Can We Just Be Us? | KiriBaku

Red- 97

Bakugou pov
Red. There he was, sitting right in front of me. The missing part of my life, the missing part of me, was only a couple feet away. Despite the noise coming from my old classmates, I could only focus on him. His stunning eyes that I lost myself in so many times looked down to the ground, away from me. Thankfully, his hair remained the same, as did his face; it still had that youthfulness to it. Even though he was sitting, I could tell he was now bigger than me, taller and fitter. I felt so many different emotions, so many different things I wanted to do; leaving would be the easiest. Seeing Eijirou again killed me, because I was seeing something I had lost. It seemed he was just as aware of me as I was him; his silence said it all. I knew that coming was a mistake, but there was no going back. I didn't want to speak, not at all really. Staying quiet would have been easy, just occasionally talking to Mina; but of course; "So Katsuki, tell us, what's life like for the famous Ground Zero?" I stiffened, turning to Tenya. I hated small talk, especially when doing it in front of Eijirou. I quickly glanced at him, seeing that Tenya's question had got his attention. The fact was, I hadn't done much, and I had no idea how to make it interesting.
"It's- okay I guess." In that moment I realised how bland my life was, I really didn't have anything to add on. Thankfully, I had Mina.
"Oh come on Katsuki, don't make it sound like you just sit in some gross bar all night drinking, god no-" I felt her side eye, "Katsuki and I work a lot, in fact only a couple weeks ago we saved all them hostages-"
"Oh I heard about that, congratulations you guys." Smiled Denki. Then, suddenly, it was the first time hearing his voice in two years.
"And what's life like for you, Mina?" Asked Eijirou with a forced smile. His voice, despite sounding optimistic, had a shakiness to it.
"Oh, hey Eijirou, well- let's see, Uchida and I recently moved in together-" I looked around, seeing everyone's reactions.
"You two- you two are dating?"Eijirou stumbled with his words, clearly shocked. Mina just nodded with a smile.
"Yeah, for almost like, seven months now?"
"And what about you Kacchan, have you been seeing anyone?" Of course Deku had to ask. I tensed up, panicking on what to say. I didn't want Eijirou thinking I was still heartbroken over him, especially since he had clearly moved on with Cupid. So, I panicked.
"Well, no- but I'm, like playing the field, I've been going on a few dates recently- in fact," I wished I could've stopped. "I'm on some dating sites." I wanted to throw up. Why did I say that? Clearly Mina thought the same, since she gave me the dirtiest look. Making sure I wouldn't look at Eijirou, I kept my eyes fixed on the surprises face of Deku.
"Oh, err- wow Kacchan, that's- great."

Most of the group had dispersed, either checking out the house, getting food, until eventually there were a group of boys, and a group of girls. Everyone seemed so happy and talkative, smiling and laughing with each other; I hated every minute of it. I didn't know what to do with myself, I kind of just hovered round the food table, ever so often going to the bathroom to kill time. Mina was with most of the girls, and I didn't want to disrupt that. My few, old friends all stood with Eijirou, and I didn't even want to be near him; I did want to be near him, in fact during the whole get-together, I wanted nothing more to kiss him, hold him, at least talk to him. But I couldn't. With a glass of whisky in my hand, I stood awkwardly, staring at the back of Eijirou. He looked sharp in his suit, so fresh. I couldn't help but feel so sad, watching him act so normal and happy. Was it selfish that I wanted him to be as broken as me? It was just so painful to see how he moved on. But there was something, something I'd notice from time to time. Ever so often, he'd glance at me. It'd only be for a moment, a brief second, but it was something. Sometimes, when he wasn't speaking, he'd almost lose concentration in the world around him, like he wasn't fully there. It was subtle, but I saw; or it could be my cruel mind playing tricks on me.

I thought it'd be best for another bathroom break; I didn't need to go, I just wanted to leave the garden. Making my way through the decorated house, I couldn't help but admire what Deku had done for himself; it really was a nice home. I reached the bathroom quickly, entering and locking the door behind me. Then, I did what I had done for the past few trips, I just stared in the mirror. My face looked so, washed out. The bags under my eyes only added more to the beaten look, with messy hair and a frown to match. Even though I looked calm enough in the mirror, my mind was racing. I had no idea of what to make of the situation. It felt so confusing, as if a silent war was raging in my head. Did I need to speak to Eijirou, or would it be best to leave it? A tiny bit of hope inside told me to tell him how I felt, but I knew that was stupid. He had two years to get over me, he had the distance and Cupid. I had nothing. I was nothing. The cold water from the tap hit my face as I splashed myself, snapping me out my thoughts. I dried my hands on the towel, mentally noting to not go to the boat trip the next day. Shaking my head, I grabbed the handle and opened the door, with my eyes closed to relax myself. I wasn't expecting him to be there, waiting for me. "Hey, Kat-suki, mind if we, have a chat?"