Don't Leave Me Alone...

The next few days were full of tears and Kirishima holding me close to him, constantly running his fingers through my hair and muttering "I love you" and "It's gonna be okay" over and over again. His voice was always so soft and sweet, making me feel even the slightest bit better. Everything he did was so soft and loving, his touch relaxing me and filling me with warmth. Mochi also helped, cuddling between us and purring constantly. If it weren't for them I wouldn't have been functioning for awhile. 

I couldn't tell how many days it had been but I knew I was filthy and felt bad for Kirishima hafting to sleep with me. He was downstairs, probably chatting with my parents and getting me food since I wasn't letting anyone but him in my room. Mochi was sleeping on my bed. I stood and put on a random pair of sweat pants, as I had been in only a tee shirt and boxers. I trudged into the bathroom and got undressed, trying to find the reason why I had even put on the pants in the first place. I turned on the water, steam instantly filling the room before I got a chance to peek in the mirror which was probably for the best. I remember stepping into the shower and feeling like a whole layer was slowly washing off of me. I smiled weakly and tilted my head back, letting the water hit my face and even sting a little. My hair fell from its greased up state and touched my shoulders. I washed myself slowly, making sure I cleaned myself thoroughly before stepping out and wrapping a towel around my waist and shaking out my hair. I always had to be careful with my quirk in the shower because if I accidentally set it off I would be dead.

I walked back to my room to see Kirishima sitting on my bed with a bowl of porridge and a cup of green tea next to him on a breakfast in bed platter as he let Mochi who sprawled out for him like he was the absolute shit. I guess we both had similar tastes. His eyes went wide upon seeing me.

"You showered..." He smiled sadly and looked away as I pulled on another pair of pajamas.

"Yeah I don't want you to have to smell death its self." I grinned a little and his eyes lit up. I threw my towel on the floor but he quickly picked it up and motioned for me to sit in front of him. I sat and he pulled me close, my back resting against his chest. He put the towel on my head and began to dry my hair, Mochi taking a seat in my lap. 

I thought about what any other person would do if their vulnerable boyfriend walked into the room with no clothes on. Probably get all gross and horny and wanna do... That with them. But Kirishima... He actually looked away when I got dressed and insisted on drying my hair for me... I thought, god how can a person be so dammed perfect? He was soft and he smelled good...

"I'm glad you did... It shows that you're starting to recover... I'm proud of you, Denks..." He bent down and kissed my forehead with a loving smile. I smiled weakly in return. "But you were sorta starting to smell-" He laughs a little and so do I.

"Sorry..."

"Please... Baby don't be sorry... Its okay, you're entitled to it." He frowned slightly and pulled the towel away, setting it down before Mochi leaped for it and tackled it like she was a quarterback. He pushed my hair back away from my forehead and pet my head, staring down at me as I tilted my head to look at him. "I'm always gonna be here, no matter how bad it gets. I... It may sound a little weird and tell me if you don't like it but... I honestly wanna spend the rest of my life with you... Get married and start a family... You're the person I wanna  that all with, Denks..." He smiled. I felt my eyes go wide. "I really shouldn't be saying these things..."

"No, Kirishima..." I cupped his cheek and looked into his eyes. "I feel the same... You are just so... Amazing and I can't imagine myself with anyone else..." I ran my thumb back and fourth. His eyes went glassy.

"Denki..." He leaned down and placed a light but loving kiss on my lips. That same spark igniting in my brain. I kisses him back before he pulled away, his lips still so close to me. "I love you... So so much..." Tears rolled down his cheeks and plopped onto my forehead but I didn't really mind.

"I love you too... So so much..." I laughed a little and pecked his lips one last time before turning and placing my head against his chest. "I think I'm ready for it." I muttered.

"For what?"

"To listen to the tape."

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"Denks, we don't have to-" 

"No I want to." I ate a little porridge and slid the tape into my dads old boom box. I looked at him before pressing play, Mochi sitting between us, sleeping for about the fourth time.

//Song: I'd rather sleep by Kero Kero Bonito//

A cute tune filled the air, the notes seeming to dance their way into my ears. Lazer beam like noises followed, fading out as quickly as they came in. I sat and listened, completely silent.

"I feel so funny these days, I'd rather sleep than stay awake." 

A woman's voice sang cheerfully. It felt almost nostalgic though I had never heard it before, and even though it was so cheerful it sounded a bit sad or even scary.

"Trees used to talk to me, now I know what's real and what is fake." 

The voice echoed and then the same tuned played. It sounded like something you would hear in the nineties.

"Now I know what's real what's fake. Rather sleep than stay awake."

Kirishima wrapped his arms around me, resting his cheek against my head and crying silently to himself. I didn't feel any tears though.

"Are we from outer space? This doesn't feel like the right place. And we'll try anything, just to be a kid, once again." 

This song sounded like something he would listen to. I could imagine him playing it in his room when he wrote his suicide note, knowing that this is what I had to remember him by. I was sad but felt a wave of almost relief wash over me.

"Just to be a kid again."

Midoriya... He wanted things to go back to the way they were... He wanted Bakugo back... He wanted his friends back...

"Now I know what's real what's fake. Rather sleep than stay awake. Just to be a kid again. La la la la la la la..." 

The song faded out as Kirishima's sobs got a little louder. I cuddled into him as the tape cut to a staticy track.

"Uh... Hey guys! It's Midoriya... And I know you're r-really sad right now... But as your listening to this, I'm there with you! I just ask you to... I ask that you please don't forget me... I wanna be friends forever... Just... Don't leave me alone, okay?" The voice faded in and out. "Don't--- Leave me--- alone---"

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