✂️Cutting Ties💔

5. Toxic Feelings

-Bakugos pov-

"IF YOU WANTED TO TIE OUR STRINGS TOGETHER, WHY DID YOU KISS MIDORIYA?!?"
He hissed the name as if it were poison on his tongue
It was currently 5 minutes before my first class
Last night when I asked him if we could tie our strings... well...

Let's just say things didn't go according to plan

-flashback-

Bakugo sat next to Kirishima on his front porch, forgetting Izuku was even at his house at all.
Kirishima looked over, smiling. But this smile didn't seem genuine.
That's because it wasn't. It was hiding anger and confusion.
"What's wrong Kiri?"
Kirishima stayed silent for a bit, looking out at the sky
Bakugo slipped his arm around the red heads waist and scooted closer
"Hey whatever it is, I'm here for you Kiri."
Kirishima flinched at the sound of the endearing nickname but didn't dare let a word slip from his mouth. Instead, he bent his head down, hiding the expression on his face from Bakugo.
The truth is, he was struggling to prevent tears from falling down his face. He couldnt let his emotions escape. Someone might get hurt if he does...
But when Bakugo whispered in his ear, he couldn't help it
"Kiri, I want to tie our strings together~"
Kirishima started to shake, both joy and anger simultaneously washing over him like a tidal wave
"You want to tie our strings together?!?" He shouted, loud enough to be heard all the way down the empty street
Bakugo looked up and smirked, expecting Kirishima to be blushing but to his confusion...
Kirishima looked  angry
Someone walking by might even say he looked...

Furious

"Kiri? Is something wron-"
"SHUT UP!"

Kirishima wiped his tears and ran

Ran from his anger
Ran from his sadness
Ran from his jealousy
Ran from his feelings

Kirishima gritted his teeth together and slammed the door to his house shut, hoping if he distracted his mind from his boyfriends backstabbing, stupidly handsome face;

the blush on his face would go away

-flashback over (back to Bakugos pov)-

That's how I got here, watching Kirishima walk away down the hall as the unsettling silence was soon replaced with the whispers of students by their lockers.
It's kind funny how they are like sharks that feed off of drama
It's as if they live for drama    
The students who linger in the hallways at this time love to watch as breakups unfold, fights breakout, and confession letters fall out of lockers. They live for that kind of thing.
And right now, I just happen to be the victim of their endless whispers.
Their stares burn into my back and I just...
I hate it

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT?!?" I shout and slam my locker shut, marching off to fucking English class or whatever

-Izukus pov-

I am here! I am here! I am-

I slam my fist onto the Allmight alarm clock on my bedside table and sigh
Birds happily chirp outside and I smile
At least someone is having a good morning.
I groggily sit up, stretch my arms and...
Lie back down
My chest stings with a familiar stabbing pain
Realizing I'm not tangled with red string like usual, the events of last night came rushing back to me