"Forever"

"I can't lose you, Bakugou!"

Please read A/N at the end :)

Bakugou's POV

"You can both go back to the dorms now, but no more harsh training. It's doing nothing but harming your body. Get some sleep."

I scoffed at Recovery Girl, frustrated that she made us stay in the infirmary all night, where we did nothing but sleep.

Huffing, I turned and strolled out of the room, not waiting for Kirishima to follow me, since I knew that he would catch up sooner or later.

"Hey! Wait up, Bakugou!"

Predictable.

I slowed my pace and allowed the redhead to catch up to me, who latched a hand to my shoulder once he matched my pace.

"You know, it was rude to just leave like that. You should have at least said thank you." He scolded.

I smiled. "Yeah, yeah, I know, but I don't want to waste my life always saying thank you."

Kirishima frowned. "That's not a good way to be living. But then again, you do have a reputation of being cold-hearted."

I bit my tongue, his words upsetting me slightly.

Am I really seen as such a mean person?

I stopped walking and looked down, Kirishima pausing beside me with a look of worry. As the redhead opened his mouth to speak, probably to apologise for his off behaviour, I quickly silenced him by gripping his arm and pulling him towards me, circling my arms around his waist while I pressed my face to his shoulder.

Cold-hearted my ass.

Before Kirishima could hug back, or even say anything about the embrace, I let go of him and continued on my way down the hallway, trying to ignore the way my heart was beating rapidly as I stepped out of the building and began to walk the path towards UA's dorms.

After a few minutes of walking alone, I heard a shout, and a huffed yell when I turned to see Kirishima in the distance, telling me to wait up.

Huh, I guess the shock wore off.

I didn't slow down, and continued on my way, earning a frustrated groan from the other boy. I opened the doors to the dormitory and walked towards the elevator, pressing the 'up' button before waiting patiently for it to arrive.

As the doors opened, I stepped in, sighing at the thought of collapsing onto my bed and drinking some warm tea.

Maybe I can get Momo to make me some. . .

While lost in my trace and stepping into the elevator, I didn't realise that the doors to the dorms opened again, and a booming shout startled me out of my state.

"Bakugou!"

There was a flash of red hair and tanned skin, and I was pushed to the floor as Kirishima's body collided with mine, the force of my back hitting the floor winding me. The elevator doors closed behind us silently.

"W-What the hell, Shitty Hair," I groaned, moving my arms to push at his shoulders in an attempt to get him off me. "That hurt, you bastard."

As I tried to shove him away, I felt strong arms curl behind my neck, and I froze once I realised that Kirishima was hugging me.

My face flushed red.

I relaxed my arms, letting them fall to the younger boy's back.

"Kirishima?" I called, slightly worried when I got a sniff as a response.

Kirishima was crying.

He lifted his head, tears glistening in his crimson eyes as he gave me a toothy smile.

"T-Thank you, Bakugou," he muttered, lowing his head onto my chest as the elevator began to move upwards. "Thank you for being my friend."

Friend . . . I felt a pang in my heart.

I patted his back. "It's okay, Kirishima. And you don't need to thank me."

The spiky-haired boy nodded and sniffed again, pressing his palms to my chest as he sat up. I was sure my face was the colour of a tomato by now, because now Kirishima was straddling me.

I covered my face with my hands. "U-Um, Kirishima? Do you mind if you get off me?"

Kirishima looked confused, and glanced down at our position before reddening and rolling off my body. "A-Ah! Sorry Bakugou, I guess I got a little clingy."

I nodded and sat up, looking to my side with a scowl before standing just as the elevator doors opened again.

"It's no problem, Shitty Hair."

I walked out of the elevator once it hit my level and made my way to my room silently. I was just through the door when a hand latched onto my wrist, and I turned quickly, jerking my arm away from the person protectively.

Kirishima looked glum. "Bakugou, have you been self-harming again?"

I took a step back and widened my eyes, quickly reaching for the door handle and trying to close the door. Kirishima put his foot in the way.

"Bakugou . . ."

I turned away, tears glistening in my eyes as I clenched my teeth. "Go away Kirishima. I don't want you here."

Again, Kirishima slammed his body against mine, and I fell backwards and stumbled onto the bed, Kirishima pinning me to the pillows. "Don't you dare tell me to go away, Bakugou."

Kirishima's voice turned dark, and I could tell that he was serious, especially when his tears began to drip from his face and onto my cheeks.

"Don't you dare push me away!" he yelled.

I was shocked, and my breathing was picking up a fast speed.

"Kirishima –."

"I'm never going to leave you alone! Do you hear me?! I. Am. Never. Leaving!"

His grip tightened on my shoulders, and my lip trembled as some of my own tears slid from my eyes. It hurt to see Kirishima like this.

"I-I can't," the other teen sobbed, sadness on his features. "I can't have what happened to Midoriya happen to you. I don't want to be too late!"

Izuku . . .

He was the one who found Izuku . . .

And he's scared that he's going to find me next.

I lifted my hands and cupped his cheeks, wiping his tears away. "You weren't too late, Kirishima," I soothed, struggling to stop emotion from entering my voice. "You saved Izuku. You saved him in time."

He sniffed. "B-But if it happens to you next, I might be too late. I can't lose you, Bakugou!" more tears spilled from his eyes. "I can't let you die . . ."

Kirishima's arms buckled, and he fell to my chest, succeeding in winding me again.

My hands slipped from his cheeks and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close as he continued to cry uncontrollably.

"It's okay," I mumbled, allowing my hands to slip into his hair. "It's gonna be okay, Kirishima."

Only God could tell how long we lied there together in each other's arms, but one thing was certain, and that was the fact that whenever Kirishima and I were together, we become vulnerable.

But that's what makes us stronger.

A long-awaited chapter! I hope you enjoyed :)

Also, some people have been asking why I don't often put warnings at the beginning of a chapter if there is anything in it that may be triggering, and my answer is this: in the description I have already given out warnings about the themes in this story, and I don't often put a warning at the beginning of a chapter because if I did, there would be one in almost every chapter. Hehehe . . . So yeah :)

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