Warning! Infinity War spoilers ahead!

"Kirishima?!"

Bakugo asked, in suprise, when Kirishima collapses into his arms. The redhead looked terrified, as he clutched onto his best friend.

"K-K-Katsuki...something's wrong..." He whimpered, clutching onto Bakugo tighter. He didn't know what was happening. One second, he was laughing, holding a soda as he told a story about the time he and Ashido went to a haunted house together when they were kids. The next, his legs gave out on him, he found it hard to breath, and he fell into Bakugo. Tears streamed from his eyes, it felt as if his organs were being flipped around a roller coaster before being stepped on by a titan.

"Eijirou...whats wrong?! Answer me!" Bakugo exclaimed, calling Kirishima by his first name, some thing he didn't normally do. But right now he was desperate. His best friend's breathing was shallow, he was sobbing, shaking, terrified.

Bakugo's head shot up. As much as he hated it, he was begging for help. Eijirou's dying Eijirou's dying his breathing is too shallow hes gonna die swallow your fucking pride do something EIJIROU'S DYING! "Someone help! Anyone! My friend needs medical attention!"

They were alone. A second ago, the food court was full of people.

Now it was empty.

"K-Katsuki...I'm sorry....I love-"

"Don't you dare do that shit! I'll help you, I swear on my fucking soul! I'm not letting you die!"

It sounds like goodbye...

Kirishima's  hand landed on the side of Bakugos face, and a second later, it wasn't there.

Bakugo looked down.

Kirishima's body was turning to dust, and blowing away.

A last smile.

"Katsuki..."

He was gone, and Bakugo stared down at his arms, empty.

He let out a frustrated, heart wrenching wail, one that echoed through the empty food court.

(*)

You know that moment when angsty inspiration (Or anspritation, as I like to call it) hits you out of nowhere?

Yeah....

I hate myself.