My Hero Academia One-Shots

⚠️Hurts like hell⚠️ (part 2)

Vent fic
includes: Self harm, self loathing, depression, anorexia and drug use
Relationship: Bakusquad poly (Hanta Sero, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Mina ashido, and Denki Kaminari)

Sero had slept for a good 7 hours, all the while his lovers were still with him. They had planted themselves in different areas of the room, waiting for him to wake up.
Bakugo was sitting on the ground, beside Sero's bed. Every few minutes he'd turn around and glance at Sero, to make sure he was still asleep.
Kaminari was sitting in the hammock that was in the room, with Kirishima sitting on the floor beside him, dozing off against the wall.
Mina sat on the edge of Sero's bed, leaned against the wall. She was at an angle to where she could see Sero's face, and would warn the others if it seemed as if he were distressed during his nap.
Though, after an hour of sitting in silence, the four began to fall asleep where they sat, even though the anxiety was coursing through them. They still managed to sleep for 6 hours alongside Sero.

Sero woke up with a start, his gaze fuzzy. Was all that a dream? God, he hoped so. He hoped he had dreamed the last few months.
But, he didn't.
He found that out when he saw Mina sitting at the foot of his bed, asleep.
He also realized when he tried to move, the painful stinging sensation running it's self along his thighs and arms. And the insatiable desire to check and make sure they were there, but he didn't.
He looked around the room, seeing his other three lovers all asleep in the room with him.
He hesitantly got out of bed, stepping around Katsuki who was on the floor, clutching half of the sheet from Sero's bed.
Sero carefully made his way into the small bathroom he had off to the side of his room, closing the door as softly as possible.
As soon as the door was closed he let out a heavy, shaken breath. That was anxiety inducing.
Sero leaned again the sink, staring into the mirror on the wall. He stared at his face first, then pulled back from the mirror.
This was a routine he'd been doing for years, and he wasn't about to stop.
He slowly removed his hoodie, leaving him in a loose t-shirt. Then he pulled his pants off.
He stared at his figure in the mirror, turning a bit to see himself at different angels.
The criticizing in his head started.
'You're too scrawny'
'God, your hair is disgusting'
'Your face is so plain'
'You need to lose some weight around your thighs'
'You need to train more, get skinnier'
The comments wouldn't go away for a while.
Then, he looked down at his arms, which were covered in long, deep gashes. They had been made by many objects.
Glass shards, razor blades, knives and scissors. At one point he even used his nails to pull the skin on his arm away.
His thighs were noticeably worse.
They had more cuts, going all the way around, from where his thigh started to about where his knee was.
The comments were going to start back up again, but he heard something that made him freeze.
The door was opening.
' Oh god. '
' No. '
' Please. '
' They can't find out. '
He didn't move, just stood, frozen in place.
Until he heard a gasp.
That made his mind snap back into place and he quickly went to shut the door, but whoever was on the other side didn't allow him to.
It was Bakugo.
"K-Katsuki.." Sero stuttered out nervously.
Bakugo walked into the bathroom and looked Sero up and down, studying his boyfriend's current condition.
Sero flinched as Bakugo made his way closer to him, thinking the explosive teen was going to hit him, or yell, or something worse. But instead, Bakugo hugged him tightly.
Sero was taken aback by it, and he couldn't move.
"Hanta..." Bakugo started. "Why...why're you doing this to yourself..?"
Sero went to explain, but he didn't get a chance.
"Hanta you're so beautiful...you need to realize that...you don't deserve to have this done to yourself..." Bakugo whispered.
Sero started to tear up, his face became red and the tears started to fall.
Bakugo held Sero there, listening as the other boy's soft cries became heart wrenching sobs.
"I'm sorry...! I-I can't..I don't.."
Bakugo shook his head. "It's alright Hanta...let it all out..." he whispered as soft as he could.
The crying and shouts from Sero has awoken the other three in the other room, and sent them running into the bathroom to see their other two lovers.
Bakugo was blocking the view of Sero's poor body from the other three, so they didn't know what had happened.
Denki had a clear idea, so he quickly walked over and pulled Bakugo away a bit to examine Sero.
His eyes widened as he saw the sight of his boyfriend'a body.
"Hanta.."
Sero quickly shook his head and turned away, not looking at any of them. "Go away,"
Denki shook his head and reached over, grabbing Sero's hand softly.
"Hanta, sweetheart please." Denki choked out. "Please baby..turn around, look at us..we wanna help you.."
Sero shook his head. "I don't want anyone to see..I'm really ugly..you guys probably don't want me anymore now..." he whispered, trying to hold back anymore crying.
"Hanta-! Don't say that!" Mina cut in, taking a few steps into the bathroom.
Sero whimpered and teared up. "I'm sorry..!" He squeaked out.
Mina realized that her voice had been too loud. "No no no, baby, no. Don't be sorry, it's alright.." she said quickly. "Now..why don't you turn around..let us see your pretty face..we wanna help you darling.."
Sero quickly shook his head, feeling himself tense up at the suggestion.
"No...I don't..I don't want to...turn...around.." he whispered.
"Darling please.."
The voice sounded far away, and Sero couldn't tell who had spoken.
"Please..please..I don't want you to see..."
He felt a hand grab his wrist gently, but he still flinched.
"Hanta Sero, dear lord, turn around and look at us."
Sero quickly turned around.
He stared at the other four as they stared back, looking at the scars on his body.
He started to shake, his eyes watering and filling with tears as he felt shame fill himself.
His anxiety took over, and he hardly said a word as the other four silently agreed to take him back to the room and talk this out.

Sero had been given some much cooler clothes, which he put on without much thought.
He was sat on his bed, a blanket around his shoulders, keeping him comforted physically.
"So...you wanna tell us..why..?" Bakugo asked.
Sero hesitantly nodded. He took a deep breath, then began.
"I...hate myself...a lot. I hate my body, I hate my face, I hate my hair, I hate my quirk...I just...hate me...
"My parents left me, as soon as the dorms opened up. They went on some trip and haven't come back. Our old house is for sale, and I have no where...t-to go..
"I can't come to terms with...us... you guys are just able to show me and the others so much love and care...but I can't...I don't know how.."
Sero let out shaky sigh.
"Hanta.."
"I'm not done." Sero whispered.
"I have an eating disorder...I keep making myself throw up to stay skinny...that's the one thing I can control...
"I'm addicted to pain killers...I've wasted so much money on them..and I'm almost out...I can't afford rehab..and I don't wanna tell the school.. they'll kick me out or something..."
Sero sighed shakily and covered his face. "I'm..so..so sorry.." he whispered.
"Hanta...you don't need to be sorry..you need help. And we're gonna get it for you," Mina interjected.
"Yea, we're gonna help you get through all this. Together." Denki chimed in.
"We'll help pay for anything that you need!" Kirishima exclaimed, setting his hand on Sero's shoulder.
"And we'll make sure you see yourself as we see you.." Bakugo added.
Sero sighed. "Thanks guys...this all really just..."
he sighed before finishing.
"Hurts like hell"

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This fan fiction isn't over! There will be two endings! A happy one, and an angsty one!
I hope you have enjoyed these past two parts!