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Chapter 3

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Chapter 3.3-
Beauty








Bakugo wasn't expecting to be invited to a firework show, especially with you're mother going, he knew she hated him.
"Are you sure this is ok?" He signs, he currently wasn't able to focus as much as usual, you looked beautiful the way the moonlight illuminated your face. You only nod, you're mother wasn't too excited with your newfound friendship with your middle school bully, but let it slide.

Most of the night was quiet, you glancing at something, Bakugo almost immediately going to get you whatever you saw. He didn't know how much it meant to you.
You and him sat on a wall watching the fireworks, the smell bringing you joy, the last time you'll feel the feeling, and it was with him.
'I'm gonna go.' You sign, his brows furrowed, he felt like he didn't get much time with you at all, it felt as if you both had been together for only a few minutes. It gave Bakugo a bad feeling.
'Why?'
'Tired' The boy knew that excuse all to well, it only worried him more, the bad feeling in the back of his mind stronger than ever. He grabbed your arm as you stood.
"I'm always here for you" You only smile at his words.

You made your way home, Bakugo's presence a few feet back unknown to you. He couldn't shake the worried feeling. When you walked into your families small apartment he waited outside. 10 seconds and he'd check to make sure you were going to bed.

10

You placed your things on the table. He was down to 6.

5

You made your way to your balcony. He was down to 2

1

He opened the door and was easily able to see you, there you stood on the balcony, arms to the side.
"(Y/n)" he mutters rushing to the door. You were leaning forward. "(Y/n)!" He felt the pain on his stomach as he struggled to pull you up.
You weren't expecting to see him, to have him care, to have him actually try to save you. He was a hero.
"The ledge" He rasps, he tries to pull you up enough so you'll beable to reach it, in turn it starts pulling him farther off the balcony. "Please" He mutters, you pull as you reach the ledge and next thing you know, he's falling.
It was supposed to be you.

All Bakugo felt was cold, everything hurt, and then it was black.
At least you lived.

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