Infected (Katsuki Bakugo x Reader)

15) Silence

"Y/N!" Mina sprints across the train station before tackling me. I grunt softly as my back collides with the pavement. She squeezes me tightly in her embrace. I pat her back, laughing softly.

"I missed you too!" She gets up and extends her hand to me, a large smile spread across her face. I take her hand as she pulls me up. Uraraka slings her arms over the both of us.

"Hey guys! I can't wait to show you guys the awesome fighting style Gunhead taught me. I feel invincible!" I pick up their extra bags as we slowly make our way back to campus. Luckily they were the first to arrive back so I didn't mind meeting them after Aizawa and I's last patrol. The lack of sleep must have been evident on my face as I stifle a yawn. "We should have a cuddle pile in the common room. I've missed you guys so much and it's already been a long morning." Uraraka links her arm through mine and gives it a firm squeeze.

"Yes! I've missed so many naps this week, I sure could catch up on some beauty sleep." Mina grabs my other arm as we near campus.

"Well, I have training with Aizawa and Shinso in a few hours, so if I miss my alarm, I have to get up." I glare at them both, knowing damn well they'd sleep through the alarm too.

"Yeah, yeah. We've got your back." Mina smiles as we enter the common room. "I'll get a blanket if you guys want to go get your pillows!" We go our separate ways as I go to my dorm. A feeling of home washed over me. Having them back here with me made me feel better. When I get back downstairs, Mina and Uraraka were already set up on opposite ends of the couch. Uraraka pats the spot between them, flashing me her beaming smile.

Mina laughs as she pulls me over towards her. "About time! Let the cuddle puddle begin!" Uraraka lays her head on me as we all intertwine our bodies, snuggling deeper into the blanket. Mina lightly runs her fingers through my hair as I do the same to Uraraka. My heart soars as I feel sleep starting to take over.

Fingers reach out to touch my face. A pair of eyes looking down menacingly into mine. I hear the faint click as a box cutter opens. I feel the blade drag across my cheek as I cry out. The man in the mask leans in front of me, adjusting his gloves as he holds my face still. He's muttering about fluids and my quirk. I can feel myself holding my breath, preparing for the needle.

"Wake up Dipshit, you're late for training." I gasp for air as I wake up. Shinso is squatted down in front of the couch, his same tired expression. "Whoa, are you alright?" He holds a hand out as I try to take in my surroundings. I touch my face quickly before sighing. Mina and Uraraka are still fast asleep. I knew it. I look over at Shinso, his tired purple eyes now laced with concern. I take his hand as I slide out of the cuddle pile, Mina and Uraraka never stirring. I take a staggered breath.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." I say softly as I grab my bag, following him from the common room. I can feel my hair plastered to my face from sweat from my nightmare. It's the same every time. I can't seem to shake the unfortunate feeling of dread. Shinso's hand on my shoulder causes me to jump.

"Hey, are you sure you're alright?" I nod softly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just something that happens sometimes." I smile at him softly.

~*~

I wipe my brow from the sweat from training, a low grade fever burning my guts. Shinso carries my bag as we walk back to the dorms. "I can carry that, ya know." I protest. He shakes his head.

"Nah. I got it, your fevers aren't a joke. The ones you give me fucking suck, I can only imagine how shitty they are for you." He adjusts the strap over his shoulder. "You really should go see Recovery Girl."

"Man, I'm fine. It's low grade. Plus, she's probably pissed I keep coming back. A nap and I'll be back to normal." Shinso stretches, resting his hands behind his head.