My Guardian Angel || BnhaVarious x Reader (fem)

Chapter 58

After everything that happened with Nighteye, everyone had begun to pack up to return back to the U.A dorms. It was very hard for everyone in that moment when he died. And they all felt horrible. [Name] felt helpless. She could've healed him. She could've done so much better to help Nighteye. But she couldn't. She felt so weak. As she was packing up her bag, she stopped for a moment. Her hair covering her face as she remembered the last events that had taken place.

Its okay... [L/N]... Don't try and hurt yourself for me... an already dying man that cannot escape his death. But the way I see it... you all will become greater heroes. Than anyone else... this is the only future... that shouldn't be changed.

Her teeth grinder against each other in anger. At herself. Why did she have to be so weak? A single tear left her eye as it fell down her cheek and onto the neatly made hospital bed. She tightened her grip as she held her clothes.

A knock came at the door and she quickly sniffed and wiped away her tears.

"Come in." She called out as her voice slightly cracked at the end. She cursed at herself for sounding like that. The door opened and revealed a familiar red head. He came in and looked upon her features.

"Hey [Name]. Just wanted to see how you're doing." Kirishima stated as he walked to her side with his duffle bag on his shoulder. She gave him a small smile and put her torn up uniform into her bag and zipped it back up.

"I'm fine." You stated simply. He knew you were grieving over Nighteye's death. And he couldn't help but feel pain as well. He was a hero that saved people from villains that would go around and terrorize poor people. He didn't deserve to do. And it angered Kirishima.

"Look, I know you are upset about Nighteye's death. But, he died a hero." You stopped and looked back down at the bed.

"I know. But... I could've done something.... if I weren't so weak-"

"Stop talking."

"Eijiro I'm serious."

"And so am I. You did everything you could. And he is thankful for that. Its not your fault." She growled under her breath. The voice had been eating away at her ever since he died. She couldn't help but think it was her fault he was dead. And that she could be capable of saving him. He could be recovering right now. But no, she was too weak and helpless to even save a hero's life.

"It is my fault. I had the power to save him. He could be alive right now. But because of me being so weak, he's dead......because of me." Her voice broke at the end. Kirishima placed his hands upon her shoulders. She looked up with tears already spilling from her eyes. It broke his heart seeing the usual happy and cheerful girl he knew crying in front of him.

"You listen to me right now," He said. "You are not weak. You are not helpless. You are so much more than that and we all know it. You are special."

"How??" She asked. "How can someone like me be special?? What is so special about me?? I don't even understand why I am the one with this quirk. I don't deserve it. I should be quirkless. Maybe he'd be alive if I was. Maybe everyone else would be okay and happy without me in the picture-!" Before she could say anything else, Kirishima pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her neck, a small gasp escaping her lips. She was shocked at what he had just done and fell into a state of being flustered.

"Don't you dare say that ever again. If something were to happen to you, I don't know what everybody would do. I don't now what I'd do with myself. We all need you in our lives. Midoriya needs you. Bakugo needs you. Your father needs you. I need you. You saved Eri. You gave her hope. So please, don't say stuff like that again." His words were so heartwarming, yet so sad. She could tell that he was crying because his sniffs and her uniform blazer becoming wet. All of her emotions got the better of her. So she felt the tears fall down freely from her (e/c) orbs. She felt love. Having one of her dearest friends telling her that she was good enough. She did deserve to be here. She was worth it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let her tears fall down. But her tears weren't of sadness, for the first time in a while, they were tears of happiness and joy. A small smile formed onto her lips.