Not Good Enough [BakuKami]

Head Trauma

Kaminari did as told and ran for the left door, he flung it open.

Kaminari slammed his hand down on his alarm clock, he was really starting to hate the damn thing. He was in his dorm room, the walls were just a dream. A horrible, traumatizing dream. He was alone in his room, no moving paintings, no Bakugou's on the wall, and most certainly no walls coming out of no where.

So why did he want to go back?

He wanted to lay down and return to wall Bakugou, he'd liked being not being exploded for talking. That Bakugou had looked at him and it hadn't been in disgust. What was he even going to do? It was Saturday and he had no friend.

He flopped back down on his bed closing his eyes for just a few more hours. His alarm clock went off again and he smashed the damn thing. He'd have to buy a new one. "Oh look something to do today. Great." He grumbles getting out of bed he changed out of the uniform he'd fallen asleep in opting for a white shirt, black pants, and a black jacket.

He walked down the stair his black converse in hand, it was noon, he always set his weekend alarm for just before noon then one at noon. Midoriya was on the couch with a few other people, Tsu immediately attempted to wave him over but he ignored her. She glanced over at the rest of the group with a shrug leaving Kaminari to his own devices, speaking of which his phone laid sad and forgotten on his desk.

"I'll be back in a few hours." He calls to them before closing the door, at least they know he should come back. He walked to the mall by himself, he checked the pocket making sure his wallet was there.

Tsu looked over at Midoriya then to Todoroki. "He seems off."

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Bakugou nearly slammed into Kirishima not noticing he had stopped, he had paused because he had thought he'd seen a familiar blonde. He turned and saw that it was in fact Kaminari.

The electric blonde had a bag in one hand and a drink in the other. He was looking around at the shop, he was alone. Bakugou shook his head as he looked at him before Kirishima tugged on the back of his shirt. "Hurry up." The redhead whines wanting to hurry to the arcade.

Kaminari had seen them but had chosen to ignore them, pretend not to see. He was heading for the food court, he had to eat today or he knew his body would shut down on him and he didn't want that to happen again. He got a thing of fries and sat down at a table.

He must have sat there for over an hour because when he looks up the Bakusquad is sitting at a table near him. Bakugou looked away from him back to his spicy chicken sandwich. Had he been staring? Yes, Denki looked just so off as he dipped his fry in ketchup at least eight times before finally chosing to eat it. Kaminari seemed so out of it as he sat at his table barely actually eatting.

He got through only half the fries before throwing them away. Bakugou watched him walk away, he tilted his head watching him limp slightly on his left leg, like his clothes rubbing against his leg hurts. He wanted to get up and talk to him but decided not to, that was a big mistake.

Kaminari wondered the whole mall getting a few small things, a few of them was Bakugou's merch. A ground zero pin, and maybe a plushie, he thought it would be nice to have something to talk to, that wasn't an electric mouse. He smiles at the little plush while walking back to the exit, he nearly runs into Bakugou. He stuffs the plushie in the bag before apologizing.

"Sorry, Bakugou." He moves away from the group and out the doors. Bakugou watched him in slight shock, he'd seen the plush in the electric blondes hands. He jumped forward and dragged the teen back by his shirt, Kaminari didn't even look surprise.

"Why are you fucking following us?" He growls in his face, raising his fist. "I'm not." He mutters pulling himself free, he walks away leaving the group to look at each. There was no emotion left in his voice, maybe a bit of sadness but that was it.

"Bakubro, what did you do to him?" Kirishima asks looking at his friend, Bakugou watch Kaminati walk off images of the once happy boy flashed behind his eyes. He'd bullied Izuku for year and never had he sounded so empty, he had managed to break the happiest person in class. "Dunce face!" He yells after him going to walk after him but Kaminari started running.

Kaminari made it back to the dorms with two hours to spare, he was sweating and panting as he went to his room. He set up his alarm clock then took out the Bakugou plush and hugged it close to his chest. He know he probably looked stupid hugging the plush toy but he didn't care he would look stupid anyway.

Kaminari sat down on his bed squeezing the toy, he felt like crying. He had no friends, his family didn't want anything to do with him, his crush hated him, he was trying in school and still failing, he was starting to get really bad headaches. He cried, he couldn't hold it in, everything hurt, the weight of all the stress finally broke him.

He cried hugging the plush toy, he faced the wall. "I want my friends back." He whimpers to the plushie holding it out and looking at it. "At least I have you, now." He chuckles, slightly, sadly. "That's depressing to say out loud."

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Bakugou walked back into the dorms with the rest of his group, Midoriya glared at him from the couch. "What did I do?" He asks approaching the small green haired boy, Izuku just turned his head away from him.

"Damn it Deku what is it?" Bakugou crosses his hair across his chest, he was shivering slightly from forgetting to bring a jacket. "I don't know." Midoriya mutters not looking back at him, Bakugou raised an eyebrow. "So why do you look so mad at me?"

"Go talk to Kaminari." Midoriya commands, Bakugou lifts his hand but no explosions pop out, he growled quietly to himself before storming up stairs.

He was faced with Kaminari's bedroom door, he lifted his hand to knock but instead placed him ear against the wood. "It would be so great to not sit alone at lunch anymore. I use to look foward to being in school with all my friends but now... I don't even know why I bother." Bakugou listened as Kaminari talked to someone or something, pressing his ear closer. "I could probably just stop showing up, no one would notice or care really. I thought people cared about me at one point boy was I wrong. They all hate me." His voice was getting shaky, he sounded like he was going to cry. Bakugou didn't want to hear anymore but at the same time he was invested and curious who he was talking to.

"God I'm such a loser. Bakugou's going to be number one and I'm going to be just that one electric guy. I'm nothing compared to him, just a useless moron. I- I don't know why I thought he'd ever like me. He deserves so much b-better that someone like me." Bakugou stepped away from the door, Kaminari's self hatred was his fault but he doesn't remember calling him a loser or useless. He pressed his ear back to the door. "But I can't go back home, they don't want me either. Dad made that really clear when I left." Kaminari cleared his throat and deepened his voice. "You leave the house you better only come back if your rich or in a fucking body bag, I won't have a gay son unless he's paying the bills."

That was it Bakugou could not take hearing Kaminari talk anymore, he pounded his fist against the door, there was a squeak from inside and then it opened but only a crack. "Yes?"

"Who the fucking are you talking to?" Kaminari looks back into his room at the question. "A stuffied version of you." He mutter, looking down at the ground.

"That is creepy." Bakugou walks away he ingores the quiet sniffle he hears behind him, making his way to his room to warm up. "Thanks I know." Kaminari calls after him before a door slams shut.