mha sick fics (angst)

more iideku but this time Iida is sick

Tenya Iida was never late.

Not even when he was sick.

And that includes today, when he walked into class, early, as usual, pale, sweaty, and painstakingly nauseous.

The next person who walked in was his boyfriend, Izuku. They were gonna work on homework that he needed help on, but Deku dropped that immediately. Something was going on.

"Tenya what's wrong?" Izuku asked, by his side quick as a cricket.

Iida just shook his head, not meeting Izuku's eyes.

"nothing."

"There's something wrong. You're a horrible liar."

"I feel horrible." Iida said after a minute, "I actually really don't feel good." His eyes were glossy and his stomach was uncertain. Groaning and grumbling at any given opportunity.

"Is it your stomach?" Izuku asked, already helping him shuffle out of his seat, knowing the answer.

Iida nodded silently and let Izuku guide him to the bathroom. When they got inside Iida gagged, bringing a fist to his mouth before he could let anything come up. Izuku pushed him in front of a sink.

Iida allowed himself to vomit. Izuku slowly inched closer as Iida let it all come up in a chunky wave. It was awful. There was burping and belching, gagging and choking, retching and heaving. The whole bathroom smelled sick.

When Iida finally had a little bit of a break, tears were spilling down his cheeks and his knuckles were white against the porcelain sinks.

Izuku rubbed his back as he dry heaved again. He had contacted Aizawa, he should be here any minute. He said he was heading over with the nurse.

"Izuku I think I'm really sick." Iida said as he wiped his mouth. The sight of him was uncanny. His hair was fluffy and messed up, his glasses were crooked, and there was splatter of vomit on his uniform. He was dripping in sweat and tears. He didn't move from the sink.

Izuku stood behind him and messaged his shoulders as Tenya leaned back over, trying to get him to relax, "you're okay." He coaxed.

Just as Aizawa and Recovery girl walked in, Iida belched, vomit gurgling threateningly in the back of his throat and spilling out to his mouth. It dribbled out, he hung with his mouth open over the sink as his stomach gurgled. His eyes went wide as he burped again. The sound was absolutely awful. It was disgusting.

Izuku watched as more vomit came dripping out of his mouth in a single thick stream. Iida had tears streaming down his face.

"C'mon bud, just let it come up." Aizawa said, he'd never seen Iida so distraught before.

"I can't-" he managed before another belch shook his body. He gagged on it and a little more of the sick in his stomach came up. He let out a sob.

Izuku stood behind him and moved to massaging his stomach lightly instead. He could hear it gurgle as it adjusted to the movements. He felt Iida tense and stopped.

"No just keep going." Iida said carefully, getting increasingly nauseous. Izuku resumed massaging the boy's incredibly upset stomach.

Iida jerked and dry heaved. Next to nothing came up. Horribly. They knew this sucked more for Iida to feel it than for them to hear the noises his body was making.

"Do you need to gag yourself?" Recovery girl asked, "I can walk you through how to do it safely." She said.

Iida shifted uncomfortably.

"You'll feel better afterwards." Izuku said, rubbing his back as he burped again. This time a mouthful of his vomit came up, but it wasn't all out still, and Iida was still paler than paper. They could all tell he was not feeling better.