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“Dunceface! Open your fucking eyes!”
Bakugo takes in several large breaths, peaking his head around the corner of the alleyway, ducking back behind the brick at the sound of an explosion. He looks down at the body laying on his lap. The once white shirt was stained red and +
Bakugo takes in several large breaths, peaking his head around the corner of the alleyway, ducking back behind the brick at the sound of an explosion. He looks down at the body laying on his lap. The once white shirt was stained red and +
charred black. The jacket they were wearing had long since been discarded. Bakugo wrings his numb hand out, fumbling with the wrist piece and unlatching it from their arm. He throws it away from them before making sure the electric hero was still awake. +
“Hey! You can’t die on me, Kaminari!” Bakugo shouts, hoping the noise would keep the blond’s brain active. “Backup’s almost here!”
Kaminari tries lift their head but barely gets a centimeter from Bakugo’s lap before they relax back on his thighs. “K-Kir—“
“He’s on his way, +
Kaminari tries lift their head but barely gets a centimeter from Bakugo’s lap before they relax back on his thighs. “K-Kir—“
“He’s on his way, +
just keep your eyes open, Denki!” Bakugo felt his heart sink in his chest as Kaminari’s eyes grow dull and hazy, the sparks from their quirk fizzing out.
“Bakugo...” Kaminari wheezes, their body tensing as bursts of pain echoed throughout their body. “Please...”
“Bakugo...” Kaminari wheezes, their body tensing as bursts of pain echoed throughout their body. “Please...”
Bakugo stares at the blond, unable to say anything as they cough, blood dripping onto Bakugo’s clothes but he doesn’t mind. “I nee-need eiji—“
“I know! I know! But he’s not here right now so you have to stay alive so you can get whatever you need out to him! Okay?”
“I know! I know! But he’s not here right now so you have to stay alive so you can get whatever you need out to him! Okay?”
Bakugo was desperate, not wanting to see the person that took his best friend’s heart die in his arms. Kirishima would never forgive him.
If only he saw the shot before he heard it. If only he wasn’t struggling with his own fight like a weakling. If only Denki +
If only he saw the shot before he heard it. If only he wasn’t struggling with his own fight like a weakling. If only Denki +
yelled for help sooner. If only.
“Bak... bakugo, please,” Kaminari whimpers, raising their hand limply. Bakugo takes it, tightening his hold. He needed to make sure Kaminari felt it. He need to make sure they stayed alive. “I can’t.”
“Bak... bakugo, please,” Kaminari whimpers, raising their hand limply. Bakugo takes it, tightening his hold. He needed to make sure Kaminari felt it. He need to make sure they stayed alive. “I can’t.”
“LIKE HELL YOU CAN’T!” Bakugo screams, his voice straining and cracking. He didn’t want to witness this death, not this one. Not ever. Tears welled up but never fell.
“Give... give this,” Kaminari chokes, patting their chest wildly before struggling with a necklace. +
“Give... give this,” Kaminari chokes, patting their chest wildly before struggling with a necklace. +
Bakugo helped them take it out from under their shirt. It was a ring. “Pl-please?” Kaminari whispers, their cheeks wet with fresh tears. Bakugo was holding in his cries. He had to do this for them. He knew nothing could help. They were bleeding too much.
“Okay, okay I will.”
“Okay, okay I will.”
Bakugo rips the ring off of Kaminari’s neck. “But you’re holding it until he gets here. No way in hell am I proposing for you!” Bakugo stuffs the ring in Kaminari’s free hand, their other hands still together.
“C’ma-C’mon man...” Kaminari stutters, letting out a small laugh.
“C’ma-C’mon man...” Kaminari stutters, letting out a small laugh.
“Y-you’re hold-ing my hand... but you-you can’t... help me—“ Kaminari was cut off by a cough jerking through their body. Bakugo sighs, swallowing the lump in his throat.
“I’m not helping you cause you’re doing it yourself dumbass.” Bakugo keeps his eye on his friends face +
“I’m not helping you cause you’re doing it yourself dumbass.” Bakugo keeps his eye on his friends face +
making sure they weren’t going off too soon.
It was his fault. It was his fault. It was his fault. His fault. His fault. His fault. Bakugo is the reason for the man dying in his lap. He let Kaminari get shot and it’s all his fault.
“Yo-you—“
“Shut the hell up +
It was his fault. It was his fault. It was his fault. His fault. His fault. His fault. Bakugo is the reason for the man dying in his lap. He let Kaminari get shot and it’s all his fault.
