♡Fuck You, Too♡ || Bakugou x Reader [DISCONTINUED]

Ch. 27: Back to the Psych Ward

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| B a c k  T o  t h e  P s y c h  W a r d |

IMPORTANT NOTICE PLEASE: 

I'll be trying to give the overall idea of "being in a psych ward." If any of this relates to you (like ik some people have their own stories about being in the psych ward), I do not mean to offend you or be stereotypical if I exaggerated in some things (especially when [Y/n] is in Musutafu's #1 psych ward. Plus I think it should be exaggerated a bit because this is a world with quirks).

And for the sake of this fanfic, I'll be basing some experiences off YouTube's CrashCourse/Ted Ed and movies/Kdrams I've seen like Miracle in Cell No. 7 & It's Okay to Not Be Okay. 

If I have somehow offended anyone, please respectively correct my mistake(s); I apologize in advance if I did🥺
Lastly, I will try being more accurate in the types of disorders especially [Y/n]'s which means beware of unhealthy mental states and trauma (in which I already stated in the description of this story to begin with).

And sorry for the hold. Bunch of school work. Thank you!

《1st POV》

"Just to make sure you're fully aware, you're back because you froze an area similar as last time," my psychologist, Dr. Yuu, summarized.

"Mhm..." I nodded with guilt, "...I'm just gonna be here for a week right?"

She sighs at the detailed paperwork in her hands. "And the medication?" She asked instead, deflating my question. "How has it been handling you? That may determine whether what the plan will be."

"Hm..well it's different alright," I said anxiously to say something wrong by accident which can result in extending my days.

"I'm not too sure anymore. Right now's not a good time...or something." I gulp, thinking about Bakugou.

She raised an eyebrow and set the papers down giving me her full attention, "what do you mean by that?"

"Yesterday, I got into a fight with someone, so I'm not in the best mood to remember any effects of the medication," I shrugged.

"Someone? Mind if I ask who? Was it Todoroki?"

"Iie, it was a friend," I said and she blinked before writing it down. At this point, I knew she wanted me to keep going. "His name's Bakugou Katsuki. He was actually someone from my childhood."

I felt myself smile at the ground stupidly. I like him in a way I wouldn't thought I would.

"We were enemies back then. A few months after coming back, we got along," I continued before letting out a small chuckle, "We still hate each other but we were cool."

My smile then faded. "But...he hates me now. Truly...." I then blinked a couple of times before looking up, and she was frozen in surprise.

"G-Gomen..." I nervously laughed.

"Hey, we're psychiatrists and therapists. It's our job to listen to you," she then smiles like she was proud of something.  "Head on back to your room. I think you need some rest."

Pursing my lips timidly, I nod once and thanked her before the assistant walked me to my room. Opening the door, I stepped in. It's quiet as I only stare at the ground and the door closes behind me.