Bakugo x my OC (name is Yuri, male)
This is pure angst. An idea ive had in my head that i need to write out.
My OC has a plant quirk, can create any plant from anywhere on his body.
WARNINGS: ⚠️death, mentions of blood⚠️
(The "best friend" in this is also my OC)
The white of the hospital room was blinding, and for a split second, Yuri thought he had died and gone to Heaven. But that couldn't be possible.
No way he would go to Heaven.
The room became less blurry, the disgusting hospital smell he always hated burning at his nose. His body ached, his limbs heavy and burning. He could feel the IV drip in his arm. His head felt like it was full of TV static, as he struggled to remember what was going on.
He sat up, dispite every inch of his body protesting. His eyes burned, a familiar sting, due to the blood that poured out of them when he overused his quirk. He was struggling to remember anything, but he heard a familiar, muffled voice from outside the room.
"Oi, get the fuck out of my way!"
"Bakugou, you're not supposed to be moving around! You're really injured." He heard another voice.
"I dont care! Do 'ya think I'm weak or somethin'!?" Katsuki spat.
The voices felt so far away, Yuri's head filled with fog. He looked down at his hands.
Memories came crashing into him, clearing the fog. The battle, the blood, the screaming. He could have vomited, right then and there, if not for the fact that he hadn't eaten anything in a long time.
His very bones shuddered at the memory. His best friend. The person that always made him laugh. He remembered it so vividly, the friend he admired so much, dead in his arms.
Suddenly, his body was completley numb. Yuri ripped the IV out of his arm and stood. He was covered in bandages, but this wasn't the worst he'd ever been injured. He couldn't even hear Katsuki's yelling anymore, all he could hear was the buzzing in his head. He clenched his fists, fingernails digging into his palms.
His best friend was dead, and all he got were scrapes and fucking bruises?
Yuri's blood boiled, thorns poking out of his skin. His breathing became heavy, as he remembered his friend's smile.
"Fuck!!" Yuri screamed. He began tearing the room apart, punching holes in the walls, knocking over the moniter, throwing the small green vase of flowers at the door. His quirk went off left and right, thorny vines and poisonous plants shooting out around him as he continued his tantrum.
The door swung open. Katsuki looked in horror as Yuri continued to tear the room apart. He was usually so calm, so level-headed. Usually it was the other way around, Yuri having to calm down Katsuki during one of his outbursts. He'd seen Yuri upset before, but nothing like this.
"Yuri, the fuck are you doing!?" Katsuki yelled, grabbing the smaller boy by the wrist.
"Let go of me!" Yuri screamed, voice cracking. Thorns grew at his wrist, piercing Katsuki's hand, forcing him to let go.
"Stop it! You're gonna hurt yourself!" Katsuki yelled again, not touching Yuri this time. He was at a loss, had no idea what to do. Yuri continued punching, throwing, not caring that his hands were being cut by glass.
"Why the fuck won't you listen to me!?" Katsuki reached out to Yuri again, but he smacked the hand away.
"Go fuck yourself! I dont have to listen to anyone!" Yuri screamed back, louder. His voice was raspy and broken. Thorns grew bigger, as did the mess.
In an act of desperation, Katsuki said,
"Is this what Kaname would have wanted?"
Yuri froze, jaw clenched.
"He would have wanted you to smile. To let yourself rest." Katsuki continued, stepping closer to the thorn-covered boy.
"The hell do you know? You didn't even like him." Yuri said, almost whispering..
"I know that he loved you. I know he would've hated to see you like this." Katsuki said, softening his tone.
"Yeah? Well he can't see me like this. He's dead." Yuri said, voice cold and harsh. He flinched at his own words. He knew Kaname was dead, but saying it out loud made it all too real.
"Oh my god, Katsuki." His voice broke, lip trembling. "He's dead."
Never, in all his time knowing him, had Katsuki seen Yuri cry. But right now, right in front of him, the small boy broke down sobbing. He was shaking, thorns growing bigger.
"He's dead. I couldn't protect him, and now he's dead 'cos of m-me." Yuri stuttered and sobbed.
Katsuki bit his lip, holding back his own tears. No, he didn't really like Kaname. But he didn't deserve to die. And seeing Yuri like this, the only person Katsuki has ever truly loved, broke him to pieces. There was nothing he could do, or say, that would make him feel better.
He took a step towards Yuri, who had fallen to his knees. Dispite the thorns, dispite the protests, Katsuki embraced him. The thorns hurt, of course, but he didn't care. Yuri needed him, needed to be held, needed to know that he was safe. So he said nothing, and let Yuri sob and prick him with thorns.
Eventually, the thorns went away. But the sobbing didn't. Yuri was now clutching on to Katsuki, crying heavily into his shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Yuri said softly.
"I know." Katsuki replied in a hushed tone, softly stroking the other's head. He was never this gentle, but Yuri needed it.
Eventually, the both fell asleep there, on the hospital floor, surrounded by shattered glass and tears.
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