Y/N let out a soft sigh walking over to Bakugou, silently he placed a hovering hand over the blond hair causing Bakugou to give him a weird look. Soon a soft pink glow enveloped his hand before traveling down to the raging boy numbing. "It's a temporary painkiller, the following procedure would hurt too much so it is necessary." Bakugou stared wide at Y/N as his entire body went numb. Y/N softly placed his still glowing hand gently on the wounds flinching as the wounds started bleeding more at the jolting power.
After around 20 minutes of Bakugou's cursing and red dyed bedsheets, the heavy bleeding wounds were returned to but lights scars, there were still small scratches here and there but those could heal at their own pace. A soft chuckle left him as he watched the teen struggle to get off the bed, the half-asleep limb shaking with every attempt threatening to give out from under him. Grabbing the notepad Y/N started scribbling light cursive words on the page, watching the struggling teen out the corner of his eye, smile all the visible. Pink locks floated above the notepad as silence filled the once chaotic room. The blond teen had long since given up on his struggle of 'walking to class' arms sprawled off the bed he stared at the, assumably, nurse. Gentle eyes floating from one edge of the page to the other pen almost inaudibly scratching against the paper. It was hard to think this was the same person who had called him names but an hour ago, the same person he'd attacked in thank you for the taunts. Soon the entire paper was covered in lines of all sizes and curves making the nurse look up at him, a playful glow shining in his (E/C) eyes as he flashed a glowing smile making the teen frown. "Shitty hair 2.0" Came his grumble making Y/N snicker, "I'm sure my hair is much better than the porcupine's on the hospital bed's." The teen was about throw another jab at him but gave up knowing full well his predicament. "It would be best to head back to class now, I'd prefer to keep my head intact for the rest of the day, especially knowing who your teacher is." Y/N grimaced handing the paper he was writing on to Bakugou, who could still not move, making the teen stare at his with eyes of 'are you fucking stupid' making Y/N sigh and place the paper on the bedside table.
The gentle cursive letters entered Bakugou's sight making him frown, the writing style didn't fit the nurse's personality in the least. "Oh, right give that to your homeroom teacher not whoever's class you missed kay? And tone down that feisty attitude a bit, I'd like to not have you here this often..." Y/N paused for a moment before snapping his fingers," Oh of course also because getting hurt is a shame! We can't have the future heroes of this nation dying from training matches." A grin grew on his face as he glanced back at the blond teen eyes scrunched up in miniature smiles, a small genuine smile gracing his lips. Bakugou could only flinch in return before restarting his struggle of getting away from the hospital bed though the reason has changed completely. Chuckling Y/N walked over to help the teen.
A sudden grasp at his waist caused Bakugou to yelp making him seem even more like a dog to Y/N. The sudden grasp effortlessly lifted the teen into a half standing position, before staying completely still. Bakugou's mind was swarmed with profanities but allowed the grip to help stabilize his shaking limbs, glancing down he saw a pair of long (S/K)(skin colour) fingers with slightly visible bones ripping his waist, following those hands were a pair of semi-built arms connecting to a white loose hanging button-up shirt. From beneath the shirts collar showed a light fading tattoo growing fainter the father up the perpetrator's neck you looked, just as he locked eyes with the persons (E/C) eyes the hands gripping his waist vanished allowing gravity to do its job. Y/N wasn't a saint after all it took a lot of self-control not to drop him right away after helping him up.
Y/N laughed before walking around the bed picking the boy up from the floor avoiding the light swats coming from the teen. "FUCKING BASTARD! IS THAT HOW YOU TREAT YOUR FUCKING PATIENTS." The yelling seemed out of character to Y/N as he stared at the angered Pomera- teen ad he stared at the angered teen. Shaking his head Y/N picked him up allowing the boy to stabilize himself against the bed railing before moving back a bit, allowing the boy to slowly walk from one bed railing to the other, tripping quite a few times might I add, before he finally vanished down the hallways wall. Y/N stood in the middle of the infirmary a slightly mocking smile piling onto his face as he looked around. Slowly he brought his hand to his mouth glancing down at the floor a small sinister chuckle leaving him, eyes every scrunched up in crescent moons.
Working here might not be that bad....
Just as the thought hit him the door slammed open revealing one of Bakugou's, assumedly, friends. The red-haired boy was hanging against the door, gasping and heaving for air as he held himself up with the help of the 'wonderfully' abused door. Just as the teen caught his air with his imaginary net he looked up at Y/N. What greeted him was the sight of a blank faced nurse Staring at the large indent the once spotless door now had. The door hanged slumped against the wall, its hinges hanging on by less then a thread. The boy gave the door a guilty look before remembering the reason he had rushed over with such speed.. A sigh left Y/N as he grabbed first aid equipment from the nearby table, a pair of doctors' gloves laying in a sealed packet inside. "Where to you pufferfish mouthed shit head." Came Y/N's harsh response, leaving the red-haired teen no chance to even explain what was happening.
The boy looked shocked at the nurses words but nodded turning on his heel and sprinting ahead. Y/N stared at the boys retreating back before following at a slightly slower pace making sure to never lose sight of the running red head. In less than an hour Y/N was being lead the way to the second heavily injured person of that evening...
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