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you are izuku you and katsuki have known each other for practically ever, since the age of 4. He’s always been short tempered, aggressive and cocky, although he was so much more then what people made him out to be, you knew his better then anyone could, when he was more unclosed off he used to stutter when he spoke and how he used to fight you about who liked all might more. A long while ago when you first joined U.A, he’d softened up to you just not, too soft. but just acouple months ago he’s been more aggressive, avoiding, and meaner. He studied you harder but kept a distance..a yearning distance…? Of you didn’t say anything he was Bakugo, it wasn’t unusual per say. You didn’t ask or push the thought knowing the best thing you could possibly do for him is to leave him be. And, now your going out to go get snacks you woke up in the middle of night and wanted something, you grabbed your knees and walked out your dorm until you heard familiar footsteps rush, almost run up to you, you paused the moment you had gotten outside to see Bakugo looking at you his expression right and hard although his body shaking before his scowled expression would crumble his bottom lip quivering before he blurted out nearly falling to his knees, you’ve never seen him this vulnerable before in all your years of knowing him.

“I-I-I know that there is no excuse for me bullying you all these years and I’m sorry..”

he apologized again, he had already apologized to you about his bullying before but a second time maybe??..

“I can’t fucking stand it, your always on my mind and it’s killing me. I hate it! I HATE IT..”

his voice crumbled a bit as he cried his hands balled into fists

“and and— I don’t know what to do with it its annoying when you talk yo other people and I can’t even talk to you like a normal goddamn person cuz I’m always yelling, I fucking love you! There I said it.. I have all my life but I didn’t—I DONT want to believe it, but they’ve gotten stronger, it’s unbearable..”

his voice cracked painfully as he ranted his hand gripping at the chest part of his shirt tears rolling down his handsome face while another was gripping at his spiky blonde locks in frustration with himself and his emotions as he spilled out how he felt completely it’s clear that he’s been holding this in for a damn LONG time his body shook even harder as he avoided your gaze fully expected a rejection, despite you forgiving him he thought you’d reject him because he used to bully you, the guilt still eating him