Bakugou

I knew I was surrounded by assholes, but I didn't know how stupid they could be until, initiated by the damn tape, my personal life suddenly became the center of attention. However, it was Shoto's expression coming up the stairs that took my patience, as if we weren't bad enough about the damn grape thing to make it worse now, plus the fact that while I didn't care that they were in a relationship now, knowing that the zombie and the outlet had started dating made me feel conflicted.

I wasn't going to be calm until I spoke with Shoto, I wanted to see him and hug him, let him know that everything will be fine as long as we are together.

– Where are you going? The movie is about to start – Seeing the affability with which he took me by the arm, made me wonder why I didn't finish hitting the soy face

– I'll be back in a moment – I replied, I didn't want to waste any more time

– But, Bakubro ...

– I said I'll be back in a moment – I responded more threateningly to the redhead who had already irritated me enough that night.

As soon as I reached the stairs, it was a matter of a few seconds to be on the third floor. As soon as I entered his room, I was afraid he was experiencing something that, by this time, I thought he had overcome. Like the first time, I held him close to my chest to synchronize his heartbeat with mine.

He was shaking and unstable.

"Are you happy now?" The sadness with which he asked me made me feel impatient, frustrated and sad. Have I ever shown you otherwise? But this question wasn't asked to know my answer, it was rather introspective. I remembered the months ago and how the times when I was not with him, I felt incomplete and empty, whereas when I was with him, I felt capable of doing anything.

At that moment I understood that only with him could I be happy.

We were calm, holding hands, lulled by the sound of our breathing when the knock on his door didn't force us to part.

– Come in – Shoto announced, still hoarse.

– I wanted to see how you were, the others are waiting to see the movie – the damn Deku was clinging to the door frame

– We were on our way out – I announced

– I am not sure that…

– We're going to see the fucking movie – placing myself in front of him, squeezing his hand. Reluctantly he agreed and we headed for the common area.

I kept feeling dizzy and the words from the extras, especially the Shitty Hair ones, kept drilling into my head.

Upon arrival, the lights were off and the main source of light came from the screen that transmitted the trailer of the kitsch that we were going to see, but my discomfort was more than anything to see how the undead was lying while the talking battery was comfortably lying on his chest. My hands became fists and I only calmed my state by huffing so as not to lose my temper. I can't believe I was envious seeing them.

I settled on one side of the raven with the excuse of controlling Dark Shadow if he got out of control, but I really wanted him to distract me from seeing the couple show off how comfortable they are in the presence of others.

The idiot Deku settled on one of the cushions scattered on the floor, and a short and painful distance from me was who I wanted to hold in my arms now.

The movie started and I just wanted to disappear as I felt the anxiety growing inside me. If I sit next to him, I shouldn't be suspicious. After all, said by the quartet that follows me like a shadow, "we are friends". I approached the bicolor, who, upon noticing my presence, let out a sigh.

– I should break their faces – I pronounced so that only he could hear it

– You don't have to. – Without taking his eyes off the front – I'm fine. – No, I know you are not

The led light illuminated his face, and his turquoise eye highlighted the rest of his features. His scar, far from subtracting from his attractive face, made him unique and even fascinating. Being so close and at the same time so far was driving me crazy and it was then that I understood that it wasn't worth having him if I had to hide my feelings.

I took him by the arm unprepared, and, if no one was paying attention to us, now they definitely were. I took his face and placed my lips on the only one to which they belonged. For my surprise, he reciprocated it and the sound of amazement from the others was audible above the projection in front of us.

– I didn't see it coming! – the volt was the first to speak

– About time – followed by the scrubber he has for a boyfriend, while I stared at Shoto

– Deku! – round face yelled as the idiot hyperventilated

– I guess there's no turning back – my boyfriend pronounced and then let out a nervous laugh that accelerated my heartbeat

– I don't want anything or anyone to stop me from showing you off – caressing his cheeks.

– Who else is missing to tell us that is in a relationship? – shouted the duct tape– It's now or never!

– If you don't shut up now, I'll hang you with your own tape! – I warned, accommodating my boyfriend to my side – We're here to see a movie, right? – and then we heard the noise of a tray falling

– Kirishima! – The pink one was the first to get up, but I stopped her.

– I'll go – anyway, I had unfinished business with him

– But – I growled at her before she continued, as I felt her eyes follow me

– And continue watching the damn movie! – I yelled before heading to the kitchen.

The laundry area was dimly lit and on the floor were glass and a sticky, bubbly liquid that the redhead clumsily tried to wipe off with a towel, getting several cuts in the process.

– You're a mess – and when I looked directly at him, he was… crying? – Hey, it's not that bad – now that I think about it, why does he keep taking the crystals without activating his quirk? – Shitty Hair, stop! – Taking his hands just to push me away, now sobbing – What the hell is wrong with you?! – Unanswered. He was just determined to keep picking up the crystals even though his hands were obviously bleeding.

He had been acting very strange for a long time, but this was the last straw. – Eijiro! – only when I named him, he stopped, only to squeeze the pieces of glass in his hands. – Why the hell are you acting like this?! – taking his hands to loosen his grip

– I already knew it – His voice was broken – I knew it since I saw you kissing on the roof the night of the Culture Festival – when he opened his hands the crystals slipped covered with blood

– We must heal those wounds – walking away, this time standing in front of me – Damn! I'm sorry you weren't the first to find out, but we had no choice ...

– I'm not angry about it! – His eyes were swollen and he was too upset – I… I… I am in love with you – My muscles tensed when I heard his statement. – I tried to deal with my feelings so that you wouldn't feel uncomfortable around me only to discover in the worst possible way that your closeness with him wasn't just friendship – his tears kept coming and I didn't know how to react. – I wanted to believe that as long as you were happy with him, I would be happy for you, but I am a hypocrite. – When squeezing his chest, the cloth he was holding left a trail of blood that looked like a wound inflicted with a dagger

– Kirishima ...

– Don't come near me! – wiping his tears awkwardly as his eyes conveyed rejection. Unable to do more, he just walked away.

– Sorry... – I pronounced bitterly picking up the crystals on the floor, feeling that in the process of announcing my boyfriend I had lost a ... friend.


Sorry Kirishima ... Don't hate me!

Fact # 74

I liked writing this chapter, because you can see the different reactions of everyone when they heard about it.

Fact # 75

By now you should know that I love Taylor, and for this chapter I was inspired by "Crazier"

"Baby, you showed me what livin 'is for
I don't wanna hide anymore
You lift my feet off the ground
You spin me around
You make me crazier crazier
Feels like I'm falling and I'm,
I'm lost in your eyes
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier
Crazier, crazier "

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