Katsuki hadn't gotten any sleep that night. He looked into the mirror after he splashed water on his face. It was still splotchy and his eyes were swollen and red. He scowled and went to get ready for school.

Eijiro was in his own room and thought about walking with Katsuki to school. He had been kept up the entire night with thoughts of Bakugo and the other boys crying. He heard the door slam out in the hallway. He bit his lip and cursed softly. 'Damnit. . .' He grabbed his bag and left quickly to catch up.

"Bakugo!" He called after him but the boy only walked faster. The blond hurried to the elevator and spammed the button, wanting to get away from him before he broke down. Eijiro was able to slip in with him but as he did that Katsuki slammed him against the wall of the elevator.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" Katsuki had a wild look in his eyes, like a cornered animal would. Eijiro's eyes widened and he hardened his face where Katsuki was going to hit him. But it never came.

Katsuki let go of him and pulled away from him "I can't even hurt your dumb ass." He growled as he ran his hand through his hair. He loved the redhead too much to do that even though the other hurt him.

Tears formed in his eyes and he covered his face. "I should've stayed in my room. . ." He muttered as he wiped them away a bit harshly. The elevator stopped and Denki got in with Hanta.

Denki froze when he saw the state Katsuki was in. "Hey dude you alright?" Hanta asked a bit worried. He'd never seen the hot headed blond cry before. He wasn't in on the whole bet the other 2 had made.

Katsuki stayed quiet and shoved past the both of them. He decided he was just going to take the stairs. His vision was blury as he took each step and his breathing was shakey.

He felt a familiar tightness in his chest that only Eijiro seemed to make go away. But at the moment that couldn't happen because the very person that helped him was the one hurting him.

He stumbled on the steps and almost fell forward but he was grabbed from behind and pulled against a broad chest. The smell of his boyfriend's hair gel and cologne hit him and he began sobbing.

He felt his legs giving out but Eijiro kept him up and pulled him back from the steps. "I'm sorry. . .I'm so sorry." He murmured as he rested his forehead on Katsuki's shoulder.

"I hate you." The older boy's voice cracked as he spoke. His head was turned towards his chest to hide his red face. "I know. . ." Eijiro replied softly. "It's so hard being pissed at you. Why the fuck did I have to go and catch feelings." He wiped the tears away and sniffled.

Eijiro didn't cry knowing he deserved everything Katsuki was about to throw at him. "I hate you." Katsuki repeated softly as he pressed him against the wall. He met his eyes and his jaw clenched. No matter how many times he said it, it wasn't true.

Eijiro's eyes were also red and teary. He was doing a terrible job at keeping them back. It broke Katsuki even more to see him like that. "Fuck. . ." He whispered as he rested his forehead on his chest. Eijiro stayed still and let the other do what he wanted as he cried silently.

"I cant do this right now. . . We'll talk after classes." Katsuki said after a moment. He pulled away and wiped the tears from his face. He had calmed down slightly as he turned away and walked down the stairs to the main floor. Eijiro wasn't far behind. He chose to stay quiet. Not wanting to upset him further.