[Katsuki.... needs some help. A lot of help, really. And he's finally reached a point where he's realized this on his own, and has decided to try and take the steps to get that help as much as it hurts his pride.
Because recently, Katsuki was shown a vision of his future. A future he was once so excited for was now something he dreaded going back home to. Because his best friend, who he'd only recently reconciled with, was losing his Quirk. The one thing that he needed to be a Hero. Which means their future together constantly competing and fighting for the top spot was no more, and Katsuki wasn't handling it very well.
The grief comes in waves, and one moment he'll be feeling fine and normal until he suddenly remembers that Izuku's losing his Quirk and it sets him off all over again. He'd slept for nearly a day straight after finishing off the mech mission, and ended up not leaving his bed besides when he needed to for the next three. His partner was so worried that he built him a little nest of sorts and even read to him... it was day four, when Katsuki got a whiff of himself after having not showered, when he realized he needed to do something about this. Before it got bad enough to make him want to never go home again.
So.. he's at Haven Hotel. His brother, Cole, worked here as a therapist of sorts and has told him about it before. He would've simply asked Cole to help, but he was worried about brotherly bias coming into play even though he knows Cole wouldn't let it. Still, he felt that a completely unrelated third party would probably be better in this situation and so he walks in looking for someone who could direct him towards someone who could help. Wearing a black hoodie with the hood pulled over his head and a face mask to try and hide his identity a little. Feeling deeply embarrassed to be here at all in the first place.
This is when he sees Louis-- someone he's met maybe twice before, and he knew that the other resided in the hotel. He'd probably know who the other therapists are in this place, so he approaches him cautiously.]
Uh.. hey. Y'know anything about any.. uh... th-therapists.. 'round here...?
[He sounds like he's asking for drugs or something with how he whispers that to Louis, and looks around his shoulders as if deathly worried someone will overhear.]
[... Honestly, at first, Bakugo's getting a blink and a head tilt, as if Louis can't believe he's being asked a question like that - and as if it's something taboo and sordid, no less. It kind of makes a few jokes he's made in the past land a lot better, actually.
But once that quick second passes, he ends up waving Bakugo to step a bit closer, purely so he can drop his voice as if it really is something illegal.]
As a matter of fact... would you like to follow me up to my office?
[The fact that Louis plays along rather than asking him why he's being so dodgy helps put him at ease, a little. And he leans in when motioned to, nodding when he's asked to follow to the office.]
[The technicality of "he has textbooks in his room that he reads a lot". Very dependable and trustworthy!! He'll motion for Bakugo to follow, though, bringing him over to one of the hotel's elevators.]
While we make our way there... why not tell me what has you looking for a therapist in the first place?
[Katsuki repeats that under his breath, but he doesn't linger on it. Deciding to follow, hands shoved in hoodie pocket.
He's hesitant to tell Louis anything outrightly, but ultimately decides to. In a hushed voice.]
The reason I'm here is 'cuz I've been laying in bed for days and it ain't like me. But... I saw something that I just can't get out of my fuckin' head. And every time I try to think of something else it just comes right back.
Mmm... I have an idea of what happened, yes. I managed to avoid the majority of it, personally. I take it, then, that you were witness to something particularly difficult?
[So, y'know... trauma? It was traumatic? Just accept that it was traumatic, Katsuki, that's so much easier for you --]
["Apparently" because a part of him still doesn't want to believe it.]
When I got sent here, I was in the middle of a war. I had just won my own battle, and I've been wondering what happens next. If I make it out alright or if my friends do.
[Already, Louis's making mental notes of what exactly Bakugo could slot into - the different labels and conditions that could apply - but more than that... He's also thinking nice and deep on the implications of what the other's just said. "In the middle of a war", "what happens next", "never wanna go back home".]
... It must have been something devestating, then. To make you never wish to return. Do you have anyone close enough, someone whom you trust, that you could talk to? Or is that why you're seeking a therapist?
Bear in mind - I'm not asking to try and shirk you onto your friends or family. It's just important to know if you have others to support you outside of our discussions.
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Because recently, Katsuki was shown a vision of his future. A future he was once so excited for was now something he dreaded going back home to. Because his best friend, who he'd only recently reconciled with, was losing his Quirk. The one thing that he needed to be a Hero. Which means their future together constantly competing and fighting for the top spot was no more, and Katsuki wasn't handling it very well.
