The Fight
Bakudeku drabble, sad angst
Uraraka sits down on the couch, "What's wrong Midoriya?" She questions the forlorn young man next to her. "You look upset."
He looks down and sighs, "I had a fight with Bakugou."
"You guys bicker…"
"I know, but this was… bigger, and I don't know how to fix it."
"Oh." She wasn't sure what to say. Their strange relationship turned odd friendship after the whole One For All incident frankly took some of them by surprise. While they still had disagreements, they weren't at the same level as they'd been in the past. "Have you tried talking to him?"
"I'm afraid to, I don't wanna make things worse."
"Well you know they say, honesty is the best policy. If you clear the air, you might feel better, and at least you can say you tried."
"Maybe…" he certainly wanted to. Midoriya didn't want to lose what friendship he'd gained after striving for it for so long. But that was exactly what scared him. What if Bakugou took it the wrong way? What if they argued even more?! Midoriya lets out a long exhale as the heaviness of the situation weighs on his shoulders. Something to gain… so much to lose… Even if he did say how he felt and they could move past it, would things be the same? Or would those worries come back again like a bad penny?
Sigh. "You're right, Uraraka. It's killing me and I should just get it over with so I can move on." 'And hope for the best.' If things happen, he'll just deal with it when it does, there's no point in worrying about a future event that may or may not happen.
"I'm glad," she pats him on the back. "But if you need to talk again, I'll be here for you."
"Thanks."
Midoriya stands up and faces the hallway leading to Bakugou's dorm room. For the first time in his life, facing Bakugou again scared him. 'You can do this!' He breathes out, closing his eyes for a moment to gather his resolve. When he opens them again, he begins the journey with one foot in front of the other, praying things will all work out.