"Wh...at about... your curfew?" Kira mumbled sleepily. She was groggy and on the edge of passing out, Bakugou was carrying her on his back. Walking up the road in the dark with only the streetlights flickering above.
"Fuck curfew." He grumbled. "I can't believe that happened, this is all my fucking fault Leaving her when she was complaining about a headache and acting all dizzy. I should have known something was up. God if something had happened... I'll never forgive myself for this. This is all my fault. I barely got there in time, what if I hadn't turned around? What if I had gone home?! What would have happened to her?...."
Bakugou's thoughts went on and on. His emotions were a spiral of anger, regret and intense guilt. Kira groaned, his strong feelings making her head ache even more.
"It's not your fault Katsuki." She mumbled, burying her head in his neck.
"She always seems to know exactly what I'm thinking... She was just attacked but she's worried about my Curfew and MY feelings. She's so nice, I don't deserve a friend like her."
He thought bitterly.
"I Shouldn't have left you alone."
"I insisted." Kira said, her voice weak and a little slurred. "You smell like... Really good by the way." She noted, thoughts and words blurring together. Bakugou felt warm. Heat rising to his cheeks and neck. Kira even felt warmth from his hands tucked under her thighs.
"Idiot." Bakugou whispered. Kora wasn't sure who he was referring too, her or himself. But she didn't really care.
"Perfume... Candy perfume..." She whispered. She was mildly delirious, they weren't sure what exactly they had given her. But it wasn't knocking her out, just keeping her in a calm weak state.
"It's not perfume." Bakugou said with an eyeroll. "It's my freaky ass sweat. Makes me smell like a girl, at least that's what all the guys say. Smells like a bath and body works lotion."
"I like it." Kira whispered, forehead on his shoulder. She breathed in slowly through her nose and then let it out.
Bakugou frowned, it was a little weird but she was basically high anyways. So he ignored it. Jaw set he continued his trek up the final hill to her place.
Once they got there he had to take her up the stairs because the elevator was out of order, then he got to her apartment and tried the door. She had locked it. "Hey idiot." Bakugou said, putting her on her feet. She swayed slightly and leaned against him. "Yeah?" She asked, looking up lazily.
"I need your key." He said, walking closer to the door. He held her up with one arm and tried the knob again just in case.
"Oh." She said, leaning away slightly. "Yeah hold on." Bakugou watched patiently and then looked away as she reached into her bodice and pulled the key out of the bra of her corset top.
"Why the hell would you put it there?!" He asked, covering his eyes. Kira giggled and leaned to the door, stumbling slightly. Her hands couldn't seem to put the key into it's hole. Bakugou grabbed her wrist and held her hand steady, carefully guiding it into the keyhole and turning.
Kira opened the door and walked out of Bakugou's grip. Then she stumbled to the side and fell into a bench by the door with an exhausted huff. "We need to get you to bed." Bakugou said, leaning to pick her up again.
"Hold on bossy." She complained, leaning forward. She grabbed the zipper to her boots. Right as her body folded over her top rose up over her back, uncovering something. Bakugous eyes widened in surprise.
It was a tattoo.
On the small of her back there was a tattoo, a simple outline of an eye. It looked real too, not one of those fake ones. A real Tattoo.
Bakugou looked away when her heard her whining, then crying. "I can't..." She whimpered. "What's wrong with my hands?!"
"Hey hey!" He whispered, getting on on knee. "Hey calm down." He grabbed her hands as she started yanking and pulling the zipper in the wrong direction. "It's okay." He said nervously.
She slumped backwards with a groan and wiped her nose. "I can't do anythingg." She whined and then burped. "I hate myself."
Bakugou unzipped her boot in one easy motion. "Don't say that idiot. It's not your fault." He said, trying to be as kind and reassuring as he could.
He held her calf and slipped on of her boots off. "They messed you up, but you're okay now. I-I've gotcha." He whispered, starting on the other shoe. He tried not to look at her legs as he worked, it felt awkward.
Kira whimpered and rubbed her eyes and cheeks again. "I'm useless, my brain is mush." She sobbed. "I should have known, I should have recognized them."
"You knew them?" Bakugou asked, looking up suddenly.
"Met them once... Did something stupid to piss them off. Didn't think I'd ever see them again but... Here we are." She said, leaning against the wall.
"Come on." Bakugou picked her up. Holding onto her elbows and walking her to her room. "You need to go to bed. You'll feel normal went you wake up." "Probably."
Kira scoffed and giggled. "Probably." She repeated but it passed as just a response. He walked her over and sat her on her bed. Pressing his lips together. Her makeup was smeared all over her cheeks. He turned back to her makeup desk thing until he found a package of wipes.
He turned around, wipes in hand. When he looked over Kira was casually unhooking her top. She was set on getting ready for bed, forgetting about his presence.
"FUCK KIRA!" Bakugou cursed, swiveling around. "Don't do that!" He covered his eyes.
"This thing is too tight." She whined and Bakugou saw it fly across the room and hit the wall. "Katsuki can you please get me some new clothes?" She asked. Bakugou closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
Then he opened them and walked over to her closet. He grabbed a comfy looking oversized shirt and some shorts. He held them out with a hand over his eyes. "Hurry up." Kira grumbled to herself but didn't say anything. Just clumsily pulled the clothes on. Bakugou was thankful she didn't need any help with that.
Bakugou waited but realized she wasn't going to tell him if she was done of not. He peeked and saw her crawling under the covers with the shirt on backwards. Wipes clinched in hand he walked over and knelt next to her. "Hold on." He mumbled. He grabbed the side of her face and started to gently remove her makeup. Kira stared at him, only looking away when she needed to close her eyes.
