"You're Horrible" - A Depressed Kiribaku Story

What Happened?

TW: Mentions of self harm (?)
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[Kirishima POV]

Bakugou did so well during training today, I wish I was able to have as much power as him, I think to myself. I'm scrolling through his Instagram page, my eyes locking on each and every photo. "He's kind of cute..." I whisper. I can feel my cheeks flooding with shades of pink. I don't like him, he's probably straight anyway.

I'm making sure not to like any pictures. I don't want him to know I'm looking through his page. That's kind of creepy, isn't it? I sigh, scrolling back up to the top of his profile, and hit the 'Message' button.

K: Hey Bakugou! You wanna make breakfast with me tomorrow? We can make pancakes! :)

[Bakugou POV]

I hear my phone buzzing on the table. I reach over to pick it up, and it's a message from Kirishima. What does that dumb rock want? He knows I'm usually asleep by now. He wants to make pancakes? That actually sounds kind of fun.. "Pshh," I say to myself as I reply.

B: Fine. Just this once.

He responds almost immediately.

K: Okay! Meet me in the common area by 7:45 :)

I leave him on read and set my phone back on the table. I pull the cover back over my head and shut my eyes, falling asleep within minutes.

I had a dream with Kirishima, somehow. He found my bandages, unwrapped them and when he saw what was underneath, he called me disgusting.

"What is this? Did you do this to yourself?!" he yells at me.

I nod in shame.

"You're disgusting. Your life is PERFECT- you have an amazing quirk, good grades, everything about your life is PERFECT! Yet you do this. Who do you think you are?" Kirishima snaps.

"I- It's not what you think-"

"Shut up," he cuts me off. He walks out and slams the door, stomping over to his dorm.

I wake up in a cold sweat. "What the hell..." I say in shock. Kirishima would never do that, he's too nice.. I think to myself. I sigh and roll over to grab my phone. 3:28.. I can go back to sleep. I set my phone back down and wrap the blanket around myself. A bolt of pain shoots up my arm. "Fuck!.." I screech. "Maybe this wasn't the best idea..." I whisper, closing my eyes.

Thankfully I had no more bad dreams. The sun is shining through the window onto my bed. Now I'm forced to get up. I don't want to be late for Kirishima. I throw on my uniform and shoes, and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I stare at myself in the stained mirror. My face, why does it always look so mean? I feel disgusted with myself. I finish and get my phone, walking out the door. Kirishima's already out of his dorm, like he always is, and the ingredients are on the counter.

"Hey! Nice to see you," he says, with his signature wide grin.

"Tch.." I reply, looking at the floor and setting my stuff down.

"You know how to make pancakes, right?" Kirishima asks me.

"Of course I know!" I snap back at him. Does he think I'm stupid?

After he mixed everything together, I got to cook them. I was pouring the batter and I accidentally burned myself, "Damnit!" I scream.

"What's wrong?" Kirishima comes running over to me.

"I burned myself. It's nothing serious, I was just being stupid," I reply, gritting my teeth.

[Kirishima POV]

As I run over to Bakugou, I realize something. Are those bandages on his arms? What happened?

"Hey, Bakugou.. what are those bandages on your arm from?" I ask him.

[Bakugou POV]

Shit.. he noticed. I obviously have to lie, I don't want anybody to know how weak I am. "Oh, these? I trained a little too hard yesterday and scratched myself yesterday, It's not a big deal!.." I yell at Kirishima. I hate lying to people, but I have to.

"Oh, well okay. Be careful next time!" he replies. I go back to making pancakes.

After they're finished, I put 2 on each of our plates. I'm not even hungry, but I guess I'll eat them to make Kirishima happy. I put some butter and maple syrup on mine, and start shoving pieces into my mouth, barely taking time to chew.

"Hey, slow down over there!" Kirishima shouts. "Don't choke,"

"I'm fine!" I yell at him as I continue to stuff my face. I hadn't eaten this much in a while.

[Timeskip to after school because I'm lazy :")]

[Kirishima POV]

I feel like he's lying to me. How could he have scratched himself while training? His explosion quirk doesn't work like that... my mind is flooded. "I'm going to text him."

K: Hey Bakugou! Are you sure you got scratched while training yesterday? Your quirk doesn't work like that. Also, you didn't have those bandages after training.

K: ???

B: Come over here. I'll explain.

K: Okay! OMW!

What really happened? I hope it's not bad.. I open the door to his dorm to see Bakugou sitting on his bed, his head down in shame.

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I'm sorry this chapter isn't as long as the first one was. I wanted to leave it on a cliff hanger :D I hope you're enjoying my story! ❤️⭐️