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Bakugou ends up with Uraraka by 3rd year and Deku is crushed by it. He always thought Uraraka liked him back so he starts trying to figure out /where/ he went wrong. What did he do to make her go with the boy that fucking hated him?
He couldn’t connect the dots. It was all a big, stupid random mess that Deku couldn’t stop stressing about. Did Uraraka hate him now? Did kacchan somehow convince her that he wasn’t worthy of being a hero. These were thoughts that kept a boy up at night.
He tried to not make it affect his training in any way. He needed to stay focused on his hero work, he couldnt stress about some stupid crush the whole time. Plus they were happy, right? They were still friends! As long as she’s happy hes happy right? He should be /happy/ for her
So then /WHY/ did it piss him off? Why did it keep him up at night making him feel alone and shitty? Why was he not good enough? Why didn’t he say something in their first year? Why did he even think he had a chance? Why did he think he could win her over /Bakugou!/
Deku had to leave his class for a “bathroom break”. Thankfully Present Mic let him go during his lesson, that was rare.
He shot up out of his seat and darted out of the classroom from the back door. He needed to breathe. To calm himself down for a second.
He shot up out of his seat and darted out of the classroom from the back door. He needed to breathe. To calm himself down for a second.
He leaned over the sink when he got to the bathroom and laid his head in his hands, gripping at his own hair tightly. Fuck, he needed to calm down. Stop overthinking and accept everything! Why the hell was he so stressed out?!
“Fuck..” he placed a hand over his mouth quickly.
“Fuck..” he placed a hand over his mouth quickly.
All this stress, worrying, it was making him sick. He needed to breathe and go hydrate somewhere so he didn’t actually throw up.
“..Midoriya? Hey, man are you okay?” He heard Kirishima’s voice and looked up in shock. Why wasn’t he in class? Present Mic never let two people leave at once.
“Uh..yeah. I’m fine. I’m good. Sorry I’ll go, I didn’t realize how long I’d been in here. S-sorry-“
“Uh..yeah. I’m fine. I’m good. Sorry I’ll go, I didn’t realize how long I’d been in here. S-sorry-“
“Hey man..it’s fine, I told Present Mic I needed to go to the bathroom and at first he wouldn’t let me so I had to tell him if I didn’t go I would end up pissing my pants, heh..I came to check if you were okay.” Kiri placed a hand on his shoulder, noticing how sick Deku looked.
“Kir..ishima i..” Deku threw his hand back over his mouth but couldn’t keep it back anymore. He put his head down and threw up on the floor in front of him, thankfully Kirishima stepped back before he could get anything on him.
There was something strange about it though..
There was something strange about it though..
Deku tasted blood and his lungs suddenly felt clogged. He threw up again and panted heavily after.
When he looked up to apologize to Kirishima, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. That’s normal, he was just almost thrown up on.
“Deku..how long has this been going on?”
When he looked up to apologize to Kirishima, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. That’s normal, he was just almost thrown up on.
“Deku..how long has this been going on?”
“H..huh?” Midoriya was incredibly confused, but then he realized he was talking about him getting sick.
“It’s just because of stress, this is the first time I promise!” Deku chuckled nervously and looked down at the puddle of..petals. Blood, vomit and pretty pink flower petals.
“It’s just because of stress, this is the first time I promise!” Deku chuckled nervously and looked down at the puddle of..petals. Blood, vomit and pretty pink flower petals.
“Oh..o-oh god.” Deku could barely get out words, he was so shocked and confused. He thought that dumb love flower thing, whatever it was called, was fake.
“..hey. It’s okay.” Kirishima moved his hand from Deku’s shoulder and moved some of his own hair that covered his neck.
“..hey. It’s okay.” Kirishima moved his hand from Deku’s shoulder and moved some of his own hair that covered his neck.
Midoriya looked up to see what the hell Kirishima could be doing until he finally saw it. There was a small green vine from the back of kiri’s neck just traveling upwards and resting on the crook of his neck. It wasn’t too noticeable and his hair covered it up, lucky for him.
If you looked close enough, you could see a small orange flower bud and maybe a few thorns threatening to come out of it.
“..kacchan?”
“Ochako?”
“..yeah.” They both spoke at the same time and sighed. They were fucked.
“..kacchan?”
“Ochako?”
“..yeah.” They both spoke at the same time and sighed. They were fucked.
After class, another, lunch, then the rest of the classes for the day, Midoriya found himself in Kirishima’s dorm. They had been there for just minutes but it felt like they’d been staring at each other for hours.
“What is it that you uhm..wanna talk about, Kirishima-kun?”
“What is it that you uhm..wanna talk about, Kirishima-kun?”
