✰ ─ closed starter for @bombhero
Uraraka woke up in cold sweat and gasping for air, another nightmare. It was the same moment over and over again she couldn’t save him he died of his wounds. Even after counselling by Aizawa that she did everything she could, she couldn’t stop the nightmares that would keep her awake at night. It was terrifying and it hurts. Of course, she knew that being a hero death would be a huge part of life but she didn’t think that she would come across it so soon. Mentally she wasn’t prepared, then again would anybody be. You try to save everyone the best you can but sometimes it wasn’t good enough. Maybe she wasn’t good enough. Maybe she wasn’t cut out for the job. She jumped out of bed before her thoughts would get too dark she had been there and it was a crying fest after that. Changing into a fresh pair of pyjama’s since the ones she wore wear soaked from sweat, she would head downstairs into the common kitchen and get something to drink before heading outside and get some fresh air. It would calm her down and have her recollect herself.
When she arrived in the common area she noticed that she wasn’t alone which was strange since it was the middle of the night and everyone else in the dorm was fast asleep. With the lights turned off still all she saw was a small light coming from the couches as if somebody was sitting on their phone scrolling through who knows what. When she did another take on who was awake she noticed the blond spikey hair. Bakugou??. What was he doing up so late? he is like the person that would go to bed first out of everyone. She walked into the kitchen area and got herself a glass of water before she would go up to him and took a seat herself on the other couch. ❛ Can’t sleep either? ❜
