Fever (todobaku)

Fever

Why does my head feel like this?'

Bakugou held his forehead, the hot skin pounding.

'Oh god no.' He grit his teeth. 'Which fucking extra gave me a fever!' He internally screamed.

He rolled his eyes and lied on his pillow, defeated. Everything in his body hurt, and his mom would definitely kill him if he went to class in this condition.

Wait, since when did he care about that old hag's opinion?

He scoffed, 'I'm fine.' He tiredly pulled on his outfit, his sore body killing him.

Sluggishly, he dragged himself to class, sitting down with a big thump.

Aizawa's face was turning into a blob the more he talked, and his words sounded like mush. He lied his head on his desk, feeling his eyes droop lazily over his eyes.

The pounding in his head was enough to convince him to close his eyes, needing a break from the bright sun shining in his eyes.

...

He felt a hand shake him, but his eyes remained closed, refusing to open."Hey, Bakugo." He felt the soft hand laid their knuckles on his forehead.

"Fever boy, wake up." He gently shook his shoulders, making his eyes open slightly.

"Oi! icy-hot, shut it." He grimaced at the way his body shivered when he talked.

"Too tired to yell? Surprising." Cold hands touched his head, momentarily relieving his headache.

"Stop touching me!" he growled. Gentle eyes peered down at him, a slight smile forming on Todoroki's face.

"Dog."

He sat up, his hands balled up in fists. "The fuck does that mean!" His hand reached up to Bakugou's face, and before he could bat it away, Todoroki squeezed his cheek.

"Ruff ruff, doggy."

"Oi! Don't tease me like that!"

"In what way am I allowed to tease you then?

"You make that sound-"

His hand silenced him.

"You need to rest, Bakugou-Kun. Look how sweaty you are."

"I'm always sweating-"

Todoroki interrupted, "Differently, you're shivering." He placed his hand on his cheek. Bakugou felt his already hot face, get red.

"Shivering dog." He scanned Bakugou's face.

"I'm not a dog, Icy-hot!" he grit his teeth. "What if I called you a cat!?"

"Kinda endearing, if you ask me." He grinned. "Are you flirting with me?"

Bakugou was left shocked, his face getting excessively hot.

"No! you should learn what flirting sounds like, tch." He scoffed at the socially inept student.

Instead of getting defensive like how Bakugou's friends would get, he gently pat his shoulder, calmly looking down at him.

"Let me guide you to your room."

"Eh, I can do that on my own!"

"You look white. What if you faint?" He grabbed his arm, gently pulling him up. "We can't have that. Then you'll fall on your head, and get dumber."

"Icy-hot I swear to go-"

"I'm just kidding."

"Good."