The Chef

Chapter three

"Do you know what brought up the change?" Midnight asked

"I think Gordon had said something yesterday about his 'anger issues'," Aizawa used finger quotations on anger issues," and since Bakugou obviously looks up to him as an amazing cook, it probably just shattered the small hold he had on his emotions."

"Do you think it's best to continue to have Gordon here if he's going to insult young Bakugou."

"To be honest All Might, I don't know. All the other students seem to love him, but insulting one of our brightest for something he can't control…I just, I want everyone happy."

All the teachers sighed. Present Mic soon sat up, a wide grin on his face.

"Why don't one of us come and get Bakugou during the lessons and have him help? That way he's away from Gordon and we can gage his mental state.

"Zashi, I want you to know that is the smartest thing you've said since we met."

Present Mic puffed out his cheeks at the jab his husband just made. But he could see the other teachers nodding, agreeing with his earlier statement.

"So tomorrow, I'll pull Bakugou and bring him to the lounge and help?" Aizawa leaned back in his chair.

"Well, I think we call this the whole meeting." Vlad King said.

The teachers looked at the clock, sure enough an hour and twenty minutes had already passed. They all nodded to each other and packed up to leave.

Aizawa simply got into his sleeping bag. He said goodnight to the other teachers, telling his husband he'd see him after taking a trip to his class dorm, and began to caterpillar away to Class 1-A's dorm. When he made it and went in, everyone was laughing and having a good time, all except one.

Bakugou was nowhere to be found in the common room. He wasn't in the kitchen either. So Aizawa decided to go check his room. 

He made it to Bakugou's room and got out of his sleeping bag, yes he had caterpillared the whole way. He knocked on the door. He waited and didn't get an answer.

He put his hand on the door knob and was shocked to find it unlocked. "Bakugou? Are you in there? I'm going to come in, okay?"

He still didn't get an answer, so he slowly opened the door. And what he saw made his cold warm heart break a little.

Bakugou was curled up in a corner with his hands in his hair, pulling at it. Silent tears were rolling down his face. He was hyperventilating.

Aizawa immediately entered the room and went towards him. He kneeled down in front of him.

"Hey Bakugou, can you look at me?" It didn't look like he heard him.

"Bakugou, kid, you're okay. But I need you to look at me and breathe."

He grabbed one of his hands and gently removed it from his hair. He put Bakugou's hand on his chest and started to take slow, deep breaths.

Bakugou was finally able to move his unfocused eyes onto Aizawa. "There you are, it's okay, just follow my breathing."

Bakugou started to try and take in deep breathes, but it wasn't working. Aizawa didn't know if Bakugou could hear him, he checked his ears. That confirmed me couldn't, his hearing aids were out.

So he used his free hand and started to count. He took in a deep breath for 1….2….3….4 then he held it for 1....2…. then he let it out for 1….2….3….4. He respected the process until Bakugou was able to breathe.

Bakugou looked at him with exhausted eyes. Aizawa let go of the hand on his chest and gave a slight smile to Bakugou.

"Mr. Aizawa." It was a good thing he knew JSL.

"What's up kid, you feeling better?"

"No…no one wants me around anymore."

"I doubt that."

"They don't even notice when I'm gone."

"Kirishima does."

"He doesn't need to be held back by someone like me."

"Come on kid, Kirishima sees you as a close friend."

"What if I want more?"

He was not expecting that. Or a conversation like this at all.

"What's stopping you? I bet Kirishima would be happy to be with you."

"No he wouldn't, he doesn't need to be with the guy that has to be constantly angry."

"But you don't have to be."

"But I don't want to die."

"You can still be kind, kid."

"I don't understand."

"That's okay, why don't you go to bed?"

"I can try."

Aizawa helped Bakugou off of the floor and over to his bed. He got him laid down before he turned to leave the room.

"Thank you."

He smiled at his student and nodded. He left the room and shut the door. He let out a sigh.

Bakugou sure as hell hid stuff like that pretty well. It was worrisome.

He let out a fond laugh. 'So the kid likes his best friend.' He smiled fondly, kinda sounds like him and Hizashi. Although, neither of them had Bakugou's problems.

He picked up his sleeping bag and made his way out of the dorm. He stopped in the common room and looked at all of his problem children.

They all were laughing and having fun, but Kirishima looked around worried every couple of minutes. Aizawa gave a faint smile as he turned and left. Those two boys were made for each other.

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