The grief comes in waves, and one moment he'll be feeling fine and normal until he suddenly remembers that Izuku's losing his Quirk and it sets him off all over again. He'd slept for nearly a day straight after finishing off the mech mission, and ended up not leaving his bed besides when he needed to for the next three. His partner was so worried that he built him a little nest of sorts and even read to him... it was day four, when Katsuki got a whiff of himself after having not showered, when he realized he needed to do something about this. Before it got bad enough to make him want to never go home again.
So.. he's at Haven Hotel. His brother, Cole, worked here as a therapist of sorts and has told him about it before. He would've simply asked Cole to help, but he was worried about brotherly bias coming into play even though he knows Cole wouldn't let it. Still, he felt that a completely unrelated third party would probably be better in this situation and so he walks in looking for someone who could direct him towards someone who could help. Wearing a black hoodie with the hood pulled over his head and a face mask to try and hide his identity a little. Feeling deeply embarrassed to be here at all in the first place.
This is when he sees Louis-- someone he's met maybe twice before, and he knew that the other resided in the hotel. He'd probably know who the other therapists are in this place, so he approaches him cautiously.]
Uh.. hey. Y'know anything about any.. uh... th-therapists.. 'round here...?
[He sounds like he's asking for drugs or something with how he whispers that to Louis, and looks around his shoulders as if deathly worried someone will overhear.]
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It kind of makes a few jokes he's made in the past land a lot better, actually.
But once that quick second passes, he ends up waving Bakugo to step a bit closer, purely so he can drop his voice as if it really is something illegal.]
As a matter of fact... would you like to follow me up to my office?
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Office? You're one of 'em?
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[The technicality of "he has textbooks in his room that he reads a lot". Very dependable and trustworthy!!
He'll motion for Bakugo to follow, though, bringing him over to one of the hotel's elevators.]
While we make our way there... why not tell me what has you looking for a therapist in the first place?
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[Katsuki repeats that under his breath, but he doesn't linger on it. Deciding to follow, hands shoved in hoodie pocket.
He's hesitant to tell Louis anything outrightly, but ultimately decides to. In a hushed voice.]
The reason I'm here is 'cuz I've been laying in bed for days and it ain't like me. But... I saw something that I just can't get out of my fuckin' head. And every time I try to think of something else it just comes right back.
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Once the elevator's door closes behind them, however, he's alright with leaning in again so he can keep his own voice hushed for the other's comfort.]
Ah, I understand... was that sight something traumatic for you?
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[Katsuki says that as he thinks for a moment, his left hand reaching up to fiddle with his blonde locks as he does.]
That's not... it's more... ugh.
[Hard to really describe, honestly.]
Y'know... that memory stuff that happened recently...?
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I take it, then, that you were witness to something particularly difficult?
[So, y'know... trauma? It was traumatic? Just accept that it was traumatic, Katsuki, that's so much easier for you --]
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Yeah. A vision from the future... apparently.
["Apparently" because a part of him still doesn't want to believe it.]
When I got sent here, I was in the middle of a war. I had just won my own battle, and I've been wondering what happens next. If I make it out alright or if my friends do.
[There's still a lot he doesn't know, honestly.]
What I saw... makes me wanna never go back home.
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He's also thinking nice and deep on the implications of what the other's just said. "In the middle of a war", "what happens next", "never wanna go back home".]
... It must have been something devestating, then. To make you never wish to return.
Do you have anyone close enough, someone whom you trust, that you could talk to? Or is that why you're seeking a therapist?
Bear in mind - I'm not asking to try and shirk you onto your friends or family. It's just important to know if you have others to support you outside of our discussions.
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[Of course a few people come to mind, and the blonde nods a little bit. Fussing more with his hair as he talks.]
Ah, yeah. I've got my boyfriend, and my dad. Cole's like a brother to me, too.
[He's sure Louis has met Cole by now, so he doesn't feel the need to explain who he is in full.]
I've told my partner already, and he's been trying to help. He read to me and stayed in bed with me when it was hard to leave.
And Dad doesn't know anything, but he's already visited and tried to cheer me up.