BNHA Ship Stuff (RECONTINUED !)

Unconditional Love // BakuMina (Trans!Bakugou) One-Shot

I've had no motivation or ideas for the past few days. I've also had some health issues (not like COVID-19, but just other things) so that's kind of kept me from doing anything. But yeah, it's something straight, so I hope that this doesn't get fewer views than my other one-shots b/c I love this ship.

The art above is by Franderidart on Tumblr.

Angst
Fluff
Hurt/Comfort
Homophobia/Transphobia
Slurs (?)
Physical Abuse
Dark Thoughts
Breathing Problems (unsure if I need to put this as a TW, but I'm going to anyways)

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Katsuki looked at his boyfriend with guilt, wincing as his face turned to one of disgust.

"What the fuck? I can't date a guy! That's fucking disgusting and gay! You're not a guy, you're a girl! I'll fucking beat your ass if you think that you're a boy, you disgusting f*g!" The ash-blonde felt hot tears run down his face.

"I-I'm sorry-"

"Don't give me that bullshit, Katsumi! We're through! I'm not going to date a f*g like you!" His boyfriend stomped over to him, kneeing him in the stomach and hissing other slurs into his ear. "You disgusting piece of tr*nny trash! You aren't loved and never will be. You're just a diseased, clingy, gross rat who should just get hit by a truck."

Katsuki felt the bile begin to rise in his throat as he was kicked to the ground. His, now ex, boyfriend continued beating him up and sending waves of agony down his sides and spine.
It... hurts... Can't... The ash-blonde tried to move but was immediately shoved back down into the concrete and hit his head. He let out a scream of pain, but the abuse commenced.

"Damn Katsumi!"

"Katsumi... Katsuki..."

"Katsuki... Kacchan..."

-

"BAKUGOU!"

Katsuki jerked, sitting up immediately. His friends, Kaminari, Sero, Kirishima, and Mina surrounded him with worried expressions. He realized that he had fallen asleep in the common room, in his binder, which was restricting his breathing.
Damn it! Katsuki wheezed, making a beeline for the elevator. The moment that he got to his room, he locked the door and took off his binder, taking steadily deeper breathes.
But with taking off his chest binder, came the waves of dysphoria. Katsuki let out choked sobs, hugging a pillow to his chest and letting his tears stain the fabric.
Disgusting. F*ggot. Tr*nny. Ugly. Gross. These thoughts invaded his head, flooding his senses and making him nauseous. Brat. Useless. Selfish.

But his thoughts were abruptly by a loud pound on the door.
"Bakugou! Are you ok?! What the hell is going on in there?!"

Ashido.

Katsuki's breath hitched in his throat, his body was frozen in fear.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK. She can't see me like this! Not Mina Ashido, my crush of all people! She'll think I'm disgusting. Being bisexual already makes me weird on its own. No, I have to put it back on. She can't know.

And so the ash-blonde wiped his face of all tears and put his chest binder back on, feeling his lungs and ribcage scream in protest. He unlocked his door and put on a grumpy face, struggling immensely to do so.

"What the fuck do you want, raccoon eyes?" Katsuki hissed, not trusting his voice to not crack if he raised it. Ashido looked concerned and was holding something.

"You looked like you had a really bad dream. You were thrashing in your sleep and murmuring things under your breath, so when you woke up and ran to your room, the guys told me to bring you some snacks and stuff. Maybe even calm you down...?" Ashido's cheeks were dusted with a pink color, barely visible against her already pink skin. She rubbed the back of her neck shyly. "You don't have to let me in if you don't want to, but I'd like to hang out with you a bit. I wanna help!"