Darkside (BkDK)

~~** Where is Morpheus when you need him? **~~

The Baku-Squad was gathered around Mina's desk as Class 2A waited for their homeroom caterpillar to arrive. The friends noticed their unofficial leader had been off his game the last week and while each was concerned, their resident redhead could no longer ignore the shift.

"Hey, is everything ok with you bro?" Kirisima couldn't say he was totally over the stronger feelings he harbored for his best friend yet but he was doing his best to accept that the blonde was happy with Izuku. Seeing his two Bros happy was more important to him than making everyone uncomfortable with his own disappointment. Or so he told himself. But sulking around and being gloomy about something you couldn't control isn't manly so he didn't want to linger on any negative emotions.

"Fine." The curt response might not seem out of place to anyone who had ever interacted with the explosion quirk user but the almost sad expression on his usually angry face surely would. Leaning closer, Sero sniffed the air in front of the semi mute youth.

"You guys smell that?" Ashido, Eijiro, Denki, and Kyouka all replicated the raven haired boy's action before staring at him somewhat puzzled. Looking up from the table-top to lock eyes with the tape quirk user Bakugo began to dawn his more typical scowl. He had an idea where this was going. "Smells like bullshit to me." Yep, he was right.

The feisty teen would have exploded his supposed friend's face then and there if it weren't for the timely entrance of one erasure quirk user currently in his pupa state.

Standing up, Katsuki turned to vacate Ojiro's desk and head to his own but before walking away he growled to his crew. "Fuck off tape face, nothing's wrong with me."

Totes believable.

The shorter-tempered half of the 'Wonder Duo' was exhausted. And groggy. Term two classes so far had been fine and the increased training was nothing he wasn't used to by now but he was starting to have trouble sleeping again. With the exception of the week they all visited home, he hadn't used his sleeping pills since he and Midoriya came out as a couple to the class almost two months ago. In the dorms they had started spending almost every night together so he had no need of the horrible little things.

At least that WAS the case. Today was Tuesday and the pair had not slept in the same bed since the previous Thursday. Not for lack of want on Katsuki's part, but because the greenette seemed to be avoiding it. And it was seriously pissing the classes Attack Pomeranian off.

Was he mad that his freckled boyfriend seemed to be avoiding him? Absolutely. But That wasn't the bigger issue. What really rankled the moody youth was that his counterpart simply would NOT tell him why.

The blonde confronted his partner late into the night after their internship last week when Izuku jolted out of bed in a cold sweat for the seventh night in a row. As Katsuki tried to soothe his panicked looking boyfriend the greenette refused to talk about it or even acknowledge that he had a nightmare at all. Just like every evening prior since the night they started. Every time the boy insisted he just heard a startling noise. Which was of course, complete bullshit. Bakugo was far too familiar with the effects of frequent nightmares to not notice what they were doing to his Bunny.

Anyone could see how the usually peppy youth was beginning to develop some Shinso worthy dark circles under his emerald colored eyes. Eyes that were definitely missing some of their usual luster. Not that the same couldn't be said about his ruby-eyed counterpart.

Together the pair was beginning to resemble Zombies more than vital teenage Hero trainees.

Katsuki hated the sleeping pills he had been prescribed last year so he could live in the dorms safely. Yes, they helped him to get to sleep and more importantly to stay asleep with no night terrors to trigger his quirk, but it came at a cost. He was always groggy the next day until nearly lunchtime and though he didn't dream he felt almost numb afterwards. Like he had seen something terrible that his mind was trying to protect him from. It always made him super fun to be around the next morning. More so than usual.