Feverish [Bakujirou Fanfiction]

Chapter 6: Medicine

Bakugou laid her on his bed. She was sweating, so he didn't put her under the covers. "Dammit, what the hell am I supposed to do?" He reached towards her face...

He put his hand on her forehead. It was burning up. He picked up the now heavily used thermometer from his nightstand, scanned it and took a look at the temperature. She had a high fever.

Thinking rationally, Bakugou decided to get some cold medicine. Whether there was some in recovery girl's office or at a convenience store, it would be the easiest way to get this over with.

He couldn't help but be confused by his feeling of debt to her. The blonde wasn't really the type to help people voluntarily. He was just acting like a hero, slowly growing into his role. But at the same time, his newfound fascination with his purple haired classmate may be something more personal. He slapped his face. "Cold medicine." He told himself as he opened the door. He took one final look at Jirou. When he caught himself accidentally smiling, he slammed the door. "Cold Medicine!" He yelled.

"Calm down Kacchan!" He turned around. Even better. The stupid Deku was here. "Do you need cold medicine?" Deku reached down to a suitcase and pulled out a bottle with an information packed label and purple liquid inside. "There's only a bit left, since I used it on my trip because I got a cold." He held it out. Bakugou furrowed his brow and snatched it. "Thanks." He said rudley. Deku stepped backwards. "You're welcome? I'm not going to ask what you need that for because you're scaring me by using manners. Bye." Bakugou opened his dorm door. "That was too convenient."

Jirou was sleeping soundly, so the blonde shook her shoulder. "Huh..." She was still half asleep. Bakugou read the bottle. "Just one dose left in the bottle. Open up." She pulled the blanket over her shoulders and kept her eyes closed. "I said open up dammit!" He put two fingers on her cheeks, trying to force her mouth open. "Bleh." She pulled away.

Bakugou began to feel impatient. He pinned her on the bed so she couldn't get away. "This is your last chance or you won't get any medicine." He sat up and unscrewed the lid, still over Jirou so she couldn't move. "Stay still."

He held the bottle in front of his own mouth. It smelled like grape, which it probably was because of the color. He poured the entire contents of the bottle into his own mouth. He reached towards Jirou's face and placed a hand on her cheek. He leaned towards her using his thumb from his other hand to pull her lips apart. Then, he kissed her.

It wasn't a romantic kiss, but rather a way to transfer medicine to her mouth. it worked, and he forced it into hers. He pulled away, a bit embarrassed at his actions. He wiped a drop of saliva off the corner of his lip with his wrist. Then, he held her neck up so she could swallow. She coughed a bit.

"Yuck. I don't like grapes." "Yeah whatever." Bakugou said, flushed. "I'm getting dinner, and you'll eat it." "or?" "I'll make you." He got up and closed the door.

"What?" Jirou was fully awake now. "Did he just..." 

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Ch6 notes: Sorry for the cliffhanger... but you still got what you wanted with that kiss.

!The story is not over yet!