Accused

Again

Bakugo POV

After explaining to Aizawa what had happened before and why I didn't bring him to Recovery Girl he seemed to space out a little. I have a feeling he knows why Izuku was acting weird and I'm gonna find out.

"You seem to know something, what happened at night?", I ask, snapping Aizawa out of his thoughts.

"What do you mean?", he asks with a blank face but knowing eyes.

"Don't pretend you don't fucking know what I'm talking about! What happened yesterday at the meeting!", it was more of a command than a question.

"I'm sorry but I can't tell yo-", he says before I interrupt him.

" 'Can't tell' me my ass! I just want to know what fucking happened to my childhood best fucking frie-", I stop yelling when I hear something moving in the bed behind me. Deku!

I turn around and see Deku rubbing his eyes and sitting up in the bed.
He looks around and I immediately kneel down next to the bed when I notice him panicing.
He looks at me with that panicked and broken look he had during his panic attack.

"Hey Deku, everything's fine. I brought you to Aizawa's room after you passed out. Do you remember what happened?", I inform Izuku.

He keeps looking at me for a while and then looks around the room hastily.
When he lays eyes on Aizawa he flinches. He rapidly stands up from the bed and bows to the fucking caterpillar known as our teacher.
I stand up as well, confused by Deku's sudden reaction.

"I-I'm sorry for c-causing you trouble again M-Mr. Aizawa. I w-will leave now, if th-that's alright w-with you... I-I assure you that I'm completely f-fine, s-so please don't w-worry about m-me. A-And I apologise for b-bothering you this early in the m-morning. I-It won't happen again.", Deku apologises to the teacher, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

He is still bowing and is shaking a little.
What does he mean 'again'? What the actual fuck is going on here?!
This only proves that my suspicions where right. Aizawa has something to do with all this. Whatever this is supposed to be.
I look away from Izuku to look at my teacher. He is looking at the nerd with sorrow?, pain?, worry? I can't exactly place his expression, but whatever the fuck happened between them, he wasn't happy about it.

A/N:
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I hope I can make this story live up to your expectations!

English isn't my mother tongue, so I apologise for any words that I might've used wrong, in case that happened.

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