When I'm pretty confident everyone else is asleep I get up and go the bathroom. It's not can do anything so I'll just cry it out. I'm weak.

I can't help but feel like that super smash game was an omen of sorts. Telling me I'll never be #1 hero. Why do I even believe that anymore. I can't be anything.

Tears are starting to form. Why here? Why now? Why do I have to be like this. I should be happy. I have, contrary to popular belief, friends who like me and I'm at a sleepover with them. I'm going to be moving into dorms with them and spend more time with them, but I just can't help but to hate myself for all my bad qualities. What kind of person yells at their friends? Me. I'm not a good friend. They deserve better.

Great. The tears roll down my face. I hope no one is awake to hear my crying. Even if I'm trying my best not to make any noise. I wish I could do something right now. Hurt myself. But I'm in Deku's house. I'd probably get careless and he'd find blood and would question it.

I find myself leaning against the wall and sinking to the floor, crying silently.

I hear a quiet knock on the door. No it can't be a knock. It must be something else. I try to wipe my tears as quickly as I can just in case.

"Bakugou." I hear a whisper. Great. Half and Half again.

"Occupied." I whisper yell.

The doorknob starts to turn, slowly. Great I forgot to lock the fucking door. He's gonna see me.

"I said occupied you Bastard don't come in." I sniff. God damnit.

He opens the door and sees me. His eyes widen at the sight of me. Great now he's seeing me weak, again. How many times will this happen. Why is the universe against me keeping this to myself.

"If you're gonna stay close the fucking door. Or close the door on your way out." He did the option I most expected and least wanted. He closed the door and stayed, sitting down and inching closer to me.

"Are you okay?" He says.

"What do you think?"

"Probably not."

"I'm fine." I cover my face because I know I'll just end up crying again.

"What's wrong?" He asks, still with a blank expression on his face."

"Nothing."

There's a few moments of silence again. Why are there so many silences between us. I tilt my head up about to say something when he grabs my arm.

"Hey what the hell." Before I can say anything else he pulls my long sleeve down, revealing my bandages. At least I did that before I came over.

"What are these?"

"Bandages you idiot. I get into fights."

"Then why aren't they anywhere else on your body?" I don't have an answer to that.

"None of your business."

"Do you hurt yourself." As blunt as ever. I free my arm from his grip.

"What the hell are you on." I say. I stand up to leave. He figured it out but I can't let him see me vulnerable again. I'll have to avoid him more. When I step to walk away Todoroki grabs my arm again.

"Let go or I-" then he does something I'd never expect. He gave me a hug. I was a shocked at first, I didn't move at all. His embrace was warm though. A little part of me wanted to stay in his arms. I stay silent while he continues to hug me.

"It's Okay. Bakugou. It's okay." I don't know why but something about those words made me break down. If I weren't in his arms I would've fallen to the floor. I hugged him back, tightly, and cried. He stood in silence. His facial expression never wavering.

After minutes of crying I finally let go and wiped my remaining tears.

Todoroki just stood there, still a blank expression on his face. A bunch of questions came through my mind. Questions like why does he care, after everything I've done. What does he mean by he's been through it before.

"Are you okay for now." He asked.

I let out a tiny smile. "For now."

"I'm gonna go back to bed then. Talk tomorrow?"

"Sure whatever," before he left the bathroom I said something.

"Hey." He looked at me.

"Don't tell anyone."

"I won't."

"One more thing."

"Yes?"

"Thanks, Todoroki." A small smile appeared on his face. I returned it with another small smile. He left the bathroom, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

For the first time in a while I didn't have negative thoughts though. They were thoughts about Todoroki's hug and how he was there for me.

Ugh. When did I become such a sap or whatever. I exit out of the bathroom and actually manage to fall asleep and get a good nights rest.

The next few days where hectic. Everyone was moving into the dorms and we even had a competition to see who's dorm was the best. Jirou and Yaoyarozu's dorm won. Kirishima and Kaminari's in a close second.

During the entire competition, Bakugou didn't show up. Understandable because he was sleeping, but personally I didn't really think he was really asleep.

When the competition was over everyone went down to the common area and sat down to talk more, which is when I decided to take my leave.

"Going to bed, Todoroki?" Yaoyorozu asked as I pushed the button on the elevator.

"Yes. I'm feeling tired." I tell her. It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the truth either. I wanted to check on Bakugou.

"Goodnight! See you tomorrow!" Hagakure said. The elevator door opened and I stepped inside. I would have waved goodnight to her but I couldn't see her. Her outfit was being covered by the couch.

I clicked to go to floor 3, where Bakugou and me's dorm was. The elevator door closed as I was waving at everyone else.

I start to think about everything that has happened the past few days. Going to Midoriya's sleepover and having a little bonding moment with Bakugou. Midoriya also confessed to me and since then we haven't really talked. He keeps avoiding me. Moving in with Bakugou was easier than expected though. He just had one rule. I was to never go in his room. If he really is asleep though he won't notice if I do, also I'll just look inside, not go in.

The elevator door opened before I knew it so I stepped out and walked to the room. When I got there I went over to Bakugou's room and it's closed door. I heard the shift of the blankets and curiously opened the door to see Bakugou moving around everywhere on his bed, eyes closed. Was he having a nightmare?

"Let me go.." He moves around more. I go over to wake him up.

"Hey, Bakugou." I shake him a little bit. He jolts up and looks around to see me.

"Icyhot.. what are you doing in my room?" He groggily asks.

"You were having a nightmare. I had to wake you." Okay I probably didn't HAVE too but I wanted too.

"Well I'm fine. It happens every night."

Every night. That isn't good. He probably doesn't get a lot of good sleep then.

"You must be tired." I say.

"I'm fine."

No you're not. Stop saying you are. You wear a mask of anger and fire but really you're hurting and sad. I want to tell him this. I want to help him. Should I hug him again?

"Do you want another hug?"

"What I want is good fucking sleep." He turns the other way. I don't know what else to do but I want to help him.

He probably wants someone to help him, even if he won't admit it. I have felt a little of what he's feeling right now. When I was living with my father.

Before I could think about what I was doing I hop into the bed with him.

"The fuck are you doing?" He says.

"Maybe I can help. Can I try?" I ask.

Bakugou either thinks about it or has trouble forming the right words to yell at me. Reluctantly he decides to let me try to help.

I lay down with him and I give him a hug. He returns the hug and we just lay there in silence. Instead of being its normal awkward silence, It's a comforting silence. We just let the silence take over.

Eventually Bakugou drifts to sleep. I look at him. He looks peaceful. He doesn't scrunch up his face in anger or anything.

I try to get out of his bed but he holds on to me tighter. I try again but he just squeezes even more. So I just decide to stay.

"It's okay, Bakugou. I'm here." I drift off into an easy sleep.