mha sick fics (angst)

manifest: food poisoning (mirio x tamaki)

(request)

We all know Tamaki Amajiki is a fan of food, it was the source of his quirk after all. But today he was feeling the affects of yesterday's dinner, and not in a good way.

Usually the food he ate was able to help with his quirk, manifest, but today something was going very very wrong.

Something felt off about his quirk. He felt weaker than usual. And nauseous.

But he was too scared to speak up about any of this until someone did it for him.

"Tamaki? Are you alright?" Mirio asked, his ray of sunshine boyfriend who he'd never seen sad or worried more than a couple days looking suddenly worried.

It was startling to see his eyebrows furrowed and sitting low on his forehead rather than so high up you almost couldn't see them.

"Whats wrong?" Mirio pushed.

"Im feeling wierd." Amajiki answered, mentally facepalming at the thousands of better ways he could've phrased that.

Something is wrong

I feel sick.

I think I'm gonna throw up.

Were a couple of the better options he thought of before Mirio dragged him back to reality.

"Like what?" Mirio asked curiously.

Tamaki's stomach groaned as an answer and he felt a gag quickly traveling to his mouth. Mirio's suspicions were confirmed as his boyfriend's face grew absurdly pale and he lifted a shaky hand over his mouth, too embarrassed to get up and leave without permission, completely paralyzed by the fear that he'd throw up right there.

Mirio quickly stood up and led his boyfriend out of the room, "we're going to the nurse." He told the teacher as they walked out.

But they went to the bathroom first.

"Mirio, I hate being sick. Im gonna throw up. I don't want to throw up." Tamaki said, teary eyed as mirio coaxed him into a stall. 

"I know, it'll be over soon just let it happen. You can't do anything but let it happen." Mirio said, knowing that if there was only one thing to do Tamaki would accept it.

And he did. His eyes shot open as he gagged and threw himself over the toilet, retching loudly.

He threw up after that. Mirio sat next to him and rubbed his back, offering comforting words.

"My stomach hurts." Tamaki said afterwards, squeezing his arms over his tummy as it cramped.

"Hey I'm sure its just something you ate." Mirio said, "did you check the expiration on the takoyaki yesterday?"

"Shit." Tamaki mumbled, "the one time I don't check. It's never expired." His stomach cramped and he groaned, holding his abdomen and curling up on himself.

Then something strange began to happen. His quirk began to manifest, out of his control, his fingers became small, limp octopus tentacles as he sat up and positioned himself back over the toilet, his lip quivering as he tried to cope with the nausea.

Instead of bright orange like the tentacles usually were, they were grey and lifeless looking. Slimy.

Tamaki vomited again. Mirio swept his boyfriend's hair out of the way as his stomach wrung itself out.

"I feel so-" he stopped to gag again, then vomit. He couldn't stop. His face was deathly pale.

"Just get it all out." Mirio said, rubbing the boy's back as his quirk grew more irratic. He kept vomiting.