𝘐'𝘥 𝘎𝘰 𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶 || ON HIATUS ||

Chapter 5 - Hello Again

Bakugo POV

It's been 6 years since then. I'm now 22. I'm currently the #1 Pro Hero. Per the Universe's instructions, I've saved countless people with the most "respect" I can muster. I haven't killed anyone, I'm careful with my explosions. I still have my temper, that's something you can't ever get rid of, but I don't threaten to kill people anymore. For the first couple of years, I would think about Kirishima nonstop. I still do, but more of a memory. Like somebody I used to know. Like someone I'll never see again. Although today was different. I couldn't get Kirishima out of my head. No matter what I did, I couldn't NOT think about him. 

I really miss you. I can't wait to see you again.

Soon enough, my stressful workday was over. I finally caught the villain that was causing a lot of casualties by crumbling skyscrapers. It was a lot of paperwork after that. And by a lot, I mean a LOT. I usually just skip the paperwork and hand it to someone else who was there to do, but there was nobody there with me today. After a couple of hours, I got up and stretched, my paperwork finally being finished. I got up from my uncomfortable chair and got out my car keys. After sliding in the driver's seat and turning on the heater, because holy fuck it was cold, I started my drive back home. 

My apartment wasn't much. Sure, I get paid a lot seeing as I'm the #1 Pro, but I don't use my money on houses. If anything, I got used to dorm life during highschool. So instead of buying a big fancy house like some of my fellow heroes, I got a rather nice apartment. It was pretty late already, and I was starving.

I can't really be bothered to make anything tonight, I'm so fucking tired. I'll just order some fuckin' pizza or something.

I call up the nearest pizza place and get my usual order, then go to the couch in the living room and put on TV. I couldn't care less what I watched because I wouldn't be paying attention anyway. 

Why can't I get him out of my head today? I lean back on my couch and sigh. Kirishima... no, Eijiro... I fucking miss you. I miss your shitty smile that's brighter than the fucking sun. I miss your shitty spiky hair. I miss your compliments and your warm, soft hugs that you would give me whenever I had nightmares about that night at Kamino... I don't have nightmares about that day anymore, but I have nightmares about when you jumped... and you're not here to comfort me anymore. I hope I was good enough for the shitty Universe. It's been so long, I just want to see you again. Your stupid hair that looks better down, your stupid smile, just YOU. I hope that soon I'll be enough for the Universe to let me see you again. Although I get it, I'd be interrupting the space-time continuum, so of course- 

My doorbell rang, interrupting my thoughts. I got up off the couch and stomped over to the door. I opened it and there stood the pizza guy. I handed him the money and a tip, he gave me my long-awaited pizza. There wasn't a word said between us, which I appreciated. I closed the door right after he left and started eating in front of the TV. I saw they started playing some stupid American superhero movie. 

I bet Eijiro would have cried when he watched the end when that character died by falling off the train. That shit was sad, even I almost cried. He probably would have started screaming at the TV that he shouldn't have died because they belonged together. I shook my head. I need to stop thinking about Eijiro. 

I looked over at the clock on the wall, it was getting pretty late. I put the leftover pizza in the fridge, brushed my teeth, changed, then went to bed. It didn't take long for me to sleep, considering I was so fucking tired.

Bakugo Katsuki. Hello again, and welcome back.