Bakugo
"How's your wound, Kacchan? Does it still hurt?"
"Leave me alone."
"But Kacchan, your wound might be really bad, I'm just saying you need to make sure it's okay. I-I-I'M NOT SAYING YOU HAVE TO, JUST TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOURSELF. IT DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE TAKİNG BAD CARE OF YOURSELF,OF COURSE YOU'RE TAKİNG GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF, İN FACT YOU' RE TAKİNG VERY GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF. NO ONE CAN TAKE GOOD CARE OF THEMSELVES LIKE YOU-"
"Deku just SHUT UP."
"Oh!...Ok..."
***
After we ate breakfast, Mrs. Midoria left the house because she had work to do, leaving me home alone with the stupid cow...tch.
I didn't want to stay home with this idiot, so I left my breakfast halfway and headed for the door.
"Where are you going, Kacchan?"
I left the house without caring about what Deku said.
As I walked down the quiet street, I saw a bench and decided to sit down. My wound had been throbbing ever since I left Deku's house.The pain in my head was getting worse and worse. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to resist the pain. Because I had no other choice, my medicine had been left in the cow's house.
"Ahhh!!!"
My wound ached as if someone were stabbing me repeatedly with a knife, and it was becoming increasingly unbearable.
Tears were gathering in my eyes AHHH I CANNOT STAND THIS PAIN ANYMORE.
"Any person, anyone... help me... no matter who just help..."
I was lying on the ground, crying out in silent tears, begging for help.
How pathetic I am.
I should have never left Deku's house.
I hate this situation...
I hate everything...
I hate my life...
But when I think about it... The thing I hate the most is me...
My tears welled up as I remembered how disgusted I was with myself.The pain in my chest was indescribable.
I couldn't bear this pain anymore.
This pain... it's too much. It's not something I can keep buried deep anymore.
Why did I have to be like this...
***
Midoria
After Kachhan left the house, I cleared the table and washed the dishes.Kacchan seemed angrier than usual this morning.I'm not sure, he's always angry, but this morning he seemed more aggressive, probably because he was trying not to show it even though his wound was hurting a lot.
Ah, isn't that stupid? Sometimes I can never understand what he's thinking.
For example, this morning, he suddenly jumped on top of me and looked at me that way... Ahhhh, for God's sake, what am I thinking?
I was sure my face was as red as a tomato.
BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT, IT'S KACCHAN'S FAULT.
I was getting redder and sweatier.
...Sometimes my feelings for Kacchan start to get a little unclear.BUT I NEVER UNDERSTAND WHY.
"Calm down Izuku, Kacchan is just your closest FRIEND.There's nothing to worry about, it's his fault he acts weird sometimes and confuses you, not yours."
I continued tidying, and it felt good. This was the first time I'd ever done housework with such sincerity.
While I was cleaning up, I noticed a full medicine bag in the corner of the kitchen.
I left the kitchen cloth in my hand on the edge of the sink and picked up the bag.
!!!
"THESE ARE KACCHAN'S MEDICINES!!!"