— june 2020ever since the visit at the doctor's office, you noticed that he was starting to show more symptoms, which really irked you to your core. "if you would've listened to me you wouldn't be in this predicament would you?" you glared at katsuki as you unloaded your bag full of tissues and heat pads and more things that you thought he would need to be comfortable.
"yeah yeah i should've listened, please shut the hell up" his nose was plugged up with some tissue and he was sitting against the headboard with a thick comforter wrapped around his shaking body. "you probably got it from that nasty ass club you be fighting at" he rolled his eyes at your constant fussing. "drink this" you told him while pouring some medicine in the small measuring cup, ushering it towards him in which he turned his face away.
"fuck no, get that nasty shit away from me" he protested while dodging every attempt of you putting it in his mouth. you frowned before you pounced in top of him, pinning his hands down by his wrist with one hand while you used the other one to squish he cheeks together and open his mouth.
"drink it, or i'll rip your tongue out" you gritted through your teeth as you poured the purple liquid down his throat, hearing him choke a little bit before swallowing it all down. you got off of him and he started coughing and gagging dramatically. "god you should've been an actor" you said to yourself as you pulled out a thermometer, remembering that tje doctor said to keep an eye on his temperature.
"say ah" katsuki had a scowl on his face as he watched you try to put the stick in his mouth. he reluctantly opened his mouth, which you took the chance to shove the stick further in his mouth till it touched the back of his throat. katsuki pushed your hand away and grabbed his neck as he choked, glaring daggers at you.
"whoops" you shrugged your shoulders at him and motioned for him to opened his mouth again, which he was much more unsure about this time. "it was a little poke stop being a baby"
"you damn near killed me!" you smacked your lips and gave him a knowing look, making him part his lips again as you stuck the thermometer in his mouth, before you were able to put it on his tongue, katsuki quickly bit down on the tool, his sharp teeth breaking through the plastic.
you gasped as you let go the the thermometer, watching as he spit the piece that he'd bitten off onto the bed. "whoops" he mocked your tone.
"oh by the way your mom called" you said to him while you picked up the broken pieces and threw them away in the trash. "what did she want?"
"you know how she is, she just wanted to be nosy" you murmured while picking up the little bucket of cleaning supplies you brought inside of the room with you, putting on a pair of rubber gloves. "i think you should tell her, what if this gets too serious?" you questioned him as you started to spray down all the things that you knew he was touching.
"what's the point in telling her and getting the old hag all worked up? just wait until i get better" he tried to brush the situation off but you weren't having it. "and if you don't get better, then what katsuki? she's gonna wanna know why we waited so long to tell her"
he ran his hands down his face in frustration. "this negative shit isn't gonna help me get better any time soon"
"well you wouldn't have to get better if you would've sat your stubborn ass down at home" you said under your breath and roughly threw the towel that you were using back inside of the bucket. "do you know how selfish that is?" he didn't meet your eyes. katsuki knew that you were right, and he should let his parents know, but what's the point when it's just going to go away soon? there's no reason to stress people out for nothing.
"you're acting like i'm going to die" he mumbled, a dry laugh following after. of course he wasn't taking this serious. you didn't say nothing else to him, just picking up your things before leaving him alone in the room.