AN: watched s7 ep11 mha, rip😔

Izuku pov:

Kacchan made me sleep on the floor last night and he hasn't spoken to me all morning, I can't just forget about what happened though. He hugged me! Why is he mad at me!? Ugh, why do I bother, that's just the kind of person he is.

We're about to enter class. "Welcome back Mr Aizawa!" I hear Kirishima's voice through the door. It can't be! He's back?! I swing the door open to see the one and only Mr Aizawa.

"Mr Aizawa! I'm so glad to see you out of hospital!" I yelled. Kacchan finally lifted his head.

"Midor-" Mr Aizawa tried to speak but was cut off.

"HEY EYEBAGS! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? UN-CUFF US!" Kacchan shouted, felt like he was holding that in for a while. Mr Aizawa looked at our safety pinned clothes and bruised wrists before he spoke.

"Bakugo, Midoriya, I am genuinely sorry, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have picked this punishment." Mr Aizawa apologised, it seemed like he honestly felt bad, I've never heard this much emotion in his voice before.

"I'm just happy you're ok." I replied. He came over and unlocked our handcuffs, war was over, it was a relief but there was something else I was feeling and I didn't know what it was.

Bakugo pov:

I'm finally free, I don't have to deal with that nerd anymore. I grasped my forearm and pressed on the red and purple indents on my wrist, they were sore and a bit numb. I glanced over at Deku looking down at his wrist, I turned my back to him and walked away and for the first time in what felt like forever, he didn't follow close behind me.

(Night)

Everything is back to normal. I didn't realise how much I got used to the way we were living I thought to myself while I looked in the mirror with my safety pinned shirt on. I don't need to cut my shirts anymore! I ripped my shirt off and scrunched it up in my hand, the sparks from my hand causing it to burn.

"What am I doing?" I whispered to myself. I think I just need to sleep and I can finally sleep comfortably! Or so I thought.

(1 hour later)

Go. To. Sleep. I've been staring at the ceiling for an hour now, why can't I sleep!? I groaned and put my hands over my eyes. Eventually I sat up and ran my hands up through my hair, burying my face into my knees.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit." I don't get it! I slammed my fist into the wall and fell back down onto my pillow.

Izuku pov:

*BANG*

What the heck was that?! I peaked my head out my dorm but it was completely silent. I looked over at my clock, it's getting late, I should probably go to sleep... in my own bed... by myself. I sighed and pushed my back up against my door, sliding down to the floor.