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Kirishima laid on the ground, unable to move as the pain in his abdomen grew. His quirk was his shield, and yet here he was, slowly bleeding out from the gapin hand-print cracked into his muscles. An explosive blond was at his side, extreme anger more likely an attempt to hide PAIN. Despite being the resident-hothead, Kirishima could see the glazed over look in his eyes, the trembling of his lips as he said that it would be alright.
“Stop fucking around and get up, shitty hair!”
“I really don’t think I can, bro… Hey, can ya tell Kami that he’ll be a great hero And can you tell Sero and Mina that they’re gonna be some of the best?”
“Tell them all that shit yourself , idiot!”
“‘N tell Aizawa that he was a great teacher…”
“Stop saying all this sappy shit, shitty hair…”
“Isn’t Tetsu’s b-day in a few weeks? I left a gift for him in my dorm, if ya find it can you give it to ‘m?”
“Shut the fuck up ! You’re not gonna fucking die , Kirishima!”
“Y’kno, dude, I have this feeling that you’re gonna be number one…”
“Don’t be stupid, you’re gonna be number one…”
“I thought I was already number one in you heart, Katsuki?”
“You’re so fucking dumb, Kirishima,” Bakugou said instead, eyes watery.
Kirishima ran a shaky hand through Bakugou’s hair, “People say that you smell like too much caramel, but that’s just one of the things I love about you-”
“Don’t start with that, idiot,” Bakugou stated, ignoring the sting the small action gave him.
“Before I go there’s one thing I want.”
The blond was quiet, before conceding, “And what’s that ?”
“Can- Can you give me a smile?”
“What- What does that fucking mean?”
“Smile for me, give me a smile that’ll melt my heart.”
“I can’t fucking smile right now, idiot! You’re- That’s-”
“I don’t want my last memory of you being a sad one…”
“It’s not gonna be the fuckin’ last !”
“Just… Just smile for me baby.”
“How can I fucking do that now ?” Bakugou asked, tears slipping from his eyes.
“Hey, hey! Don’t cry, it’s gonna be alright!” Kirishima swiped a calloused thumb over Bakugou’s cheek, a pained smile resting on his face.
“No, it’s fucking not! Not if you’re not, idiot!”
“There’s actually one last thing I need to say…” Kirishima hesitated, “Bakugou Katsuki, I love you.”
Bakugou was silent, his tears leaving trails down his cheeks as he stared at the red-head for a moment… A moment too long. He knew immediately then it was too late, but it didn’t stop the broken whisper of denial hissing in his ear.
“No, no, no, no. You can’t . You can’t just leave! I didn’t get to fucking say anything! Don’t leave…” Bakugou grew quiet, brushing his fingers against Kirishima’s cheek before pulling back and whispering, “ I loved you too.”