[ or, bakugou should acknowledge people process trauma differently. it's impossible to feel 'good' or 'comforted' at this early stage of their reunion; not only did he disappear, but denji had to deal with a glimpse of the life that awaits him once they part ways and it's all over. he had to deal with those emotions and for someone who had nothing growing up, and has lost so much— denji did not have the emotional strength to process loss like normal, healthy-minded individuals. then that boy returns in pain and gushing wounds, which is another realization that bakugou's world is equally cruel. his boyfriend won't return and live a perfectly mundane life. he will be dealing with enemies that will come for his head, stripping away the one ounce of reassurance he stupidly fed himself that the hero will, at least, live a long, happy life. it's — a lot. and no, he will not feel good today or anytime soon. will he be leading anything? no. denji is coping. his human side will grieve in a burst of unconsoled sentiments, only to simmer down a few hours later when his devil side mutes them all into utter nonchalant. then— what's next? find something to keep your heart full, run after cheap thrills if you must, pull yourself together, and move on. the next step is supporting bakugou with his recovery, a goal to keep his mind fixated on something palpable.
a physical touch will always be the most effective way to put matters into perspective. it tends to both sides who are equally deprived and starved for validation. it speaks louder than endless words, more grounding and vivid. more trustworthy. not that his boyfriend's verbal reassurance had no influence on him, denji would still perk up when he got compliments here and there; it's bakugou's confession that kept him from slipping away during the rescue mission— it all means so much. however, in this early morning, that kiss is what he needed the most. a smart move from the other, whether it was intentional or not. denji isn't sure what to expect from the therapy sessions, how beneficial would it be to try to contact lilith to do something about bakugou's situation? shouldn't they be able to cure him? then again, didn't the hero mention the lack of painkillers was a major issue? which encouraged him to start finding alternative ways to assist the outsiders heal better? guess that means lilith won't be so helpful in boosting his recovery. ]
You'd never let me down ... [ he glanced over, inwardly a bit taken back. it made him wonder if bakugou was feeling any guilt for all of this. it's not his fault, and denji's feelings about it are not his fault either. his thumb traced delicate circles over the back of bakugou's hand, savoring the texture of his skin, the quiet intimacy between them. he then lifted it slowly and pressed his lips against his knuckles, lingering there for a moment. a simple gesture spoke of devotion, a promise that even if the world kept hurting him, stripping him of his fragile humanity, denji would always be devoted to him. if he couldn't be strong for himself, he would be for bakugou. this might not be the ideal outcome for the hero, yet -unfortunately- there is no way out of it. ]
If you want to talk about it ... I can handle it. [ the war is over. the heroes won. that's one thing that would calm denji down as the details come to light. yet, he wouldn't push the other to go through it if he wasn't ready. ] Your friends ... are they okay?
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a physical touch will always be the most effective way to put matters into perspective. it tends to both sides who are equally deprived and starved for validation. it speaks louder than endless words, more grounding and vivid. more trustworthy. not that his boyfriend's verbal reassurance had no influence on him, denji would still perk up when he got compliments here and there; it's bakugou's confession that kept him from slipping away during the rescue mission— it all means so much. however, in this early morning, that kiss is what he needed the most. a smart move from the other, whether it was intentional or not. denji isn't sure what to expect from the therapy sessions, how beneficial would it be to try to contact lilith to do something about bakugou's situation? shouldn't they be able to cure him? then again, didn't the hero mention the lack of painkillers was a major issue? which encouraged him to start finding alternative ways to assist the outsiders heal better? guess that means lilith won't be so helpful in boosting his recovery. ]
You'd never let me down ... [ he glanced over, inwardly a bit taken back. it made him wonder if bakugou was feeling any guilt for all of this. it's not his fault, and denji's feelings about it are not his fault either. his thumb traced delicate circles over the back of bakugou's hand, savoring the texture of his skin, the quiet intimacy between them. he then lifted it slowly and pressed his lips against his knuckles, lingering there for a moment. a simple gesture spoke of devotion, a promise that even if the world kept hurting him, stripping him of his fragile humanity, denji would always be devoted to him. if he couldn't be strong for himself, he would be for bakugou. this might not be the ideal outcome for the hero, yet -unfortunately- there is no way out of it. ]
If you want to talk about it ... I can handle it. [ the war is over. the heroes won. that's one thing that would calm denji down as the details come to light. yet, he wouldn't push the other to go through it if he wasn't ready. ] Your friends ... are they okay?