“Yo-you—“
“Shut the hell up +
dunceface. You’re not going anywhere so no need for goodbyes.” Bakugo was clinging onto the tension around his hand that Kaminari was giving. It was the only thing keeping him tied to the fact that they’re not gone yet. Kaminari smiles.
“Tr-truth hurts, doesn-... nt it?”
“Tr-truth hurts, doesn-... nt it?”
Kaminari watches with hooded lids as Bakugo squeezes his eyes shut, shaking his head. “Did..nt kn-know I meant that... much to you.”
“You’re my best friend’s partner, sparky, of course you mean that much to me,” Bakugo whispers, his heart starting to race as+
“You’re my best friend’s partner, sparky, of course you mean that much to me,” Bakugo whispers, his heart starting to race as+
Kaminari’s eyes close and shoulder relax. “Kaminari! Wake the hell up!” Bakugo squeezes their hand over and over. His breaths grow fast and shallow as Kaminari’s grip grows limp. “WAKE UP!”
“Bakugo!” He didn’t hear the scream for his name, intent on shaking and +
“Bakugo!” He didn’t hear the scream for his name, intent on shaking and +
squeezing Kaminari’s form. Bakugo hated goodbyes but he hated it even more when his last words to someone weren’t good enough.
He places Kaminari on the ground, putting his hands on their chest and starting cpr. His eyes leaking tears as he grew tired.
He places Kaminari on the ground, putting his hands on their chest and starting cpr. His eyes leaking tears as he grew tired.
He couldn’t do it.
“BAKUGO!” The blond clenches his jaw, ignoring his wet cheeks and stands up. He steps away from the body as pro hero’s and lights shine at him. “Bakugo! Where’s Kaminari?”
They couldn’t recognize the body in the ground. Or rather, they didn’t want to.
“BAKUGO!” The blond clenches his jaw, ignoring his wet cheeks and stands up. He steps away from the body as pro hero’s and lights shine at him. “Bakugo! Where’s Kaminari?”
They couldn’t recognize the body in the ground. Or rather, they didn’t want to.
“Where’s Red?” Bakugo asks, voice gravelly and quiet. The pro hero glances down at the body and swallows thickly.
“He’s here... on his way.”
Bakugo nods, staying silent as the medics take over the scene, covering Kaminari’s body with a body bag.
“He’s here... on his way.”
Bakugo nods, staying silent as the medics take over the scene, covering Kaminari’s body with a body bag.
“Katsuki?” Kirishima was quiet, finding his friend staring into nothing while holding an ice pack to his chest. “Where’s Denki?” Kirishima asks, his voice timid and scared. Everyone had been giving him looks of remorse and pity. Bakugo looked away from the void and +
at Kirishima who was shaking his head at him, pleading him to say they were in the hospital and not in that body bag that had a piece of Kaminari’s suit next to it.
“Please, Bakugo, please don’t tell me...”
Bakugo knew if he tried to speak, nothing would come out.
“Please, Bakugo, please don’t tell me...”
Bakugo knew if he tried to speak, nothing would come out.
He lifted his free hand, holding out the ring Kaminari had made sure he got. That was all it took for Kirishima to pop. Falling against the wall and sliding down to the ground. Sobs wracked his body, hands covering his face. Bakugo didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t stand to
see Kirishima in pain but he knew if he tried to help he would just push him away.
And besides Bakugo knew it was his fault. He was wreckless and stupid and let Kaminari take on a fight he knew they couldn’t. It was his fault that his best friend is heartbroken.
And besides Bakugo knew it was his fault. He was wreckless and stupid and let Kaminari take on a fight he knew they couldn’t. It was his fault that his best friend is heartbroken.
It’s his fault that Kirishima has to go home to an empty house. It’s his fault that Kaminari had to die in his arms. It‘s his fault that their death wasn’t what it was supposed to be. It’s his fault that thousands lost a good hero. It‘s his fault that so many people lost a friend
It was still his fault a week later at the funeral when Sero got drunk and blamed everything on him. It was still his fault three weeks after that Kirishima took a tumble and suffered a head injury. It was still his fault when he watched his best friend have to +
go through physical therapy to walk again. It was his fault Red Riot wasn’t a hero anymore. It was his fault for not being prepared to lose someone close to him.
It was his fault the guilt was eating him alive from the inside out and he was letting it.
It was his fault the guilt was eating him alive from the inside out and he was letting it.
