Underwater (kiribaku/bakushima)

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(TW:⚠️ reference to abuse, rape, violence.)

Kirishima's POV:

I woke up in a room.

This isn't the basement...

What am I doing?!

Is this dad's room?!

Did he want to...

Did he want to punish me again?!

No, I can't...

I-

Not again.... please.....!

I don't want it..!

I don't want it!!

Help me!

Bakugou!

"I'm here..."   a voice.

"Where?!"

"Just look."

"I- I can't!"

"You can."

"I don't want to! I don't want to see!"

"Why?"

"Cause.. cause then you'll see me!"

"I've always been able to see you, Kirishima."

"Then why are you my friend?"

"You think I wouldn't be your friend just because you don't like what you see in yourself? You really are an idiot. Now look at me, Kirishima. I want to see you."

I opened my eyes.

"Bakugou..." I chocked out.

"Shh, Shh. Calm down. Your throat is still sore. I'm here. It's okay."

Bakugou... it's Bakugou... he's here...

I sobbed into his shirt.

"It's okay..." he repeated. I heard another voice come from somewhere else in the room. I looked past Bakugou to see Mr and Mrs Bakugou. I blushed. How long were they here for?

No, screw that question, why was I here?

How did I get here?

Why am I in different clothes?

Why do I feel clean?

Why am I wearing bandages?

I felt cold then hot as I remembered the events from only a few hours ago.

Without even realising, I cried harder into Bakugou's chest. I felt trapped in my own head.
I couldn't stop myself from crying. It was always so easy to hold back tears. Why is it so hard now?

Bakugou's parents came forward and sat on the edge of the bed next to me. Mrs. Bakugou moved my hair behind my ear, while
Mr. Bakugou pat me knee.

"If you need anything, you must tell us. It'll be okay. If you need help, please just talk." Mrs. Bakugou said comfortingly. They left the room, leaving me and Bakugou alone.