Not Good Enough [BakuKami]

Six weeks

Kaminari was let out of the hospital with a note for his teachers and quirk stoping pills. He wasnt allowed to use his electricity or look at a screen for six weeks. Six whole weeks! His short circuiting had severely damaged his brain and had been causing his head aches and vomiting. Bakugou was luckly there to get him back to school and to his dorm.

He flopped down on his bed instantly 'k.o.'ed, without his quirk he felt constantly tired like his power source had veen takening out and he was running on a back up generated. Bakugou had watched him with amusement as he fell asleep before walking in. He removed Kaminari's shoes and jacket before tucking him in.

When he left he turned off the lights then headed to the common room. Kirishima and Mina were first to spot him jumping up and asking about Denks. "He's fine just let him sleep." Bakugou mutters letting his tiredness show through, it was only the Bakusquad and Midoriya still down stairs all of which were worried about the electric blonde.

"So what was wrong Kacchan?" Midoriya asks as Bakugou lumbers to the kitchen half dragging his feet. "His short circuiting is fucking up his brain."

"How bad?" Jirou asks from her spot next to Mina. "Six weeks no quirk use or looking at screens." Bakugou sighs coming back with plates slowly passing them out and returning to the kitchen to start cooking. It was already past when he would normally be and he hadn't eatten yet to day. "He gets worse they might keep him in the hospital for two to three months."

He was making hamburgers mostly because he knew they were Kaminari's favorite and he was mostly cooking for him. When he was done he call the extras in slowly and giving them each a hamburger then he made one for Kami and one for himself.

When he finished he left, back to Kaminari's room he sat one plate on his desk before eatting. He silently waited until Kaminari rolled over and looked at him.

"Hey I made you dinner." Bakugou says quietly as Kami sat up. "Thanks? Why?" The electric blonde asks still obviously very tired.

Bakugou shrugs getting up and half helping Kaminari to the chair, he seemed a little unstable on his feet. "I thought youd be hungry and the extras down stairs were so I just made all of us food."

"That's nice." Kaminari mutter sitting down. "Why do you care?"

"Hey I'm not a complete asshole."

"Debatable." Kaminair began eatting side eyeing Bakugou the whole time.

"You little shit!" Bakugou growls and Kaminari smiled at him. "There's the Bakugou I know. The guy with the bad attitude. You did this to make your self feel good didn't you?" Kaminari set the burger down before standing up and walking towards a thunder struck Bakugou.

"Didn't you? You never do anything for anyone but yourself!" Bakugou stepped back at the harsh words, he knew he had hurt Kaminari but not this badly. "I told you I loved you! God I was fucking stupid! But I've always been stupid, aren't I? I couldn't give me anything help your agenda, so you didn't want me."

Bakugou stared at him wide eyed wonder how long he's been hold this in. "Kami-"

"Don't you Kaminari me!" Denki glares at him, the lightening slowly returning to his eyes at the pill wears off. "Fine then- here." Bakugou grabs his face and connects their lips, Denki's eyes widen little sparks dance off his cheeks before he melts into the feeling.

Bakugou pulls away slowly after a few seconds. "I'm sorry, for what I said." He mutters backing away and heading for the door leaving Kaminari to stand there in shock.

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Kaminari drags his feet as he walked to the kitchen for the four time in one hour. Boredom effectively making him walk zombie like between his room the kitchen and the bathroom.

The rest of the class just watched their electric friend pace. It had only been four days and his mind seemed broken. He would often be found just staring at the ceiling on his bed in the dark.

Bakugou would bring him food and then leave, the two refused to speak to each other after the kiss, well more of Kaminari refused and Bakugou stopped pushing it.

Kaminari blinked feeling empty with out his electricity. He couldn't see the ceiling but he didn't care, he liked his room dark now a days the light just hurt his eyes. He didn't want to see anymore, he didn't want to live.

His will was draining from faster now without his quirk, maybe even because Bakugou had kissed him. Was it pity? Was it just to shut him up? Did he regret it? What did he really know anymore, what question did he has that he could answer?

Did Kaminari want him to do it again? Yes, yes he did. He wanted Bakugou to kiss him again, even if it was fake he wanted it. He wanted him to kiss him harder, with passion, with emotions even if it was only anger and hatred.

Did it hurt? Yes, Kaminari's heart throbbed as he thought about Bakugou fake kissing him. Bakugou hating him but kissing him anyway because he felt piry for him.

Did it make him feel even slightly better? Also yes. In all for the confusion one think was real, it happened, it was factual. Bakugou had kissed him. Bakugou cared even if it was for himself enough to kiss him.

Why was he doing this to himself? He wanted to feel loved, cared about, like he wasn't just the class screw up. He wanted to belong, wanted to feel like he belong at least like he used to. He wanted Bakugou to huff out air when he made a particularly funny comment again, he wanted to feel happy he had done it. He wanted Kirishima to smile at him and show off all his shark teeth, Jirou to snort when he did something dumb because of his quirk.

He wanted time to reverse time and speed it up, he wanted to barrel forward and to retreat. He wanted, he wanted, he wanted. He needed Bakugou to just accept him, to just have a soft conversation with him, where they talk through what happened. He needed closure. Why? He didn't know but he needed it. Maybe he needed it for what he knew he'd do next. Maybe he needed it to stop himself, or to send him toppling over the edge. Or maybe just maybe he needed it so he could smile again just one last time.

One last time.