Too Late

Most of the time it came in waves. Three months of attempting to lose weight, only to not see results from his excessive eating and then taking a two-month break, the thoughts barely bothering him. Obviously, some things stuck. The thoughts of purging, worrying about calories, and pinching his skin in bed.

Then, he'd have enough of feeling like shit, and start up again. He knew it was going to be like that until he found something else to distract him.

This is a BNHA one-shot. Dadzawa and Bakugou. Warnings listed in authors note.