Bakugou sat in class his normal scowl remaining as Aizawa talked about math he could care less about, he wanted to get home and just relax.

It was the week after their internships and final exams so everyone was tense still, except Bakugou, he was just pissed as ever about the sports festival. Winning in a fight that didn't even count really triggered him.

He laid his head on his desk as a growl resided in the back of his throat. He was growing impatient with the lesson and just wanted it to be over so he could go home.

At some point he figured he must've fallen asleep, cause the next thing he knew he felt a hand softly shake him away.

"Kacchan it's time to go home." Bakugou nearly growled at the familiar voice of his childhood friend, he glared up at the green haired boy and watched him flinch.

"Whatever dumbass." He growled standing up, grabbing his bag.

"K-Kacchan um…I-I was meaning to a-ask you…" Midoriya said fidgeting as he looked down. Bakugou glared at him.

"I-I don't think I-I need to s-stay at your h-house anymo-"

"Shut the fuck up, your staying with me till our mom's get home." Bakugou growled, lightly punching him on top of the head.

Midoriya blinked and smiled softly, he opened his mouth to say something but instead they just heard Ochako's voice.

"Deku! Come get ice cream with us!" She yelled at him, Midoriya looked back and nodded.

"I guess I'll meet you at home then Kacchan." Midoriya said smiling softly and bowing. Bakugou clicked his tongue and walked past him towards the door.

"Aye Bakugou! Wanna come with us to eat?"

Bakugou glared to his side as he saw Kirishima waving him over.

"Like hell I would, I'm going home." He said before leaving, not bothering to give an excuse.

He walked down the hall in silence, for the past two days he had Midoriya to walk next to him on their way home, which annoyed the shit out of Bakugou when he would mumble, but he did sometimes enjoy his company.

Bakugou continued to walk till he left the school and was on his way to the train station, he pulled out his phone and looked through it.

It had been two days since Midoriya had his depression hit hard, but he was getting over it. Sure, a few panic attacks here and there but nothing Bakugou couldn't take care of.

He rubbed his head, he didn't know if it was just stress or what the hell but his headache was killing him slowly.

Maybe it's my contacts.

He sighed and glanced out the train window, his vision was slightly blurry.

And that's when it hit him, he hadn't changed out his monthly contacts in two months. Because the ones in his eyes were his last pair.

Fuck

The pain in his head wasn't going away, only increasing. He'd just have to take them out as he got home.

And wear his damn glasses the rest of the night otherwise it'd be hell.

The train soon arrived at his stop and he got off, he gritted his teeth to take his mind off the pounding in his head.

He entered his house and lowered his bag to the floor as he removed his shoes.

Rushing to the bathroom, he quickly took out his contact case and the solution. He always hated how damn stupid his eyes were, he'd be blind without his contacts or glasses to be honest.

He removed a contact and held it in his hand, it was dry and sticky, but he ignored it, sticking it back in the case along with the other.

He slipped his glasses on and glanced at himself in the mirror, running a hand through his hair he sighed.

His glasses were black and fairly large, a little bigger than his actual eyes, he mostly choose them because they were the first pair he saw when he wanted to get out of the eye glass store plus he would only wear them around the house.

He walked out to the living room and to his own room, changing out of his uniform and into a pair of brown shorts and a white V neck.

His footsteps echoed through the empty house as he looked at his phone, he turned backwards and flopped onto the couch over the armrest.

His glasses bounced off his face and then back on, landed a little weird seeing as they were a little to big.

He had gotten them a year ago and his prescription hadn't really changed so he could see fine, reaching onto the coffee table he grabbed the remote and turned the TV on for background noise.

Being by himself wasn't all that bad, but he hated the silence when he was alone, reminded him too much of that day when Midoriya tried to jump off the roof, when it was just them, the rain and his friend's sobs.

Bakugou had to go to therapy for a week cause his mom thought he needed it, neither Midoriya or Bakugou had told anyone it was Bakugou who had told him to jump.

Bakugou sighed, putting an earbud in his ear and playing one of his favorite songs.

The two noises in the room clashed slightly, his favorite country song blasting while the news reporter talked about All Might and Endeavor.

He looked at he TV and yawned slightly, between the extremely slow and boring school day, Midoriya's small panic attack earlier that day, and his contacts being little shits, he was worn out.

Bakugou yawned again, he turned on his side, his back facing the TV and his music still playing, switching onto the the next song in the playlist.

He closed his eyes and curled up slightly, his breathing slowing as he began to loose all consciousness, his glasses falling off his face as he began to sleep.

A/N: Okay imma just come right out and say it, Bakugou with glasses give me hecCI E. I don't know why I just think it's beautiful xD. Sorry that this is so late but I kinda procrastinate a lot and frickin school is a thing that exists. So I'll try to update as much as possible (ง •̀ω•́)ง✧ Anyway, thank you all so much for reading as see you in the next chapter!