Kiribaku Week 2021 day #4: Scars

Here is just a quick Kiribaku one-shot in honor of Kiribaku week day four!

This one is a little angsty but not too much.

Please go check out my fic for day two! It's a fluffy fic called "Flowery Feelings"

Not a great name, but yk, who cares haha

A little announcement, I kind of want to do character x reader fanfics (which I know are not allowed on this platform but…).

They will mostly be with Denki bc I simp for him so hard, but I will take requests!

Alright, enjoy!

I laid in bed, cuddling with Bakugou, scrolling on my phone. His chin rested on my straight red hair, twirling his fingers through it. I laid against his bare chest, feeling comforted by his skin touching mine. Bakugo shifted to look at my face. His pretty red eyes looked soft and vulnerable, he only acts like this around me. He laid his head on a pillow and I put my phone away, laying down next to him.

"I love you, Eijirou" He said, brushing a strand of loose hairs off of my face.

"I love you, too, Katsuki" I said, scooting closer to him. His lips brushed against mine and I pulled him in for a kiss. I hugged him tighter as he trailed kisses down my neck, his warmth making me feel giddy. When we pulled away we were both panting, smiling of course. Then he lifted his arm and slid his hand over the scar on my eyelid.

"Where'd you get that?" He asked, curiously.

I got that when I was younger, when my quirk first manifested.

"I got it when I was a kid, I was wiping my eye and that's when my quirk decided to manifest," Said Kirishima, laughing.

Bakugo chuckled and burrowed his face into my chest.

"What the hell, that's so lame," He said, smiling, "That doesn't come near to compare to all my awesome battle scars," He gloated.

I pushed him off my chest, rolling my eyes.

"Bakugo, you can't use that one, I have many of those too," I smiled, "And my eye scar is the best of them all, it's the only one that doesn't have a sad story."

Bakugo's face fell, probably thinking of all the battles he had to go through. All the terrible stuff he endured. The kidnapping with the League of Villains really hit him hard. I always have him coming into my dorm, late at night, needing comfort from another terrible nightmare. The most recurring dream is always right before he was pulled fully into the warp. Deku screaming, trying to get to him. His classmates, doing all that they can to save him. The horrified looks on everyone's faces. The terror he felt himself. He tried not to cry, he really did. But he was so scared. And having that dream reenact the terror he felt that night over and over again was not pleasant.

"Hey, Katsuki.. ," I pulled him closer to me, wrapping my arms around his torso. He returned the gesture by wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me tight.

"you'll get through this, I know it."

"I know, Eiji, you say that everytime," Bakugo said with a breathy laugh.

I just smiled and kissed his forehead.

"Because it's true."