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[Team three] the worst way to say hello (part 2)
Guess I'm continuing this tdbk one I started a few weeks ago. It got dramatic, I'm sorry lol
BNHA, short-ish, cw: blood
"I know you don't want to hear this, but you absolutely have to go to a hospital. My first aid skills can only do so much," Todoroki says, looking down at his blood-soaked hands instead of meeting Bakugou's eyes.
His voice sounds similar to his usually stoic, detached tone, but there's a shakiness underneath, a worry he can't quite mask. Bakugou knows the wound is probably a lot worse than it looks. It's deep, for sure. He could feel that from when the blade pierced through his skin.
"You were closer than the hospital," Bakugou replies, and he almost winces at how strained his voice has become.
He's lying on the floor of Todoroki's genkan, having collapsed as soon as Todoroki had pulled him inside. Now he's bleeding all over the floor and watching it pool by Todoroki's small collection of shoes. He catches a glimpse of an ugly pair of sandals and almost laughs. Can't believe Todoroki hadn't tossed those yet.
Looking at the shoes, he feels a pang of nostalgia.
Or is that just a pang of pain? Bakugou's having trouble sorting through and distinguishing all his emotions at the moment. Damn blood loss.
"I'm calling for an ambulance," Todoroki says, fumbling to fish his phone out of his pocket.
Bakugou watches his bloody fingers leave red streaks on the fabric, thinking about how Todoroki absolutely will not be able to figure out how to wash away the bloodstains later. Actually, he's probably gonna have a hard time cleaning up the floor too. He always sucked at even the easiest bits of housework.
Above him, he can hear Todoroki speaking to the emergency dispatcher on the phone, giving details about their location and how bad Bakugou's injury is. But Bakugou can't manage to focus enough to listen, even as Todoroki starts asking about whether or not he should try to cauterize the wound.
It's weird being back in this apartment, Bakugou thinks. Things didn't work out so well the last time he was here. He remembers the argument. He remembers the way they hurled angry insults at each other, each word cutting almost as deeply as a real knife would. He remembers being too angry to think clearly, being so furious that he struck out in all the ways he knew would hurt the most, pulling scabs off of old internal wounds with each piercing word.
He regrets the way things ended. But all this time, he's been too stubborn to try to make amends. He can't find the right words to apologize. Not when he's afraid those words might become weapons again if he doesn't wield them right. He doesn't trust himself anymore.
"Katsuki," Todoroki's voice cuts into his spiraling thoughts, and Bakugou feels a cold hand press against his face. It jolts him out of the drowsiness threatening to overtake him while he's reminiscing.
"You have to stay awake," Todoroki continues. "Help is on the way."
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shinysylver!
BNHA, short-ish, cw: blood
"I know you don't want to hear this, but you absolutely have to go to a hospital. My first aid skills can only do so much," Todoroki says, looking down at his blood-soaked hands instead of meeting Bakugou's eyes.
His voice sounds similar to his usually stoic, detached tone, but there's a shakiness underneath, a worry he can't quite mask. Bakugou knows the wound is probably a lot worse than it looks. It's deep, for sure. He could feel that from when the blade pierced through his skin.
"You were closer than the hospital," Bakugou replies, and he almost winces at how strained his voice has become.
He's lying on the floor of Todoroki's genkan, having collapsed as soon as Todoroki had pulled him inside. Now he's bleeding all over the floor and watching it pool by Todoroki's small collection of shoes. He catches a glimpse of an ugly pair of sandals and almost laughs. Can't believe Todoroki hadn't tossed those yet.
Looking at the shoes, he feels a pang of nostalgia.
Or is that just a pang of pain? Bakugou's having trouble sorting through and distinguishing all his emotions at the moment. Damn blood loss.
"I'm calling for an ambulance," Todoroki says, fumbling to fish his phone out of his pocket.
Bakugou watches his bloody fingers leave red streaks on the fabric, thinking about how Todoroki absolutely will not be able to figure out how to wash away the bloodstains later. Actually, he's probably gonna have a hard time cleaning up the floor too. He always sucked at even the easiest bits of housework.
Above him, he can hear Todoroki speaking to the emergency dispatcher on the phone, giving details about their location and how bad Bakugou's injury is. But Bakugou can't manage to focus enough to listen, even as Todoroki starts asking about whether or not he should try to cauterize the wound.
It's weird being back in this apartment, Bakugou thinks. Things didn't work out so well the last time he was here. He remembers the argument. He remembers the way they hurled angry insults at each other, each word cutting almost as deeply as a real knife would. He remembers being too angry to think clearly, being so furious that he struck out in all the ways he knew would hurt the most, pulling scabs off of old internal wounds with each piercing word.
He regrets the way things ended. But all this time, he's been too stubborn to try to make amends. He can't find the right words to apologize. Not when he's afraid those words might become weapons again if he doesn't wield them right. He doesn't trust himself anymore.
"Katsuki," Todoroki's voice cuts into his spiraling thoughts, and Bakugou feels a cold hand press against his face. It jolts him out of the drowsiness threatening to overtake him while he's reminiscing.
"You have to stay awake," Todoroki continues. "Help is on the way."
You're up
shinysylver!