Bnha little space one shots

Stomach Bug

Little: Aoyama
Caregiver: Deku
CW: Throwing Up (Only for a few sentences)
A/N: Sorry for a very short chapter I kinda drew a blank on this one
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3rd person POV:
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Aoyama woke up in severe pain. He was experiencing the worst stomach pains he had ever felt. Without knowing what was going on, he began to cry. It started with his eyes watering, but as the pain began to worsen and the more he slipped, his cries became more audible, and soon he was sobbing in his bed. Having heard the sobs coming from his room, Izuku knocked on the door.

"Aoyama, is everything okay?" He asks after knocking

Having received no response, he knocks again before continuing.

"Aoyama, is it okay if I come in?"

Again, receiving no answer, he takes a deep breath before placing his hand on the doorknob and slowly turning it. He pushes the door open carefully to reveal the dilemma in the room. Seeing the distressed blonde on the bed, Izuku quickly enters, closing the door behind him.

"Oh, sweetheart what's wrong?" He asks rushing to the bed

Aoyama, stuck in a battle between headspaces, had trouble explaining what was wrong. He wanted to tell his caregiver what was wrong. He tried to tell him that his stomach was in so much pain and that he felt like throwing up which made him feel really icky, he wanted to beg the freckled boy to take his pain away, but he couldn't because his little headspace was currently winning. Mustering up all his strength he managed out one word before his head space completely took over.

"Hurts," he blurts out before more sobs escape his mouth

"Sweetheart, what hurts? Can you show me where the pain is?" He asks, concern lacing his voice

Wiping tears off his face, he points to his stomach. His lower lip sticks out and wobbles before his sobs begin again. Izuku impatiently embraces the little in a hug.

"I'm here, everything is gonna be alright," he says as he strokes the little's head.

As he runs his hand over his hair he takes the opportunity to place his hand on Aoyama's forehead to check for a fever. He definitely had a fever but it wasn't extreme. As he continued to comfort the blonde he heard a continuance of whines and groans come from him. After a moment, the realization hits him that the little was about to throw up. Quickly he reaches over to grab the trash can just in time for Aoyama to grab it and throw up into it. Once he finished he wiped his mouth and began to cry again.

"Shh, you're okay," he comforted "Let me get you some water and medicine, then you'll feel better,".

He stood up and handed Aoyama his stuffed bunny and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"I'll be right back Okay," He says before heading out

He came back a few minutes later with his bottle full of water and a few antibiotics. The little complained a bit but eventually took the medicine and drank all the water since he woke up very thirsty. Given his state, Aoyama was still very tired. So Izuku decided he should go back to sleep for a while.

"Alright sweetheart, I think it's time to go to sleep again," he says beginning to stroke his head again

The little whines a bit in protest but Izuku shushes him.

"Come on now, I can tell you're tired and I'm sure more sleep will help you feel better," He says gently

He assisted the blonde in lying down and brought the blanket up to tuck him in.

"Goodnight little one, sweet dreams," he whispered

He turned to walk away but was stopped by a grab at his wrist. He looked back to see Aoyama's hands on his arm, giving him a pleading look. He let out a long whine and tugged Izuku closer. Letting out a low groan, Izuku wanted to protest but couldn't resist Aoyoma's sad puppy look. Plus, the little was sick, who was he to deny him cuddles?

"Fine," Izuku sighed with a smile

He lifted the covers and gently slid underneath. He dropped the blanket back down and wrapped Aoyama in his arms. After placing a kiss on his forehead, Aoyama fell back asleep in the comfort of his caregiver's arms.