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bakugo x reader - reoccurring nightmare

you and bakugo talk after you have a bad dream :(

"oh fuck... oh fuck..."
you pace up and down the kitchen of the university building, your feet padding against the cold tiles as you try to calm yourself down. your reoccurring nightmare strikes again and every time you close your eyes all you can see is bakugo's limp body, laying on the ground in a pool of blood - it traumatises you over and over and over and over...

"the hell are you doing down here? it's midnight."
you squeak and stop pacing, standing still, your back to bakugo.
"are you ignoring me?" his voice is rough and he sounds tired... oh shit, did you wake him up?
you whip around, turning to face him.
"of course not! sorry, seriously, i-"
"what's up with your eyes?"
bakugo moves from the doorframe and approaches you. you turn around again and look down, your hair falling in your face in shame that you had been crying.

"honestly, y/n. just let me see your fucking face." he grabs your shoulders and spins you around and before you can cover your face with your hands, he sees your red and puffy eyes and the tears shining on your cheeks. you turn your head and wipe your face clean with your fingers.
"i'm sorry, i just... had a nightmare and it was scary and-"
"about what?"

you look up at him with wide eyes. although his gruff tone makes you jump a little, he looks genuinely concerned for you. you haven't told anyone about the dream... maybe telling him will make you feel better. he is the subject of it, anyway.

"uh so, long story short you end up dying and i cry the end."
an expression of surprise and disbelief crosses his face for a moment. you wiggle out of his grip on your shoulders and plop down onto the sofa. "i've had the same dream for around 17 weeks."
"what the hell? i die? 17 weeks? you're crazy," he sits down on the sofa next to you, "why didn't you tell me earlier, you fucking dolt?"
"i just HATE crying in front of people. it makes me feel weak." your voice is still trembling.
"just that?"
"and the fact that the dream is about you... you know."
"oh."

the two of you sit in silence for a while, your head resting on his bare shoulder. he subconsciously wraps his arm around you.
"bakugo?"
"hm?"
"why were you up to begin with?"
"...because i had a nightmare too."
"about?"
"you dying."

now it's your turn to be surprised. "what? how did we- what- wait is that why you looked so surprised before?"
he nods. "it's either someone's quirk, a coincidence, our fear, or..."
"or?" you tilt your head, completely oblivious.
"i guess you gotta work it out, dunce." he smirks and without warning, he pulls you into his chest and gives you a hug. you wrap your arms about his neck and smile aswell.
"i care about you a lot, you know. that's why i was crying. i really don't want to lose you." you mumble.
"i know."

a pause.

"i don't want to lose you either. you may be a dumb fucking nerd, but you're worth it."
"you giggle. "worth it huh?"
"shut the fuck up."
pause.
"but yeah, you're worth it. you're one of the few people i can actually tolerate, y/n."
"so even you admit you're a jackass to some people?" you pull away to look at his reaction, but he doesn't seem angry.
"yeah, whatever, halfwit."
he waits for a few moments.
"listen, i know you won't wanna go in depth about your dream or any shit so i won't ask." you give him a relieved look. "we can go sleep in the spare bunks, so if you need me i'll be in the same room."

you give him a sweet smile. "sure. thank you, bakuboy." you gently kiss his cheek and before he can even process it, you're already heading to the spare room.

I APOLOGISE FOR THE CRINGE AND THE SHITTY WRITING ASDFGHJKL