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Kirishima x Bakugou ❤️x💥

                            3AM Tummy Troubles

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3AM: 

Kirishima woke up  in the middle of the night, he was hot and sweaty. It was mid winter, so how was he hot? His stomach rumbled like mad, he hadn't skipped meals for awhile (only 'cause Bakugou was making food) and he didn't feel sick, so why was it hurting like a mother—-

Reason: S t o m a c h e  -  b u g

Yeah, it was going around in the class 1-A dorm, almost everyone got it, Momo, Kaminari, Mina and even their class rep, Iida. So not much of a surprise when he had gottan it too. 

He pulled the blankets off the bed and stumbled over to his door, almost falling over  twice in the process. His eye stung with hot tears, threatening to spill at any moment. Kirishima has no idea why he was at the door, like he had no control over his body. The pain in his stomach was unbearable, so he slid down the door and pulled his knees to his chest, holding on for dear life. Tears streamed down his eyes and uncontrollable sobs were coming from his mouth. He tried to quieten down, until the turned into muffled sobs because he has been bitting his lip too hard. 

Loud growls came from his stomach, and on command his door flung open, knocking the wind out of him, and to the ground. It was none other then 𝘵𝘩𝘦  Katsuki Bakugou. Yes, the hot headed,loud mouthed kid who just so happened to be next to Kirishima (go with the flow—).

'What the 𝘧𝘶̄𝘤̧𝘬 is happening in your room šhīttŷ head' 

Bakugou's eyes widened at the sight of the poor boy curled up like a baby on the floor, muffled sobs coming from him.

Bakugou crouched down and held the boy in his arm. 

'The hęłł is wrong with you šhïttŷ hair' mumbled Bakugou, with only a bit of concern in his voice, he wouldn't want to let Kirishima know he actually cared  for him. His reputation would he ruined. His mom would beat the 𝓼́ʰÏ𝘁 out of the boy. Bakugou cradled the boy I'm his arms, until he only heard soft snore coming from him.

'𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦． 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮？' bakugou thought to himself. He carried Kirishima back to his dorm and lay him in bed. 

Bakugou POV:

3AM:

I heard sounds coming from śhìtty hair's room and wanted to see if the bãštârd is still alive. I trudged over to his door, and before I knocked I heard small sobs from behind it. Without a second thought I flung it open, only to his him.

I asked he îdīöt what had happened but he didn't respond and collapsed in my arms. I carried the īdïøt to my room and set him on the bed.

I opened the top draw next to my bed, getting the thermometer out and gently placing it in Kirishima' ear. It read: '101*'

It's high, didn't he know he could call me?

I set my thoughts aside as I grabbed a few small towels and went to the bathroom. I filled a bucket of water up and dipped each small towel in. I carried my bucket back and sat next to šhïttŷ hair of my bed. He looked so venerable..so frail..if it weren't for Bakugou's pride he would have given him a big hug and cuddled him until the end.

I grabbed one of the cool towels and placed it softly on Kirishima's head, under the arms and legs. He flinched at every cold towel I placed on him. Small growls came from his stomach, so I called łóšėr Deku for medicine.

'Hey báśtãrd, šhïtty hair is sick so give me some medicine for when everyone else was sick'

Deku hung up, and moments later there was a quiet knock on the door. I went up and opened it, seeing Deku holding the bottle of Advil, I quickly snatched it from him and shut the door. I turned around and saw Kirishima was wake, looking dazed.

3rd person POV:

The blonde boy slowly walked towards the red-head, and sat on the fluffy bed. Bakugou grabbed the thermometer and shoved it in Kirishima's mouth. It now read: 100*, going down, but not where it was needed to be. A loud sound erupted from the younger boy's stomach, and he clenched it right, bringing his knees to his chest.

'Kiri, calm down..do you feel sick?' Bakugou asked in a calm-ish manner. He only got a nod in response, so he helped Kirishima out of the bed and into his bathroom.

As soon as they arrived, the red-head threw himself towards the toilet and heaved up his insides. Bakugou stood in shock, before coming to the sick male's side and rubbing his back. Kirishima soon went to only dry heaving, and he relaxed into the cold touch of Bakugou's hands.

The blonde boy asked, 'You feeling better Kiri?' Getting another nod in response. Bakugou took this as a chance to pick the small boy up and carry him to his bed.   

Cuddling close the the sick boy, Bakugou only then realised how much he actually 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 for the red-head. His small smile, his glowing eyes and the happiness he carried with him everyday. Not right now though, Kirishima was moving a lot, and his breaths were uneven. His temperature has almost gone back to normal, (99.6*) but it se like he was having a nightmare. That theory was proved right when he woke up.

His breaths were very uneven and he was panicking. He had also thrown up twice during the process of the blonde boy trying to calm him down.

'Okay..Okay..calm down..'

Katsuki was giving the young boy comfort, and coming from him, it was rare. They were in bed,cuddling,when the question popped up in his mind.

'What was the dream about?'

'J-Just a nightmare..T-The time you got kidnapped, remember?..'

Silence.

They cuddled for awhile, and soon Kirishima was better.

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