Underwater (kiribaku/bakushima)

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(TW⚠️: Abuse, blood, self harm.)

Kirishima's POV:

I gasped for air.

My head burst through the surface of the water. I threw my arms over the edges of the bathtub, gagging and coughing loudly.

"Fuck..." my voice broke. I looked back at the water to see it tainted a pink color. I pulled the plug and watched as the bloody water melt down the drain.

My arms and thighs burned. Did I go too deep?

I felt along the gash on my forehead.

Dad found out.

The cops called him a few days ago and told him about what happened.

I'm lucky to be alive...

'Lucky...'

I gagged up more water, my stomach heaving.
I felt like I was going to throw up.

Taking a bath after losing blood always makes me feel woozy.
Both the new scars I made myself and the ones dad made were still dripping. Combine that with the stuffy, steamy room.

I let out a shaky breath before throwing myself out of the bathtub, landing on my back. I took a moment to catch my breath before moving again.

My head stung.

Memories.

I growled, trying to direct my mind away from things.

I guess I got what I deserved.

I was bad so he thought me a lesson. It makes sense.

I turned off the tap. Water was covering the floor.

Why do I always do that?

My weak and shaky arms tried their hardest to mop up the floor with a damp towel.

They gave out after a few seconds. Moments later, my body did too.

I lied on the floor, heaving and coughing up water still. I decided to just give up and sleep here tonight. It's warmer than the basement.

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Bakugou's POV:

I had a weird feeling. I wish Kirishima stayed at my place.

Being alone left me time to think.

Am I gay?

No, no. That can't be true. I had a crush on that girl in 6th grade. What am I talking about?

I opened my phone and tapped into google. I thought for a moment before tying...

How to know if I'm|

How to kn|

Am I ga|

Am |

If I have a crush on a girl but|

If I have a|

I switched off my phone, throwing it onto the end of my bed.

I'm independent 'n shit.

I'll do this myself.

I thought the best way to find an answer was to stop avoiding it and ask myself questions.

How do I feel about Kirishima?

Do I think he's cute?

Yes.

Do I feel weird around him?

Yes...

Do I want to.. I dunno... kiss him?!

I screamed into my pillow.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Yes?

Why did it all have to be yes?! I'm not gay!
I'm just! Ugh!

"MOM!" I screamed, probably waking up my dad too.

She burst into my room, holding a broomstick the wrong way. "WHAT IS IT?! WHATS THE MATTER?! IS THERE A MURDER?!"

"Calm down, I have a headache." I groaned. She blinked a few times before slapping me head gently.

"You scared me! Why did you yell like that? It's half twelve?" Her voice was a little quieter.

"Cause I have fucking questions! About grown up shit!" I yelled, my face turning red.

"Katsuki, you're sixteen, I doubt you want me to talk about birds and the bees-" I cut her off.

"Ew, no! Don't be fucking gross!" I screamed.

She laughed a little, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Then whats this "grown up" thing you need to talk about after midnight." She chuckled.

"You can't laugh! If you do, you ain't my mother anymore!" I warned.

She looked a little more concerned. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah! Just- is it like? I don't know how to say it-!"

"Take your time." My mom soothed, carefully patting my head.

I took a deep breath in.

"I think I like someone! I mean! He's a guy! He's a he! Get it? Is that...? Is that weird....?"
I confessed, my voice gradually quieter.

My mom looked like she didn't have a reaction for a second.

Shit! Did I really just say that?!

Her cheeks puffed up and it looks like she was about to cry.

Did I do that?!

She burst into laughter, tears in her eyes.

My expression turned from worried to confused to anger.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO LAUGH!" I screamed.

"I'm... sor... I'm sorry Katsuki!" She wheezed.

She took a minute to calm herself down, before pulling me into a hug.

"Oh, babe, you're a mess." She chuckled.
"My messy boy."

"Don't get mushy on me." I mumbled.

She ignored what I said and pinched my cheek.
"I think I have always known, babe." She smiled.

"How?! What- what about that girl in 6th grade an-and-!"

"You were twelve Katsuki. And just because you like a guy doesn't mean you're gay. You could be bi, pan or anything! But you always told me how gross girls were and that only a guy could be cool. You would go on and on. I'm so glad you finally told me." She smiled again.
I was about to say something before she started talking.

"It's Kirishima, isn't it?"

My blush traveled from my neck to my ears.

"NO!" I said, way too quickly.

I threw my head into my pillow, knowing I gave myself away.

"I knew all along. Don't be embarrassed." She pinched my cheek again.
"My boy is really growing up, huh? I even noticed you haven't been swearing as often-"

"Not a fuckin' chance." I said blankly.

"Seriously! I know you have noticed too! I'm glad you're opening up, sweetheart." She hugged me tighter.

"Alright, alright. You can let go now." I muttered.

"Right! Now get some sleep. We'll talk more tomorrow, if you're feeling up to it. I forgot you had school! Go to sleep, quickly!" She whispered, walking over to the door.

Just before closing it, she looked at me.
"Love you."

[Authors Notes!]
I got 100% on my English test! It was super difficult but I managed to pull through!
See you tomorrow!💖💖