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Sick!Denki X Reader

(Y/n)'S POV:
I had noticed my usually sparky boyfriend was looking a little worn out. He wasn't energetically conversing with the Baku-squad as he usually does. Instead, he was tiredly slumped over his bag on his desk. He was so pale, clutching his stomach protectively. I was starting to worry he was sick.

Other POV:
And, admittedly, (y/n)'s hunch is completely correct. Kaminari's stomach was cramping and churning within him, coupled with a dull ache that worsens in waves. He bites down on the inside of his cheek to stop himself from moaning in the middle of Aizawa's lecture, sliding a hand up his shirt to gently caress his tortured middle section.

As the lesson continued, he felt worse and worse. He wished he had stayed at the dorms so he could cuddle with his fur blanket to subdue his abdomen discomfort. Abruptly, Kaminari felt a sharp pain in his stomach after about 30 minutes into the class. He was forced to double over. He then felt hot liquid at the back of his throat and clammed his hand over his mouth without hesitation.

Panicking, he sprinted to the nearest dustbin and dived his head in it. His stomach bubbled up and he lurched forward with a gag. He bleches up a flood of vomit and there was a sudden reappearance of his breakfast.

He felt what seemed like a million pairs of eyes were focused on him. He was the centre of attention but under unforeseen circumstances. "Kaminari!" "Kami!" "Denki!" "Kaminari-Kun" The screaming and yelling were all he heard as his eyes rolled back and he began to lose consciousness.

When he began to see light in his vision again, he noticed his girlfriend (y/n) was holding him, Kirishima and Bakugou were by his sides. They were sitting on the cold tile floor of the classroom while their backs leaning against the wall. Kaminari felt awful, his energy was drained - a distinctly different feeling compared to the sensation he felt after a usual lecture. "Hey babe, you awake? How are you feeling? What happened? Why didn't you tell us you were sick?" (Y/n) frantically bombarded her sick boyfriend with her concerns. "Shut up Dumbass! Your questions can be fucking answered later! Now, how can you be so fucking stupid as to come to class when you're clearly unwell, Dunce Face!?" The hot-tempered boy scowled.

Kaminari felt overwhelmed as he buried his face in his knees while letting out a few silent whimpers. "Sorry guys, I just didn't want to be left behind. I don't want you guys to worry about me. I just feel so pathetic right now," Kaminari mumbled in between his sobs. Unexpectedly, Bakugou placed his hand on Kaminari's back in an attempt to reassure him that he'll be alright. "Dude, you're not a burden! Just let us know if you're feeling sick okay! We were so worried about the point that Midoriya had tears in his eyes," Kirishima cried out.

(Y/n) saw Aizawa-sensei heading their way. He had a worried expression on his face, unlike his usual sleepy, rugged look. "Kaminari, are you feeling better now? You can go to the dorms to rest. (Y/n) will assist you back. You two will be excused for the rest of the day. Remember, pro heroes do need help sometimes, but it does not make them weak. When you're feeling well again, we're having a long talk about what you did, understood?" Aizawa gave a stern look.

Kaminari knew he was in big trouble but he is not in any condition to worry about that just yet. The aching in his stomach died down slightly. (Y/N) took Kaminari's arm and threw it over her shoulder, then headed towards the dorm. Kaminari has never felt so embarrassed in his 16 years of life. His classmates had to see him in a pitiful and miserable state. Kaminari just shut his eyes and waited for his body to betray him again.

Right outside of their dorm elevator, (Y/N) and Kaminari make it about fifteen steps away from the door, before the sick boy is forced to double over. Vomit sprays from between his fingers, his non-vomit coated hand clutched at his stomach. He can't help the way he moans, long and pained, (Y/n) quickly rushed her boyfriend to the nearby bathroom, leaving the small accidental puddle of sick in the hallway, for someone to clean later.

(Y/n) drops Kaminari in front of the communal toilet just in the nick of time, as he instantly lurches for the porcelain as a wave of sick barrels up his throat. He whimpers weakly, sadly, and it's clear that he feels like absolute shit. (Y/n) crouches back down beside him, pulling back his fringe once more and rubbing his back, keeping him stable. Kaminari's head dips beneath the rim of the toilet seat as more forceful retches take over, back to back, making him gasp for half a breath in between his gags, before the sound of liquid hitting liquid is heard again.

(Y/n) continues to rub his back and hold his hair, until the bout of sickness ended. Once she was sure he could bring up nothing else, she scooped him up into her arms this time, and after flushing away the sick, (Y/n) quickly rushed Kaminari back to her dorm room. (Y/n) gently sets her sickly boyfriend on her bed and then ran to the bathroom to fill a glass she had sitting on her bedside table with water, and wet a cloth that was laying around with cool water for his obvious fever.

Once she had all her supplies, (Y/n) again hurried back to the sick boy. (Y/n) gently handed Kaminari the glass of water so he could take a few sips, making sure he wouldn't get dehydrated after all the vomiting. Once he pushed away the glass and laid back down, (Y/n) softly placed the cold cloth on the blondes forehead, pushing away any fringe that sat in the way. He let out a small sigh at the cold material on his burning skin.

(Y/n) gently crawled into her bed beside her boyfriend after placing a trash can beside her bed, for the likely scenario of Kaminari puking again. Once she was settled in, (Y/n) pulled the thinnest of the blankets over the pair, as to not make his fever any higher. She gently stroked his back and he quickly drifted off, exhausted from all the hurling. Once she was sure he was out, she let out a small sigh, realizing that this was about to be a LONG next couple of hours, possibly the next couple of days.

A/n: Welp, I hoped yall liked it. I kinda just went with the high flow and didn't really have a plan for this one so sorry if it's really random or is complete shit. Anyway, let me know if yall have any other requests, byeeee!

~Luna