Aizawa, Bakugou, Midoriya, and Todoroki getting in a fight with their s/o, and this causes them to leave their s/o. Happy or sad outcomes are okay. <3 Thanks!!
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He feels himself growing frustrated as the tries to calm his partner and to bring their fight back to where they can talk things out better.
Instead, they only seem to get angrier and Aizawa realizes it’s not going to work. They absolutely do not want to listen and they do not want to stop arguing, if anything, it seems like they only want to keep going.
“I’m stopping here.” Aizawa cuts in and steps to the side. “We’ll talk again when you have calmed down.”
As he leaves, his partner yells angrily after him and Aizawa feels the frown on his face deepen and darken and his chest feels tighter and his movements are tense. Whenever his partner has calmed down, they have some apologizing to do and then they have to see if they can finally come to an understanding of each other.
If his partner keeps refusing that or makes their fights worse whenever they discuss something problematic…Aizawa refuses to think about that and sucks in a deep breath of air. He hopes they can fix this, he doesn’t want to just give up on them and their relationship.
He feels the burn of frustration and anger in the back of his throat and his hands are in tight fists at his side. Bakugou never expected to fight like this with his partner and it’s also sadly not the first time they’re fighting like this either.
It feels like things are no longer okay and he doesn’t know how to fix it.
“You know what?” He growls, interrupting their tirade. “I’ll just fucking leave. This shit is over, you can do whatever the fuck you want!”
“Fine then, go!” His partner barks back, feeling just as angry and frustrated as he does.
Bakugou slams the door a little harder than he meant when he leaves, his face angry and dark as he stalks away.
He needs a couple of streets, his pace fast as he angrily stomps down the sidewalk and other pedestrians give him a wide berth, until everything sets in. They broke up.
Raking a hand through his hair, Bakugou releases a frustrated and torn shout and stops for a moment. He doesn’t want to go back, he realizes, not to their arguing and their bickering and all the criticizing they have exchanged instead of understanding.
Spotting a park bench just a bit to the side, Bakugou walks over to it and sits down heavily. His eyes sting and he rubs a hand over it, breathing in and out harshly. His chest feels tight and his whole body is tense, torn between staying where he is and thinking about everything and getting up for a run until he finally stops replaying in his mind.
“Shit fucking damn it.” Bakugou rasps out and presses a hand over his face, breathing in deeply as he tries to keep it together.
He feels overwhelmed and like everything is slipping out of his fingers. The argument has started over something silly in his mind and then it escalated too quickly for him to try and calm things down again.
Midoriya doesn’t know what to do, as his partner yells and growls and he finds him defending himself and telling them to just stop.
His partner only grows angrier at that and the air of the room feels suffocating, while Midoriya feels as if he’s standing with his back to the wall.
“I can’t stay.” He rasps out when their words start to bounce around in his head and he realizes that he’s starting to say things he doesn’t want to talk about while he’s this riled up und unsettled.
“I need to go.” Midoriya quickly sidesteps his partner and walks out of the room, his ears ringing and his breaths tight and small in his chest. He barely realizes that his partner has fallen silent as he rushes along the hallway and down the stairs.
He needs to get out. Pushing the front doors open, he feels the cool night air on his skin and starts, when he realizes he forgot his shoes and the path feels icy cold under his feet. It grounds him though and he stops, taking deep breaths, while his heartbeat slows down and his mind finally settles the inner turmoil down a little.
Quiet, slow steps cause him to look over his shoulder and his partner stands in the doorway, looking ashamed, worried and hurt.
“I’m sorry.” They say. “I don’t know…what’s happening recently with us.”
Midoriya inhales deeply, before he steps towards them. “Let’s talk. I think it’s long overdue we clear some things between us.”
He never thought he could fight like this with his partner. Usually, Todoroki stays calm and listens before he talks things out with them, though in the last couple of months, things have grown progressively tense between them and he just doesn’t know how to fix it.
It feels as if the ground crumbles beneath his feet as he stands before his partner and it feels as if everything has gone out of hand. This fight is the worst they had so far and he realizes he stopped listening to what they say, his whole mind feeling numb and uprooted.
“Stop.” He says, shaking his head and raising his hands. He realizes how tense and tight his shoulders are and his hands have lost all feeling. “I need to go.”
His partner rears back, looking both frustrated and an angry sort of hurt. “Then just leave.” They rasp out and walk past him.
Todoroki stands frozen for a second longer, before he forces his feet to move and he starts to take step after step, until he’s standing outside and closes his eyes.
The outside air feels almost warm in contrast to his suddenly cool skin and Todoroki realizes that he’s breathing in short, tight breaths. Forcing a deeper breath into his lungs, the expanding almost hurts and he tries to loosen the clench of his muscles, his hands in fists at his side.
Exhaling heavily, he lifts a hand and rubs it over his face. Slowly, the tension seeps out of him and Todoroki realizes how tired he is. He is tired of fighting, tired of trying to find a way to fix everything and tired of realizing he can’t even really look at his partner anymore.
Opening his eyes, his vision is blurred and he carefully breathes in deeply, tipping his head back to try and blink away the tears. He doesn’t know what to do; he only knows that he can’t keep going like this.