annoyed.

"Isn't that a weird question?" I ask, accidentally touching a burn. "Fuck me," I groan.

"No. Why are you asking me to fuck you? Isn't that a weird question?"

I can hear Bakugou's smirk as he talks. "No thanks. It wasn't towards you. Now you can go now." I take a deep breath, feeling the pain getting worse. Fuck this quirk.

"Are you fucking okay?"

"Physically or mentally?" I laugh, but stop abruptly.

"Dont fucking play games."

He apparently doesn't care about rules because he walked into the girls bathroom.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I ask, holding my shirt, preventing it from touching my stomach.

"What are you doing?" He asks, completely disregarding my question and the rules.

"Nothing. You cant fucking," I hiss again,"be in here. Leave."

"Not until you fucking tell me what's wrong?" Bakugou growls quietly.

"I'm fine. My quirk is just being fucking stupid. Now leave."

I walk over to the paper towels again and rip another off. I look at him and shake my head. I damp it with water and sigh. I place the paper towel on my lower stomach, revealing a little bit of the burns on it. I close my eyes tightly and clench my jaw.

"Jesus christ. You're going to make it worse. Putting warm water on a burn doesn't help. At least the temperature you're using. If you have a fucking burn, it has to be cooler water to release the fucking heat dumbass."

"How the hell do you know that?" I ask, opening one eye and keeping the other closed tightly.

"I have an explosion quirk. I can burn myself too. Now sit on the sink."

"No. I'll fucking break it even if I wanted to."

Bakugou glares at me and picks me up, setting me on the sink. I'm now eye level to him and it's honestly weird.

"It doesn't look fucking broken." He grabs the paper towel and puts it under a different sink. He walks back to me and looks at me. "Its going to hurt dumbass. Use my arm if need fucking be."

I nod and feel him press the paper towel lightly on my stomach. "Fuck," I hiss, gripping his shoulder. "You weren't kidding," I say through closed teeth.

Bakugou laughed lightly, looking back at my burn, lifting my shirt up a little more but respecting the area. He sets the paper towel there and waits for me to feel anything or do anything but nothing happens. Slowly the pain started to fade away.

I swallow and look down at my stomach. Its slowly lightening up. I moved my hand and snapped my fingers away from ashy's hair and see the flame is yellow. It's yellow?