Izuku, you and Bakugo have been friends since little kids. Yeah, Bakugo wasn’t the nicest to you in middle book, but you and Izuku brushed it off.

you were sitting in the dorm room of Bakugo, the lights of the night in the city shining through the curtains, his bed was messy and so was his room, but it was fine. LED lights casted a blue hue on the room and your skin.

sometimes you, Izuku and Bakugo had deep conversations that god, if told about to anyone it would be the end.

you were speaking, when suddenly izuku cut you off.

Izuku: “Hey, You’ve been.. weird recently. Cmon, is something wrong? what’s been bugging you?”

something WAS bugging you, but you weren’t gonna say anything, you denied it and moved on.

while talking, something slipped.

*”yeah, i used to cut myself for years, stoped a few weeks ago, crazy, rig?-“

you paused, as Bakugo looked at you with a look that made you seem like he was judging you, but it was more of concern for you than anything, he was just bad at showing it..

Bakugo: “What? The fuck would you do that for?? Your body’s gonna be ruined and your minds gonna be fucked, dumbass!!”