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Sicky: Shinso
Caretaker: Aizawa little bit of Mic
It was 3 in the morning and Shinso had been up for over an hour, his stomach was twisted in a knot and his head felt hot and sticky. The boy tossed and turned, his belly releasing a small groan and forcing out a sick burp. Shinso knew he needed to get into the bathroom and by the toilet before his stomach emptied itself onto the floor. He then pulled his figure up and off his bed, trying to stand on his two feet but feeling his whole body ache in pain as it forced out another nauseous belch. I think I'm gonna be sick. Shinso performed a wobbly run into the bathroom, unable to shut the door behind him. He leaned over the toilet, gagging for 5 minutes and waiting for the moment when he'd lose his dinner.
The poor boy threw up on and off for a half an hour, struggling to catch his breath in-between waves. Shinso looked out of the facilities, he could see the door to his dads' room and knew he should probably wake one of them up, besides, the boy felt like he needed to be comforted.
A knock at the door woke Aizawa up, when he opened it, he saw Shinso's pale face.
"Toshi, what are you doing up it's 3:30 in the morning" the boy could feel another wave of puke start to bubble up in his stomach, he leaned forward a bit.
"Um...I uh....threw up" Shinso felt like a little kid waking Aizawa up, he was so embarrassed yet yearned for the comfort of his father. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, eagerly waiting to set free the rest of his dinner.
"Oh kiddo, did you make it to the toilet?" Shinso nodded, unable to talk from feeling so nauseous.
"I think....I'm gonna...." The boy freed a sick gag as his body leaned forward even more.
"Come on Hitoshi, let's get you into the bathroom" the walk there was slow and time consuming but the boy couldn't go any faster, his stomach hurt too much.
Just before they reached the entrance, Shinso couldn't hold it in any longer, he got sick and spilled it all over the hallway floor. Aizawa comforted him, rubbing big circles around the boy's back and pushing his wet indigo bangs out of the way.
"It's okay Toshi, I'm right here." Once Shinso had a break within his marathon of vomiting, Aizawa rushed him to the facilities, leaning him over the toilet and watching as the boy burped up mouthfuls of vomit, it was disgusting to Aizawa, even making him feel nauseous but he stayed by Shinso's side to make sure he felt comforted.
Finally, the boy had stopped throwing up. He fell onto his father, breathing fast and heavily as Aizawa flushed away the boy's illness.
"Hitoshi, can you breathe?" he said with concern regarding how loud Shinso was breathing.
"N-no"
Aizawa began to panic, he wasn't sure what was wrong with the boy until he noticed him starting to hyperventilate. It was only then when Aizawa knew that Shinso was having a panic attack, he could tell the boy's heart rate was starting to beat at a rapid speed, unable to calm down.
"Hitoshi look at me," Aizawa tried to get Shinso's attention, turning his pale and green face to meet his. "Look at me, it's okay. I'm right here and I'm not goin' anywhere, you'll be okay, I promise"
The indigo haired boy now had his eyes set under a spiral spell, making him look everywhere except at his father.
"I-I-I can't breathe and I-I feel so shitty....Dad. Dad I can't breathe" Shinso began to cry, his body shaking from all the stress.
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