ITS BEEN ABOUT a month and a half since bakugo had the hanaki disease. the way he acted was changing, the way he viewed the world was changing, the way he even talked was changing. but that didn't change the fact that he still loved you with all his heart.

and it was expected of him to die pretty soon. so as he vomited all these petals, thorns, and twigs, he found himself always thinking of you. he hoped you would never be hurt to the point you were dying the way he had.

he curled up into a ball on the cold bathroom floor, silently crying. this became a daily thing for him. he would wake up, vomit, cry on the floor, then head to school. 

he never thought he would become like this but here we are.

he would walk into class and automatically put his head down, shutting out the world around him. he could still hear you though.

the way you giggled at deku's jokes, the way you teased him, and the way you tried your best to seem as if you were the most perfect girl, just to impress deku.

but in Bakugo's eyes you always were. he loved the way you sometimes snorted when he talked to you, the way you hugged him when he showed any sign of care, the way you fell asleep and drooled on him a bit. he could describe so many things about you he loved.

but you probably wouldn't listen anyways.

as he got up with the rest of the class, he felt himself getting tired. his eyes were shutting, and he would have to pinch himself to stay awake.

"bakugo..? maybe you should sit out today?" said Kirishima. oh, the way Kirishima cared for bakugo was honestly heartbreaking and beautiful at the same time.

he cared for bakugo and stayed with him throughout his worst and best. he did his best to make sure that bakugo could rest easy and always was Bakugo's go to whenever he felt sick.

"i'm fine Kirishima.." bakugo let out, his voice sounding hoarse and raspy. Kirishima pursed his lips and didn't say anything, knowing bakugo wouldn't want to cause a scene at school. so he just walked close to him, making sure his friend was alright.

bakugo stumbled a bit as he made way to his locker and he slowly dressed into his superhero costume. he allowed Kirishima to slowly pull him out towards the field.

"come on buddy, we're okay," Kirishima whispered.

bakugo already knew he was done for. as he fell to his knees, he felt the urge to puke up the bloody petals. 

"bakugo?! come on, its okay!" Kirishima yelled, tears flooding into his eyes.

but bakugo curled onto the floor, his mouth dripping blood as he tried to hold it in. it was a disturbing sight to see, and as Bakugo's classmates realized what was going on, they started to panic.

"is he okay?!" yelled momo, as she made way towards bakugo.

"o-oh my god," whispered denki,

and you stood there, paralyzed. you watched as bakugo shook on the floor, blood slowly forming around him.

"someone, get recovery girl!"

"i'm already on it!"

the yells overflowed your head and beknownst to you, you had tears dripping off your face onto the floor.

"c-come on bakugo.." Kirishima whispered, cradling Bakugo's head.

"I lost..Kirishima..this is it.." bakugo whispered.

"n-no! come on, you'll make it..y-you will.." 

"make sure..she comes to see me..before I..go.." bakugo whispered as he got lifted onto a stretcher and taken away to recovery girl.

and you were broken out of your trance when Kirishima grabbed your shoulder and looked at you with such anger and hurt.

"lets go. he's waiting for you."