Broccoli Boy and King Explosion Murder

Chapter Fourteen:

He moved from where he sat and left the group standing there and left the dorm heading towards the school. Walking through the quiet and empty halls for the high school walking up the winding stairs to get the roof. Looking over at the dorms that held so many painful memories, feeling the wind brush against his skin and it toying with his hair. He closes his eyes and leaning up against the wall that was on the roof. Sitting there on top of the very place where everything was meant to happen, he was meant to become the next number one but instead he just became the number one reason that his boyfriend attempted to kill himself. His world turned on its end everything he said he was going to be the next best hero better than all might. But everything has changed, he stilled wanted to be number one but at what cost? what was it going to take for him to become the next best?who else would try or maybe even succeed to take their own life because of him. Who might be next? who else might have to suffer for him to get where he wanted to go, to be the next hero. He sat there and let his mind wonder, let it unravel and everything out. He sat there and showed the emotion that he wouldn't let out with anyone else, tears started to spill from his eyes and his breath hitched. The sobs tore through he fragile frame. he looked at his arms and traced over the places where Izuku's scars would be and he began to kiss them as if they were Izuku's tears rolling down his cheeks as he did

Izuku was not back in his normal self but he is not as bad as was Todoroki was making sure he had been eating and not really letting him spend time alone, he was kinda getting annoyed but he thanked Todoroki for being there. there would be nights were he would wake up and he would try and grab a hold of Bakugou but he grabed nothing but empty sheets, he curled up into a ball and began to cry like he had been doing a lot. He wanted him back but he also needs time to think he hurt him and badly again and how many times was he going to do that? tears ran down his freckled cheeks and pulling the blanket up near his face sobbing silently into the blanket. He thought about it but he was still not sure if it was worth the pain, he loves him so much but how much will he hurt him before he actually succeed