You Don't Have To Face It Alone [Abused!BakugoxTodoroki]

Twenty Three- Under the Bed

3rd POV

Todoroki places Bakugo down on his bed then pulled up his desk chair, placing it on the side of his bed. He slowly sat down, placing his elbows on the bed and resting his head in his palms. Todoroki watched as the sleeping boy's chest rose and fell calmly, a peaceful expression on his face even after everything that's happened to him.

His nose was still bandaged even after Recovery Girl's treatment, just to keep from infections and to heal what she couldn't. Unfortunately since she hadn't known about the whip marks those weren't treated, but Todoroki would get him down to see her to get them taken care of.

But until then he watched Bakugo with a serene smile on his face, moving one hand from his chin to hold the blonde's face. He stared at him and let out a deep sigh, then pulled his hand away and stood up.

"He's gone now Bakugo, but that doesn't mean he's off the hook. I'll keep you safe, even if you have trouble believing it at first" Todoroki said as he walked over to his desk. He shuffled around some papers until he managed to unbury his phone. Once he had it he went back to the chair and sat down, scrolling idly, every once in a while stealing a glance at the sleeping boy. Todoroki's smile returned and he locked his phone and crossed his arms, resting his chin between them. "Goodnight Bakugo. You'll be okay now" Todoroki said as he let himself fall asleep.

~morning~

Bakugo was the first to wake up, slowly rising from Todoroki's bed to see the owner laying his head against the side of the bed. Bakugo stared at him for a second, admiring his features before shaking his head and slowly getting off the bed, remaining quiet enough to not wake the other.

Once he was off the bed he went for the door and opened it quietly, leaving to escape to his room. He probably had some homework to get done anyways, plus he wanted to see Kirishima. He went up the stairs to the fourth floor, walking over to his room to see boxes lined up outside of Kirishima's room. Bakugo walked to his room, eyeing the boxes closely.

Kirishima's door opened and he stepped out with a frown, holding a box in his hand. Bakugo being the dumb idiot he is, ran over to him and helped him with the box. He placed it down on the ground and looked slightly down to meet Kirishima's gaze.

"What happened? What's with all the boxes?" Bakugo asked, looking down at the boxes then looking back at Kirishima's eyes. They were filled with sadness and anger, but Kirishima's voice was different from his eyes.

"I'm most likely gonna be expelled" Kirishima said as he slinked his arms around Bakugo's waist. Bakugo pouted and leaned his head against Kirishima's chest.

"Why? What'd you do wrong?" Bakugo asked as he pulled his head away and wrapped his arms around Kirishima's neck. When he didn't get an answer he put his forehead against Kirishima's taking in a deep breath then letting it out slowly. "What happened. Tell me what happened. I'll see if I can fix it" Bakugo reasoned.

He once again didn't get a response, and when he looked up this time he was met with Kirishima's lips on his. He widened his eyes then melted into the kiss, pulling Kirishima closer and letting his eyes flutter shut. Kirishima let his hands glide down to Bakugo's hips, pulling him closer. Kirishima turned both of them and pinned Bakugo against the wall, moving one hand up to Bakugo's face and cupping it. Before anything else could happen, Bakugo pulled away for air.

"What was that for? Are you gonna tell me so I can help you or what?" Bakugo said calmly, taking small breaths.

"It's nothing that can be changed. Just let me enjoy this one last time" Kirishima said as he moved away from Bakugo and pulled him inside his room.

Bakugo's eyes were too filled with hearts to remember what happened last time, or the time before that. So when he was harshly thrown to the ground everything came back. His eyes widened and he backed up on the floor, his back hitting the bed. Kirishima smirked at Bakugo's frightened face, squatting down to get at his eye level.

"Oh Katsuki, you knew what was happening yet you still willingly followed me in here. You must love what I do to you don't you?" He asked, Bakugo vigorously shaking his head in denial. Kirishima walked away and Bakugo let out a breath, only to take it back in when he heard the familiar sound of a belt buckle.

Bakugo tensed and he started hyperventilating, his eyes widening and his brain shutting down. Kirishima bent the belt in half and snapped it, making Bakugo flinch and cower back. Before he was given a chance for his brain to start working again, the belt slashed across Bakugo's chest, ripping a loud scream from Bakugo. Kirishima's eyes only deepened with rage, and he winded the belt back again, this time preparing to use the belt buckle.

Bakugo panicked and did the only thing he could think of, he bent himself down and scurried under the bed, staying out of reach of Kirishima for as long as he could. Kirishima started to bend down and grab for the blonde, but was a couple inches shy of reaching him. Bakugo started to relax, letting his body untense but remained aware of the distance between him and Kirishima.

Bakugo stayed under the bed for about five minutes until Kirishima gave up, but Bakugo knew he couldn't stay under there forever. So he decided he had to get out and bolt for the door. After fighting against his growing anxiety about everything that could go wrong, he squeezed his eyes shut and slowly and quietly crawled out from under the bed.

Once he was out he quickly shot up and bolted for the door, being dragged back by the belt that was tightening around his neck.

"Did you really think I'd just let you go that easily Katsuki? I'm fucking pissed right now, and it's all your fault" Kirishima hissed as he twisted the belt and tightened it more. Bakugo sputtered for breath and was clawing at the leather belt, mouthing words that couldn't come out.

Kirishima let the belt fall from Bakugo's neck, leading to Bakugo coughing and taking in deep breaths, then more coughing and welled up tears. Bakugo looked up from his bent over position, holding his neck lightly as his breathes calmed down.

"I'm fuckin pissed. And you running away like that didn't help. I wouldn't be so upset if you just kept your damn mouth shut. Now you're gonna pay" Kirishima said while he lifted the belt up. Bakugo turned and ran for the door again, getting the belt buckle roughly beaten down on his back.

Bakugo fell against the wall with a cry of pain, grabbing onto the doorknob. He turned it and ran out, Kirishima right on his trail. He ran down the hallway that now seemed like it would never end, pushing the heavy door open. He ran down a flight of stairs and ran into someone, apologizing and running past them, only for his hand to be grabbed.

Bakugo was pulled close to the person, his hands up to his own chest and pressing against the person's back. Bakugo looked up and saw the two-toned hair. Todoroki was here to help him by using himself as a shield. Todoroki turned around and gave Bakugo a sad smile then turned back forward, watching as Kirishima came running down the stairs with a belt in his hand.

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Yeah so here's some more angst...... 🙂

Hope you enjoy, I promise things will get better. Eventually. Maybe. Hopefully. Who knows. 🙂

Ignore the typos still, I'll fix them after I come back from my trip.

Word count: 1,309

~Bebe17