꧁Bakugo Oneshots꧂

☁️ -【𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?】

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𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞:
꧁𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?꧂

𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬!
𝐀 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒 𝐓

𝐓𝐖:
𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄
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"You can't just keep pushing me away! That's not how this works!"

"I am NOT pushing you the fuck away!"

"Well that's what it feels like! All the damn time!"

You're standing there, fists clenched, gritted teeth, tears brimming.

Having a fight with your boyfriend was not what you needed right now. But somehow, it came up anyway, and you wished it would be resolved. You and Bakugo surprisingly never have fights this bad considering his aggressive motives.

He was pacing around his dorm room, you standing near the door. He was almost bursting with fury, you could practically see the steam erupting from his ears. God, you wanted to leave but you knew that wasn't an option.

Stopping in his tracks, "Trying to be a good hero by training and school doesn't make me try to fucking keep you out of my way! It's not like I don't like you!"

"I get that you want to be a hero, and so do I! But I'm not ignoring the people I love!"

The fight started because you felt angry, ignored and stressed. For a while now, you and Bakugo couldn't spend as much time together as a couple. Things like school and pursuing a dream of becoming a hero acted as the block between you two. But you felt that those things shouldn't get in the way. There was way to spend time together.

So you wanted to talk to him about it.

It was supposed to be a simple 'walk to his dorm and talk it out' kind of thing. But unfortunately, it escalated way too abruptly. It formed into an unwanted fight.

"I'm not fucking ignoring you! I see you every damn day! I don't get what your problem is!" He shouted as he walked towards you, running his hands through his blond hair.

You took small steps back, "You wanna know my fucking problem?! We don't spend as much time together anymore! We could've made time but, I guess fighting is a better way to spend it! Part of this is your fault." You yelled pointing a finger at him, feeling irritation boil in you.

He felt just as irritated as you, "What?! How is this shit MY FAULT?! Is everything my fault?!"

"I-I didn't say that! Both of us could've fixed this! We didn't need this fight in the first place!" You defended, still backing up as he kept walking towards you.

To be true, you felt a bit scared.

Of him.

The way he yelled at you made you want to sink into the floor and disappear. As a person, you couldn't stand loud yelling. Not the regular type of 'Bakugo yelling', but the type where it has hatred and foulness laced through.

You expected because of how grumpy Bakugo can be, he might yell at you like this at least once in the relationship. But you didn't think it'd be so soon.

Now you were backed up against his door, Bakugo standing in front of you. He kept his angry scowl across his face, somehow it seemed angrier. You could basically feel the unpleasant aura around him. Nervousness was building up inside of you, but you had to keep yourself together.

You knew he would never ever hit you on purpose, fully having his trust.

"I don't know why this has to be such a big fucking problem! You're the one who started yelling in the first place!" His voice increasing in volume.

"What the hell am I supposed to do?! Of course things are going to get in the way, what'd you expect?! We can work it out but you don't have to freak OUT!" He protested, violently raising his hands to his head.

When he raised his hands, you mistook it for something else. You thought he was going hit you from instinct. And you ended up.. flinching. The worst kind. You flinched so hard that you almost fell to the floor. Your tough demeanour instantly crumbling down.

And cue the tears.

You looked up at him, while tears streamed down your cheeks. Crouched down against the door, he looked at you with an unreadable emotion. Nothing like you've ever seen. You were scared, but not of him. Of what he was thinking.

Would he think you're scared of him? Would he ask what happened in your past? Would he be mad? Would he-

"Did.. did you think I was going to hurt you?"

He took a step back, not wanting to startle you more. Confusion, nervousness, fury and sadness was surging through his body. He knew he would never do such a horrible thing, and you knew that too. Why did you flinch? Is he that aggressive? Did you always feel like this? He desperately needed an answer.

"𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?"

Those words struck you.

That question could open up a can of worms. You started to softly sob, rapidly wiping your eyes. "Well I just- I don't think-" there was a huge mental block that kept you from bringing up what really caused this. It was just too much for you.

"Is it me Y/n? Are you.. scared of me?" He spoke surprisingly soft. He just hoped the answer wasn't what he thought it was. He could feel his chest tighten in anticipation.

Tears stopping immediately as your eyes widened, "No! It wasn't you! I promise none of this was your fault. In fact, I brought this fight on myself. I shouldn't have freaked out like that." You never wanted him thinking that, you flinched on instinct.

Bakugo could tell that you were avoiding the question. "Hey I shouldn't have yelled like that, that was my part. But I'm going to ask you again." His eyebrows furrowing, "Who the hell hurt you?"

He could see the fear in your eyes, his full of fury for who was responsible. The look you gave off instantly told him you didn't want any part in telling him what happened.

"Look, I really don't want to get into it. It's just to much for me right now. When I'm ready I'll tell you, ok..?" You sighed, standing up and approaching him.

"That's fine by me, just please know that I would never intentionally hurt you on purpose in any damn way." Bakugo asserted. He wants you to know that he would never do such a thing.

"I know." You promised. "There was never a time that I did think that, don't worry." You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around his back. He unhesitatingly swaddled his arms around your back as well.

Being in his arms made you feel safe. The warmth of his comfort blanketed you. This type of feeling made you aware that he was meant for you. You felt loved. You felt safe. You felt like nothing else seemed to matter.

Just the blessed feeling of being..

Wanted.

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