When I'm With You (bkdk)

∘11∘ Cuddles

I apologize in advance if this is kinda cringe.
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Recap:

"I'll try it but.. If I don't like it we stop?" I saw Kacchan smile as I said that.

"Yes, if you don't like anything we stop." He smiled more as he hugged me again.

"Okay let's try the relationship thing." I also smiled, I was afraid of everything but maybe this would help me get through some shit.

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The week finished out pretty normally and I got more comfortable living at the Bakugo residence. Kacchan was also nicer to me. He didn't say anything about our relationship status after we talked about it. Though I wasn't looking forward to tomorrow.

It was a day I had been dredging the whole week. My mom's funeral. They still hadn't found out who the murderer was, only that there had been more murders. The only thing that they have been able to use as evidence was an inky black substance left behind on each victim. It pained me that they had not done much of anything about this villain on the loose, but the league of villains was indeed more important I guess.

I slept terribly that night, trepidation consuming me. I woke from another nightmare. Sweating really bad, I pulled my shorts off and let my oversized shirt cover my boxers. I didn't wake up screaming, though I did wake up with whimpers. I was hoping they were quiet enough so I didn't wake up anybody. I hated waking up the others, even though Auntie and Uncle were downstairs they could still hear me if I screamed. I lay awake, staring into the darkness of the room when I got a notification on my phone. I grab my phone off the small bedside table and see it was from Kacchan. I felt bad maybe he did end up hearing me. I unlocked my phone with a couple taps on the screen, reading the message from Kacchan. 

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Kacchan

Hey are you okay?

Me

Yeah I'm fine. Why?

I'm coming to your room.

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He was what! No, there's no need for him to. I quickly started texting him when there was a soft knock on my door, then it opened. I lifted my eyes from the screen that was duly illuminating up the room to see Kacchan with his hands in his pockets.

"What are you doing Kacchan?" I whisper to him. He walked closer to me sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I couldn't sleep then I heard quiet whimpering so I texted you, and you replied so I knew you were awake, bringing us to now." He said looking up to me. I sat up turning on the bedside lap as he ruffled my hair. I let a small and soft moan leave my lips as he lightly scratched my head. It startled him as he lifted his hand and his mouth opened slightly.

I slapped my hands over my mouth. "Um.."My face turned a beet red. "I'm so sorry." A soft chuckle leaves his lips as he moves my hands away cupping my cheek with his hand brushing away some of the tears that had left my eyes before he arrived in my room. I leaned into the touch enjoying it before realizing what I was doing. I backed up on the bed trying to pull the blanket over my now exposed legs. But I couldn't, why? Because Kacchan was sitting on the other end of the blanket.

He was staring at my legs. It was making me uncomfortable.

"Deku..." he said before leaving us in a long awkward silence. He stood off the bed so I took the chance and quickly grabbed the blanket covering myself before he sat back down closer to me. "Deku, " His voice cracked. It sounded as if he was about to cry. I was confused. Why was he acting like this, then it hit me like a brick to the face.

My cuts.

Crap he probably saw them. I saw his facial expressions change.

"K-kacchan?" I didn't want to say anything about them in case he didn't see them bu-

"Do you... still do it?" He sounded broken. And I mean no I only did it once so the cuts had not healed as it was only about a day or two ago. "When?" He looked into my eyes. He was enraged. His crimson colored eyes burning holes through my head.

"Only once." I said quietly.

"When!?" He was mad, and now I was afraid. He reached his hand toward my face and I flinched. His hand immediately dropped to the bed.

"When my mom died.. the night after." I spoke quickly then hid under the blanket. Kacchan being mad scared me and we were alone. So I had no idea how he would act.

The blanket was being pulled off of me and I opened my eyes to see Kacchans eyes. He kept pulling it off and I stopped him as the blanket hit my stomach. He looked at me and lightly tugged like he was asking to continue. I didn't want him to see though.

"I don't want you to see." I said. It made sense to me, it was also kinda weird I mean we had been 'friends' for a while but that was kinda a weird space. His eyes softened, not piercing through me anymore.

"Sorry I just,.. I want to make sure it's healing okay. I didn't mean to be intrusive. I... I don't like seeing you in pain." Yeah he didn't like seeing me in pain, yet he caused me so much... Maybe I wasn't ready to start this relationship thing. I needed more time to think. But being with Kacchan felt right. It was probably the soulmate thing. I knew he wanted to help but I didn't know if I wanted him too. And it was a bit intrusive.. But only if it was someone else. I didn't feel that way with Kacchan. Just that I didn't want him feeling anymore sorry for me.

".... you can b-but... don't tell a-anyone. "He nodded his head and I stood off the bed as my shirt covered me to about my mid thighs. I walked into the connected bathroom right behind Kacchan as he lifted me up onto the counter. It made me feel like a little child and I didn't like that. I hated feeling smaller and weaker than anyone, that's why I hated showing my vulnerable side. I think that's why I always smiled trying not to show my true emotions.

He helped bandage them correctly before he carried me back to the bed, turning off the lamp, laying behind me spooning me while we slept. I laid awake staring blankly at the wall for a moment, but I won't lie, that was one of the best nights of sleep I had gotten since my moms passing. 

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1155 words, again so sorry if it was cringe 

to be continued 

~Toaster