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Izuku tears up “ p.. please don’t make me..”
Izuku tears up “ p.. please don’t make me..”
Izukus eyes darted to bakugo and back, tears streaming down his face.
Bakugo was trying not to cry himself, struggling against his restraints. Kirishima sighed irritably. “Fine. Then just sit here a moment, and don’t you dare move a muscle.” He then goes over to his wardrobe and pulls out what looks like an electric prod. “Hmm, this should do fine…” he mumbled, then approached Bakugo, who growled at him. “Do your worst.” He spat, making Kirishima chuckle. “If you say so!”
Izukus eyes widened “ no! Stop!” Izuku had almost stood up.” I.. I’m sorry , “ Izuku kept repeating himself
Kirishima looked over at Izuku with a glare. “Shut up!” He snapped. Bakugo looked over at Izuku. “I-it’s okay ‘Zuku. I can handle whatever this asshole throws at me. What matters is you’re safe.” Kirishima rolled his eyes. “You’re being too sweet, it’s sickening!” He jabs Bakugo in the side with the prod after turning it on, making Bakugo jolt and grit his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut.
Izuku closed his eyes not being able to watch,( strong zuku time) the gantlet design on izukus jacket lit up green and bad a clicking sound just like bakugo’s . And when Izuku looked at them his eyes had flashed bright green. Just like when he was fighting overhaul,
Kirishima stopped and glared at Izuku, making Bakugo sigh in relief and relax some. “Don’t you even think about it!” He snapped, turning up the power on the prod and jabbing it back into Bakugo’s side, who let out a yell in response. “Unless you want me to fry him!”
Izuku hesitates, but kirishima had never seen him use 100%,and exactly what Izuku did. In seconds the rod was on the ground and Izuku had kick kirishima away from him
Kirishima smacked against the wall and was knocked out, Bakugo glared at the red-haired teenager, pain written on his face from the dull ache the prod had left in his body.
Izuku worked quickly, he unlatched the chains “ come on!” Izuku said grabbing his shoes and trying to support bakugo
Bakugo was going to stop Izuku from helping him but his legs felt weak, so he begrudgingly held on to the smaller as they quickly left the building.
When they got out onto the street Izuku helped bakugo duck into an alley, “ he’s going to wake up Any minute”
“Goddammit, what are we going to do? I’m fucking useless!” Bakugo asked, using the wall near him to try and stand on his own.
Izuku looked at bakugo “ no your not” Izuku said, Izuku noticed what he was doing. “ kachan, do you have your boots on?” Izuku asked. He hoped he did, Izuku pulled what looked like a little metal slap bracelet off his wrist and flattened it out.
“Well duh I have my boots on!” Bakugo replied, leaning against the wall to stay standing. “Why?”
Izuku nodded, he knelt down and untied the boot of bakugo’s injured leg. In the back of the boot Izuku sloped the metal band in between the boot and bakugo’s leg. Izuku ties his boot back as tight as he could get it, “ you should have support just don’t bend your ankle”
Bakugo hissed and groaned in pain as Izuku did this, but sighed some when he was done. “Thanks…” he mumbled, rubbing his face with his hand.
Izuku nodded standing up. “ come on, “ before Izuku moved anymore he put his head on bakugo’s chest.
Bakugo hugged Izuku close, sighing some. “I failed you again…”
“ you haven’t failed me at all kachan, stop saying that!” Izuku said. Izuku wrapped his arms around bakugo. “ you make me stronger. “ Izuku said, he let go of the hug “ okay let’s go, before he finds us again”
Bakugo nods some, and they leave, Bakugo walking with Izuku’s help. He couldn’t help but think how useless he was when Izuku was in trouble, though. He felt awful about it.
Izuku had a determined look on his face, it’s wasn’t a happy one either. Izuku was planning on how to stop kirishima. His jacket glowed and clicked again. Showing he was back at full energy. Izuku looked to bakugo his expression changing to something soft “ your house? My mom will freak if she sees us like this. She may never let either of us out” he said looking back down on the ground
"My house won't be much better. My mom'll probably just tell me off for being weak and letting this happen." Bakugo replied with a quiet scoff. "At least your mom would give a shit about the condition either of us are in."
Izuku felt kinda guilty when it came to there moms, Izuku had it good while bakugo was being bullied by his own mom, he sighed “ so… where to?” Izuku asked. While Izuku was thinking again he has subconsciously intertwined his fingers with bakugo’s, the same way he did the night bakugo kissed him for the first time.
Bakugo noticed Izuku holding onto his hand but didn't say anything about it for the time being. "I hate to do this to your mom, but we should probably go over to your place… I know she'll be worried, but that'll probably be best for now." He said quietly. He didn't want to have to look his mom in the eye on the same day he'd failed Izuku.
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