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Bakugou jolts awake. Heaving for air, gripping tightly at the fabric at his hands. His eyes dart around the room accessing his surroundings meanwhile also trying to adjust his vision to the dimly lit room. He's alone in a small room. It's rather minimalist and cold. His hands are holding onto thin white sheets and there's soft beeping coming from his sides. The window on his left had open blinds, it's dark outside.Hospital.Wonderful really. He pulls off the sheets and starts disconnecting himself from the medical equipment not wanting to stay there a second longer. How did he even get here? He doesn’t have a physical injury at least that is from what he can tell, unless the nurse lady had already come by to fix him while he was seemingly knocked out. Did his parents know he was there?He manages to take a few steps before his head starts pounding forcing him to stop and lean against the wall. “ROOM 229!” He hears someone shout down the hallway a set of footsteps headed towards him. They barge in frantically, one of the nurses rushing to his side inspecting him despite the protests at the other prodding at him. “He’s okay. He just disconnected himself from the equipment.” The nurse finally speaks. “Bakugou!” A familiar voice called out to him. Bakugou looks over the nurses shoulder to see Kirishima excusing himself past the people who were exiting the room. “Bakugou!” Kirishima sounded relieved wrapping his arms around the blonde. “What are you doing out of the bed? C'mon we gotta make sure you're okay, we gotta-“ He’s cut off weakly being pushed back by the other boy. “Stop grabbing at me damnit!” Bakugou’s voice comes out scratchy barely heard by the other two in the room with him even with their close distance. “Uhm. . . .Bakugou?” “What’re you doing here? What am I doing here?” “C'mon man just sit down for a second. You can't even stand properly, you need to rest.” Kirishima helps him back to the bed, the nurse quietly connecting back on a few machines. Warning Bakugou not to try and try to leave without their knowledge. “We gotta get you cleared so we can go back to the dorms. It's been a long day already, just rest for now, okay? We can talk about what happened when we get back.” Kirishima stands looking out the hospital window.“Why the fuck am I here?”“I-No-WE were worried about you! You wouldn’t wake up. . . ““You guys got attacked by a villain during your work study. . . Fat Gum and a few others got called to the scene for backup and by the time we got there you were already knocked out! I could barely feel your pulse! I had to carry you all the to this stupid hospital! Praying that I wasn’t carrying back my best friend's corpse in my arms!” Kirishima now stood at the foot of the bed, eyes glossed over clearly holding back tears if the strangled words weren’t proof enough. What the hell even happened during the attack?
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6:27 am Bakugou and a few others are sitting around a table, discussing the objectives for the day. They are put into pairs and sent out to patrol the streets. 11:19 am A majority of the agency is called back in urgently, including Bakugou and his patrol partner. Someone had anonymously tipped an attack supposed to take place later in the day. They formulate a plan. 2:48 pm Everyone is anxiously waiting for the attack to happen. Ready to jump into action and stop the villains. 4:12 pm
The attack starts. 4:35 pmThey overestimated themselves and their ability to bring down the villain. Multiple heroes down. Civilian casualties seem to be high. Destruction of the property grows. Everyone is overwhelmed. Backup is called. Chaos everywhere. 4:37 pm Bakugou is on the floor after a harsh hit by the villain. 4:40 pmThe Fat Gum agency and other backups arrive at the scene. 4:58 pmKirishima finds Bakugou unconscious under rubble. 5:52 pmThe attack ends. The villains were brought down. Ambulances and Hero Emergency Teams arrive at the scenes. They look for cadavers and the living. 12:25 amBakugou has been in surgery for the past five hours. Kirishima sits alone in the waiting area. 3:48 am Present. __________“So, how are you feeling?” Kirishima sits stiffly at the edge of the hospital bed. Playing with his fingers. Not sure how to fill the silence between the two.“Like shit.” Bakugou scrolls through the news reports on his phone. He secretly peeks at Kirishima's hands and rolls his eyes. Kirishima lets out a soft snort. “Well, you seemed perfectly capable of trying to escape the hospital. The painkillers must be wearing off. We can try asking the doctor for more if you-“ “What happened in the attack?” “Nothing much. The backup and pros handled ‘em real quick. You guys sure overestimated yourselves this time.” __________During the 10 minutes that Kirishima had been looking for Bakugou under the rubble, a villain had approached him. Kirishima doesn't know what the villain was doing or did before he got there. The villain was just standing in front of Bakugou’s body. Kirishima watched silently. Quietly inching closer to the two. While he watched the interaction the villain seemed almost anxious from what he could tell. Objectively speaking they looked weak. But from experience, the weakest-looking ones turned out to be some of the strongest. He had to assess the situation. He didn't want to accidentally startle the villain while they were near Bakugou’s unconscious body. That could be dangerous. What if they had a hidden weapon or complicated quirk that easily allowed harm to be caused to the other party. Were there others around?
An ambush?
Why do they seem so anxious?
Why is he just standing there?
Another kidnapping attempt?
Quirk.
What is their quirk?
Could they already be using their quirk and could he not see it?
An illusion? Though he also had to act quickly, not knowing Bakugou's condition is a problem. He looked pretty roughed up. He could be in a serious condition needing medical attention as soon as possible. So many factors, so many outcomes of the situation. “Hey, kid!” Two heads snapped to look at where the voice came from. Fat Gum waved at him. Still quite a distance away.A part of him is relieved.There's shuffling behind him. He turns to look back at where Bakugou’s body was. He makes eye contact with the villain. Anger.A gun is pulled and pointed at Bakugou’s head. “Stop!”The villain's hands are trembling. Hesitance. “...No?”Hesitance.“I have to.”Anger? Kirishima could practically feel the stranger's emotions switch rapidly.Fuck. Any uncalculated movements and the trigger is pulled. Bakugou ends up dead. “I have to! You...you don't know what you’re talking about. You don't know anything!”Tamaki’s octopus arm slaps the gun out of the villain's hand. The villain is frozen in place. Kirishima runs to Bakugou’s side with the distraction. Too busy attending his friend to pay mind to the very much still armed villain behind him.He feels a small sting. A large gash in from shoulder to elbow. The adrenaline kicks in. “I'll deal with him,” Tamaki says chasing after the villain.“Please be okay…” He holds Bakugou carefully and closely to his chest. Setting off towards Fat Gum. There should be a tent set up nearby with medical assistance. For a second he wonders if he should just run off to the nearest hospital on foot.