Bakugo (3rd P.O.V)

Bakugo was angry.

Nothing new there, however, the reason sure was.

Kaminari was hit by a quirk and was now in a coma-like state, soon to be suffering by reliving his 2 worst memories and then his nightmare. To make matters worse, the only reason why the dunder-head was in this position was because he had put himself in front of the quirk which threatened to hit the whole class! And the cherry on top, Pikachu has no choice but to go through the whole experience because the fucking quirk couldn't be deactivated after it was activated.

Now he was stuck with a bunch of panicked idiots that he called 'friends' and a worried Mindfuck!

And for fuck's sake, NO ONE WAS TELLING THEM SHIT!

All they know is that he was hit by a quirk that made him collapse and now he is stuck in his damn mind soon to be reliving his worst memories and his personal fucking nightmare!

Katsuki knew that there was always someone with Dunceface at all times now. Hell, it was his shift right now! He didn't exactly have anything to do other than watch the blond sleep though, which only served to make him more anxious.

"What the absolute fuck am I supposed to do?!" he growled impatiently.

He didn't want to be here, but he didn't exactly want to leave either. He knew Kaminrai wasn't going to wake up without suffering first but that didn't mean he should suffer alone, damn it!

What was he even doing?! Sure he wanted to be in the room (if only so he could look over at his dumbass friend) but he wasn't sure what he would have to deal with.

'Ugh... this is the problem with having fucking friends!'

He wouldn't be in this dilemma if the damn Pikachu hadn't wormed his way through his defences! Damn extras!

'And- wait what's that noise?!'

He turns to Kaminari, whose breathing was speeding up, and cursed.

"Shit, that means..."

Kaminari whimpered lightly. He fucking whimpered.

"Sensei! Recovery Girl! Shit!"

Kaminari was rambling softly, "No, no dad! I promise I'm doing my best! I-"

His hands quickly move to cup his cheek and he mutters, "not enough, not enough... why?"

Bakugo watches in angry worry.

'What the fuck?!' his mind supplies.

Kaminari whispers, "I'm sorry dad!" and starts to tremble.

Katsuki is back to shouting for his teachers and silently praying they'll show up soon.

Denki starts to twitch and jerk as though trying to get away from something.

"Move! Move! Gotta move!" the blond murmurs.

A jerky movement and Kaminari screams!

Bakugo is horrified. He can't help the boy either. All he can do is stare.

Denki looks terrible. He is curled in on himself, shaking like a leaf, flinching and wincing every few seconds as though he was being hit. Tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, sobs ripping themselves from his throat.

Worst was his voice. He sounds broken, so broken. Words randomly dropping out. Self-deprecating words such as "too weak" and "pathetic". And begging such as "please stop!", "I'm sorry!" and worst of all "Dad it hurts! Stop! PLEASE!"

'Where the fuck are our teachers?!'

Aizawa slams the door open and runs inside.

'Speak of the devil and he shall appear, huh?'

"What's going on Bakugo?!"

"It's Dunceface! He started hyperventilating and trembling then he started to thrash like he was fighting something and then he started screaming and he acted like he was getting hit. And he started crying and begging and just now he went completely fucking limp! And sensei-"

"NO! Please dad, not the closet!" Kaminari whimpers as he struggles against nothing, He gives out a quiet gasp of pain before returning to his uneasy coma-like sleep.

Bakugo and Aizawa share a look, both clearly thinking the same thing.

'What the fuck?!'


Sorry if the characters seem to OOC!

... and for the long wait :)