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They did it, they managed to bring izuku back to UA. Although the pain on his face doesn’t make it feel like much of a victory. After the crowd has calmed down, thanks to Ururaka, Izuku was finally able to rest.Everyone brought Izuku to his room. He was far too exhausted to be embarrassed at the vulnerability and attention.“Get some rest man, we can kill you later” Kirishima joked comically.Everyone begins saying their temporary goodbyes to Deku for some deserved rest. He is filthy, but yet again, too exhausted to even care.The group starts separating off to their own nightly routines. There just stands Bakugo. For some reason, he couldn’t just leave.He and Izuku stands alone by the front door of Izuku’s dorm, surprised it was still there.“Kachaan?” he looks confused yet concerned.Bakugo stands there for a minute. Picking what he’s going to say next.“I..I’ll leave soon just, making sure you get inside”The concern on his voice makes Izuku a bit shocked. He isn’t use to this, at all.Oh, I see. he thinks to himself as he pieces it together. Kachaan wants to make sure Izuku doesn’t leave again. He can’t leave. He just can’t, he’d lose it, and that is something Izuku can’t gamble on, not on his own friend. His best friend.Izuku lets it be as he opens his door hesitantly. The room is just as he left it, although the only source of light is the bright moon shining through the thin curtains only halfway closed.Izuku slowly walks forward, as if it’s new territory, he takes it all in.He takes it all in.Everything.Bakugo shuts the door behind him, staring at his broken friend, strange to call him his friend, although it really wasn’t strange at all, and he knew that.The silence is comforting, the light of the moon inside of Izuku’s dorm, warm.Izuku stares at his room, no expression.It’s quiet.He takes everything in.Tears begin stirring into Izuku’s eyes. Vision blurry like when he was sobbing in the rain, begging to be saved by the ones he loved.Izuku drops on his knees, it’s hitting him all at once. God it hurts. Izuku doesn’t realize he’s whispering this out loud. It hurts. I was saved, but it hurtsBakugo took in what he was seeing, his legs working faster than his head. He throws himself on the floor besides Deku, holding him so tight.His reaction was incredibly fast. Like he was ready for this.“How stupid” Izuku sobs. “How could I be this fucking stupid”“I-i let you guys feel the need to save me.” he is barely audible from the gasps of air. But Bakugo hears every word. He lets him continue, reluctantly.“I cant take it, not like this ” he gasps. “Is this what it’s always going to be like? Always need saving? Can I really do this? I can’t do this, i-…i- might be strong but”“That’s all I am.”That’s all I am.Fuck.
He is so much more than that. He has no idea. Bakugo wants to scream at him.At this point he can’t speak anymore, letting the tears tighten his throat faster and faster.Bakugo is terrified. He has never thought this boy, in a million years, would look so miserable, he took all of Deku’s smiles for granted because right now, a smile of his could change the world, or at least that’s what he feels like.“Dek-..Izuku” he says as he continues to hold Izuku on the floor of his dorm. All Might posters everywhere, the beacon of peace, the light in our world, has come to this. This poor boy, his, poor boy, more broken than he’d ever comprehend possible for someone with such compassion and love.Bakugo feels as if he’s holding on for dear life. Eyes tightly shut. He’s wanted to hold Izuku just like this, ever since they found him. Nothing he can say right now will solve anything, nothing he can say will bounce Izuku right up, nothing can magically fix this, but damnit, he will fucking try, because Izuku would do the same.“Izuku” he says flatly.“Izuku look at me” he demands rather gently but stern.After a while, Izuku finally opens his red and swollen eyes. So beautiful. Bakugo thinks to himself. even with all that pain, you’re so damn beautiful.“I didn’t come with everyone to find you” he explains, hot tears running down his face. “I came with everyone to pick up where we left off.” he continues to explain.“I- I don’t get it-““Just listen.”Izuku shakingly gives him all his attention.“I don’t care how you think you’re feeling or whatever it may be that you’re trying to overcome”…”I refuse to let anything change the way I think of you”Izuku stayed quiet.“I knew we’d find you” he continued. “But I wasn’t going to let things change. Things were going to continue the way we left off, because I know that’s what your damn self wants the most. Did you think we’d let you ruin yourself as we stand on the side and change with you? Fuck, Izuku, we’re your friends, i’m your friend, things will be the same because that’s the way it should be. Whether you’re emotionally stupid or jumping with glee, we won’t ever look at you differently, you hear me damnit!” Bakugo begins picking up his volume.Izuku is speechless. He’s too exhausted. This final episode of his was his last straw, he couldn’t stay awake, he was beyond exhausted and even more scared, scared and broken, but not enough to be tossed out into the dump, he can be fixed, but it’ll take more than super glue. He has his friends, but right now he only sees them as classmates. Right now he sees Bakugo, holding him, it was strange but he craved it, he craved Bakugo’s touch, his effection, and right now, Bakugo felt like Bakugo, and not a classmate.Izuku didn’t say anything. Anything at all. Instead he tightened the hug, crying though stabilized, the shaking has subsided. Now he just needed his touch, him. And only him.Bakugo noticed this, and tightened the hug even tighter, scared that if he let go, Izuku will be gone forever.They sit there for a while.Bakugo noticing the way Izuku’s eyes start to shutter open and closed.“Alright..” Bakugo gives in“Get in bed, you’ve had enough crying you big baby”Izuku finds comfort in his insults.“Yeah” Izuku whispers, yet still audible. “Yeah you’re right”Izuku finally gets in his bed, melting into the comfort of his mattress, a feeling he hasn’t felt in what feels like years.Bakugo watches Izuku. He reluctantly starts walking towards the door, prepared to leave for the night.“W-wait..” Bakugo stops. “Kachaan can you,,please, I just..need the company”Bakugo knows exactly what the boy needs right now. And he is more than grateful it’s him.“Dammit.” he lets go of the door knob. “Only tonight. You’re lucky I can’t say no right now” Bakugo pretends.He shuffles his way into the bed with Izuku, he can still feel his shaking, he knows he’s still crying, but yet he’s calm.They don’t say a word.Izuku puts his arms around Bakugo, the comfort and warmth of him was the only thing calming him down right now. Bakugo, a bit surprised at the gesture, instantly melts into his arms and puts his chin on Izuku’s head, with the other boys head in Bakugo’s chest, so close he can hear his heartbeat increase.And just like that, Izuku is out.He’s exactly where he’s supposed to be.