❁ ❁ ❁ this is a bakutodo story in a hanahaki au. there will be a lot of profanities because of bakugo and his squad, slight smut in the story. . . ? i'm not sure if i can pull it off though. and also mild angst that may or may not trigger you. that's all, please do enjoy reading. i tried my best (* ' - ' ) ❁ ❁ ❁
❁ ❁ ❁ winter snow ❁ ❁ ❁
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love is not as easy as punching someone in the face.
love is a bitch. it fucks your life. that, that is what love means for katsuki bakugo.
it was a never-ending series of blood and petals while the snow fell outside his window ever so fucking slowly. it was peaceful like you just want to lay down and wait for death to come taking you away from the hell hole that's so-called life.
feeling caged up once again he pulled his winter jacket and stepped out of the dorm ignoring the calls of his classmate.
cold wind biting down to his exposed skin like a bitch as he trudges away from the dorm. away from the cause why he was dying. not that he was complaining though.
he wanted to die anyway, he just doesn't know when. and by the time he found out he got a rare disease he laughed. how ironic it was when he saw blood and a pure white petal on his hand after coughing. he wanted to die and some god made it come true. how laughable.
maybe, just maybe, at the back of his head, he was afraid. and a small speck of hope sat on his heart. hope that this person would return his feeling.
he headed where his feet wanted to be not caring where as long he was not in the dorm.
bakugo inhaled the crisp cold air going down to his lungs which was filled with flowers. the flowers he grew over the time like a gardener.
the curfew had extended since it was christmas break giving bakugo an hour of quiet night adventure.
does he really want to die? yes. . . and no. he still wanted to be a hero, his goal and drive to become number 1 was there but it was slowly smoldering little by little.
finding himself in a small empty playground he made his way to the swing, from there he still sees the tall glass building of UA. shaking off the snow that had piled up on the swing he sat down and stared at the starless and cloudy night sky. he didn't bother moving and just take it in how pleasant and restful the atmosphere was.
he liked it.
alone and undisturbed.
but his soothing place didn't last long when he heard laughter across the playground towards the street.
"you have got to be fucking kidding me."
his chest started to squeeze making it hard to breathe as the flowers fill up his throat that was in need to throw up. he place his hand on his mouth holding the cough that was threatening to escape as he waits for the two to disappear.
again. love is a bitch.
bakugo watched the half white and half red haired guy laughed brightening his usual neutral face.
fuck.
why did he have to witness that? and because of that, his heart skipped a beat making it worst.
he coughed earning attention that he didn't want.
"kacchan?"
"bakugo."
as much as he wanted to die he didn't want anyone to see him like this.
