My Hero Academia Oneshots

"Damn Sicko..": Katsuki Bakugo x Eijiro Kirishima

No one's Pov(3rd Person):
Class 1-A were doing their normal training routine in their hero costumes, though they were also testing out their newer "prototype" of their winter designs. With a few of the students tweaking a bit, Bakugo hadn't changed at all while Kirishima was following his steps. This caused a bit of an issue with him, considering the fact that he isn't even wearing the proper stuff you'd need for winter.

Winter wasn't here just yet, but the temperatures sure were intimidating it. And it had affected Kirishima just a bit. So after their training, and testing, they decided to call it a day and head to the dormitory to rest. Bakugo was originally walking alone, till Kirishima came up and wrapped his arm around Bakugo's shoulder, while having his signature smile.

Bakugo's Pov:
Listening to the dumbass, red-headed idiot was a mistake.. Is what I would've said. For some odd ass reason he didn't seem quite right. Though I made the assumption that he miraculously got winded from training. I decided to take a glance over at him while he was busy talking. With his features looking a bit weaker than normal, I squinted at him since his grip around my shoulder followed with his expression.

"Aye uh... Bakugo? Are you okay? Is there something on my face?" He asked. Of course he did. So all I did was scoff.

"There's always something on your stupid ass face. What? Got a problem with me looking?" I arched my eyebrow, following that with one of my signature expressions. His response was just a soft chuckle, and a simple head shake, telling me that it was a no. Letting go of my shoulder as we entered the building, the dumbass collapsed and was knocked out cold. Probably because he had a cold, or because he overworked himself during training. While the useless, hero wannabe's were taken aback I just picked him up and carried him off to his dorm.

Kirishima's Pov:
I was just okay, talking to Bakugo like I normally do until we reached the front entrance of the dormitory. For some odd reason I just felt gravity pull me down and the next thing I knew I was apparently knocked out cold? Sure beats me. But I felt like I was asleep for about an hour or so before waking up to the smell of soup.

That honesty made me pop up like a daisy till I realized that Bakugo had just walked in my room. I hadn't even realized that I was in my room up until that moment. Hearing the door click, I watched him walk over and knelt down.

"Should've told me you were cold from the start. Now you're sick!" He exclaimed.. Loudly.. All I did was chuckle a bit as I felt his glare burn into my forehead. Man, today was for sure his day.

"I honestly didn't even know I was sick. Must've just happened to have a late reaction to it!" All he did was glare, up until he shoved a spoonful of the soup he brought into my mouth.

"Take your time. But that doesn't mean make me old trying to eat it either. I have a dream to follow." His tone of voice is as stern as ever.

"Damn sicko.." He mumbled under his breath before feeding.. Yet another spoonful of soup to me.

No one's Pov(3rd Person):
For the next 15-20 minutes, Bakugo continued to lecture Kirishima while he did his best to take care of him. In his own way of course. With Kirishima reassuring him that he would be fine, Bakugo argued him to stay in bed for the next couple days. Claiming to say that it was just so he wouldn't have to worry about someone else being in his way. But Kirishima was able to see through him these past few months, knowing that's not his reason at all. But, didn't want to rile him up so he left it alone.

Bakugo stayed in Kirishima's dorm till he had passed out soundly, which did in fact take several hours. But surprisingly, he fell asleep around the same time Kirishima did, head on his mattress as they both were sound asleep, and snoring softly throughout the night.