First Person POV

My tired eyes groggily opened to the same plain hospital room that I have seen too many times in the past few months. At first glance, It felt like nothing changed. My water bottle remained beside me and my bag of clothes remained tucked in the corner of the freezing room. That was until I noticed the morning sun rays reflecting off of a metallic object on my chest.

I sat up slowly, cupping the snow-white necklace in my hands as I glanced around one last time.

That definitely means Hitoshi visited and didn't even bother to wake me. I feel bad that he always has to worry about me. If he was caught up in anything like the USJ attack I would lose my mind. I just hope he didn't sneak in like last time.

After stretching all of my limbs with an elongated yawn, I rolled out of the cold blankets that enveloped me and strolled into the restroom with my phone in hand.

A long, tired sigh escaped my lips as I took in the rough appearance that reflected back at me through the large mirror.

Recovery girl did a very good job with healing most of my injuries. My legs were fully functional and my arm was almost completely healed. Only a small scar was visible from where the gauntlet injured me. There were also a few small bruises scattered along my face and neck, but those will definitely heal over time.

I powered on my phone, squinting my eyes as the harsh brightness beamed into them. My eyes widening once I noticed the number of notifications I had.

I scrolled through the numerous amount of messages, but the one that really caught my eye was the most recent one.

Katsuki Bakugou
My room is across from yours, come over in the morning, we have to talk.

I read the short message over a few times, before furrowing my brows.

The tone of that message was definitely off. Typical Bakugou would have insulted me, or at least sent one curse word.

It must be serious...but I also don't want to get into trouble.

I felt my heart begin to race as I thought about visiting Bakugou's room.

After a few minutes, I convinced myself to just go.

I need to thank him for what he did yesterday...anyways.

I slowly walked over to the room door, opening it slowly. Once the door was half-open, I peeked from left to right before hopping over to the other side of the hall.

I knocked softly, nervously playing with my gloves before opening it slowly.

I felt my heart squeeze at the sight of Bakugou sleeping.

He looked peaceful. He lay on his side, hugging the pillow as he released soft breaths.

I guess that permanent scowl that covers his face isn't so permanent.

I tiptoed over to his bedside, bitting the inside of my cheek as I debated between waking him or just leaving.

It sounded pretty important, and he said to come in the morning...

"B-Baku...go...." I whispered, kneeling down to his level to make sure he could hear.

Instead of waking up, he groaned softly and turned to face the opposite direction.  A small chuckle escaped my lips as I stood back up and walked over to the opposite side of the bed, kneeling down once again.

"Hey, Bakugou.....wake up," I whispered once again, shaking his shoulder slightly.

This time, his eyes opened slightly.

"Y/N...." He uttered out in the softest tone I have ever heard come from him. Not even a second later, his eyes shot open wide and he threw himself into a sitting position.

"Fuck...I-I'm so sorry..." He sputtered out, his eyes were filled with mortal terror. He began to mutter curses to himself, burying his head in his hands.

What are you sorry for...?

"Hey...are you-" I started, taking in a sharp breath as I took in his state. His breathing had become erratic. I couldn't see his face because his head was still buried in his trembling hands as he continued cursing himself.

It reminded me of the day at the gas station. Seeing Bakugou broken is one thing that I will never get use to. It hurts seeing him like this.

Bakugou POV

I faintly heard Y/N call out my name, but at this moment I couldn't bring myself to even look at her without seeing what Hitoshi did to her.

How can I even look her in the eyes after what I did? How would she react knowing that someone that she trusts turned a blind eye to her when she needed help.

I didn't even realize that tears were flowing from my eyes till I felt wet drops bounce off of my hands. I didn't even realize I was trembling until now.

Am I having a panic attack...?

No...panic attacks are for the weak. I can't have a panic attack. There is no way that I could-

Suddenly the raging storm inside my head went calm as I felt soft gloved hands take my trembling ones.

It was like I had finally reached the eye of the hurricane. But once you reach the eye of a hurricane, you still have to go through chaos to get to the other side. The chaos of having to tell Y/N what I did. The chaos of
Y/N never talking to me again.

I slowly raised my head, letting Y/N's soft
E/C eyes finally lock with mine.

"Hey...you're okay now...I want you to take some deep breaths for me Bakugou." She spoke softly, rubbing circles on the backs of my hands.

My breathing began to slow as I focused only on her voice.

"Hey...what did you have to tell me Bakugou...?" She questioned, softly releasing my hands once my breathing began to slow back to normal. I instantly lowered my gaze to my lap, wiping the last tears from my eyes.

"If you're not ready to talk about it, that's al-" She started before I took a deep breath and faced her.

When I sent her that text last night, I thought id be ready to tell her. I thought I could just be a man for once and face my mistakes.

"Y/N..." I spoke lowly, causing her to give me her full attention. "You might not ever want to talk to me again after I tell you this...but..." I spoke, watching her expression shift to a nervous one upon the words leaving my mouth.

This is it...

"I-I....I-"

"I like you..." She cut me off, smiling softly as she thought she had finished my sentence.

My eyes widened, as I was rendered speechless.

Y/N began shyly playing with her gloves as we were enveloped in an awkward silence.

"You do...?" I muttered, feeling my soul begin to be crushed. She looked up at me her expression laced in pure happiness.

A happiness that I didn't want to
crush.

I definitely like Y/N also. I've liked
Y/N since the first day I laid eyes on her. But this just ruined my whole plan. Now that I know she likes me back, this makes things worse. I don't deserve to be liked by her.

I don't deserve it

"I wanted to tell you, but I was always too nervous. I'm glad that you feel the same way Bakugou." She chuckled as she held my gaze.

I can't hurt her...I can't tell her.

I let a weak smile pull at my lips as I pulled her into a hug.

The hug might not have meant much to Y/N but this hug was a hug full of sorrow, sadness, and regret.

I'm sorry Y/N...

"I guess you can call me Katsuki now dumbass..."

A/N: I feel like im writing Bakugou so OOC. Like how do you write an emotional scene with Bakugou in it. I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. It just keeps getting messier and messier.

Peace out ✌