She looked up at him, mouth slightly parted. Then she reached up and touched his hair gently. Bakugou stalled, second wipe hovering over her cheek. She didn't do anything else, her hand just gently touching his hair. "It's soft." She whispered slightly, almost to herself.
Bakugou grabbed her wrist and gently pushed it away. "I have to erm... I have to go." He said, standing up.
Her eyes widened and he noticed fear cross over her features.
"To the bathroom I mean!" He coughed. "I'm not leaving." He assured her, she laid down slowly. Fear leaving her, but she still looked uneasy.
Bakugou walked out, going to the small bathroom. The counter was covered in random shit and there were clothes everywhere. Including her school uniform, bunched up on the floor. He rolled his eyes and before he knew it he was cleaning up her mess. Tossing her clothes into a hamper and putting any stray makeup and lotions into their drawers.
Then he checked his phone. It was an hour past his curfew and he had ten missed calls from his mom and about fifteen messages. He called her back. "Katsuki Bakugou!" His mom picked up immediately. "Do you know how worried your father and I were?! Where are you??" She asked, Bakugou was surprised by her tone.
She did sound worried, Bakugou had expected her to be angry with him. Not anxious.
"Sorry, listen something... Came up." Bakugou scratched the back of his neck and glanced at his reflection.
"Please don't tell me you did something stupid. No drugs Katsuki."
Bakugou scoffed. "It's not fucking drugs." He said, then thought for a moment. His best friend was currently drugged. "Well..."
"KATSUKI!!!" He mother screamed.
"Please don't tell me you're-"
"I'M NOT ON DRUGS MOM!!" He rolled his eyes.
"I was hoping Izuku would keep you out of trouble tonight." His mother mumbled. She didn't know how much him and his old friend hated each other.
"What does this have to do with Deku?" Bakugou rubbed his eyes.
"...You're not with Izuku?"
She asked after being quiet for a moment.
"You said you were out with a friend."
"Yeah mom. I am." He glared at Kira's shower curtain.
"You have other friends?!" She squealed. Bakugou flinched away from his phone. "I didn't know that!! Oh you should have him over! I'd love to meet your friends-"
"Her." Bakugou said blatantly. Bracing himself.
"YOU'RE OUT WITH A GIRL?!?!" She screamed.
"She's not a girl, she's my friend." He mumbled. "Listen, someone slipped something in her drink or some shit. She's drugged or something, not herself. I'm... I'm gonna stay with her." He said. He wasn't asking premission, he was going to stay with Kira. He didn't care how much trouble he might get in.
"Hell yeah you are. Where are her parents?!" Katsuki hadn't expected her to agree with him but he was glad she did.
"She doesn't have parents. Her guardian is her uncle but he doesn't even live with her." Bakugou said, he glanced at the door. "She's scared mom."
"Of course she is! You better stay with her, and if you even think about messing around I'll disown you. Do you understand?!" She said, Bakugou could hear how serious she was.
"God mom! Of course not, what kind of asshole do you think I am?!" He snapped. "I got to go." Bakugou hung up, offended she would even think he'd be capable of something like that. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "It's soft." He shook his head, forgetting Kira's hand in his hair.
"What a moron." He mumbled.
He walked back into Kira's room where she was curled up on her bed. But her eyes were open, watching the door. She was waiting for him, he realized. She was scared of him leaving her. "Hey KitKat." She whispered sleepily.
"Hey newbie." He sighed, running his hands through his hair again. "Do you... Do you need Anything?" He asked, sitting by the bed.
She reached over and gripped his sleeve. "Please stay." Kira whispered, she looked desperate. "Please..."
"Hey! Hey... Chill out I'm not going anywhere okay?" He said, biting the inside of his cheek. He didn't want her to start crying again, and she looked like she was about to. "So don't... Just go to sleep okay?"
Kira tugged his arm again. "Lay down."
He looked down at her nervously. "Lay down... Next to each other... She wants... I don't know..."
"W-we don't have to touch... I just... I don't wanna be alone. Please Katsuki." She pleaded
He stared at her, this was his best friend. This was the girl who had been there whenever he needed. She had talked with him like a human after the sports festival. She had stayed with him in the hallway as he panicked over his pills. Then she left to go get them, he didn't even know where the hell she found them. She hadn't said anything, just handed the bottle over.
He couldn't say no to her. Not when she had done so much for him.
"Fine, move it." He sighed, Kira immediately moved over. Scrunching up in the corner against the wall to give him all the room he wanted. He looked at her, curled up uncomfortably in the corner. "Come here dumbass." He rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around her. She leaned against him and put her head on his chest.
He rubbed her back and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Then started to cry again.
"Hey, stop damn it. H-hey it's okay. You're safe now." He said nervously, he didn't know what to do to stop it. "Stop crying!"
"I couldn't do anything..." Kira whispered. "I'm so useless..." She let out a small sob.
"Don't say shit like that. You're not useless, you're a pretty fucking great person Kira." Bakugou said with a frown.
"I feel like a little kid again..." She sniffled. "Even when I try to use my qu-"
She stopped abruptly and Bakugou's eyes widened slightly. Her eyes were wide too, and she looked scared.
She was about to say quirk.
"Your what?" Bakugou asked, biting his lip.
"Her quirk, what could it be?"
"Nothing." She whispered, hiding her face in his shirt. "I just mess everything up."
"Kira... What is your quirk?" Bakugou asked. Kira didn't say anything for a long while. Pinching his shirt and closing her eyes.
"Please Katsuki..." She whispered, her voice low and soft. "Please... Not now."
'I'm not ready...'
Bakugou sighed and closed his eyes. "Fine."
'I'm not ready to lose him yet.'