—Author's POV
Bakugo woke up in the middle of the night to find himself sweating.
His eyes burn as he could barely see in the darkness of the night.
He felt so hot but he kept shivering from the cold.
He was thinking of how sticky and uncomfortable his uniform made him feel, he felt disgusted thinking it's sticking to his body from his own sweat.
He could imagine how much he had sweat to feel his clothes being so damn sticky and it made him want to throw up.
He pulled on his sleeve hopping it would make him feel better but it did nothing to ease on his discomfort.
"Ugh... mhg..." he groaned feeling disgusted as the clothes stick to his skin like some wet swimsuit...
And it took him about ten minutes to realise that he should take his wet clothes off, so he tried his best to strip himself naked as soon as possible from his wet uniform.
Once his clothes left his body it somehow made him feel a lot better and he didn't feel that cold for a little bit... even if it didn't last long.
He left them scattered in the bathroom floor and he manage to stroll over to his bed with his shaking being as the cold sink into his bones.
He could barely move his body, it felt like someone is poking him with needles whenever he moved while at the same time he could barely feel his legs.
Once he made it to his bed he hide under the blanket as soon as possible.
He couldn't stop his teeth chattering as he pulled his fluffy blanket over himself fully, pulling the end of the blanket under his legs trying to warm himself...
Then he suddenly poked his head out of the blanket feeling way too hot but only for a minute or so... cause he felt the trembling cold take over his body once again.
He didnt know what to do.
He just felt hot and cold, and it kept switching.... once this and once that, it just wouldn't stop making him dizzy.
It only got worst when he remembered his nightmare.
Then he remembered what had happen that day...
What he had done that day.
What he had done to the person he loves.
He would call himself obsessed while staring at the greenette pictures and he would only grin at that too... yet...
Yet today he had done the complete opposite of what someone would do who is obsessed with their loved one...
...He done his green bean horribly...
He would've cried again if his body could produce tears, but only his dry cries show his emotions.
They filled the empty house... as if his dry cries were cries of a thousand years old ghost who's voice would once in a while, on a lonely night like this could be heard by that one person.
But no one heard Bakugo.
He hurt his one person who could've hear his cries, then again if he hadn't hurt his one person he wouldn't be like this.
He grip the blanket around his body.
His head cloudy and hot as his throat begin to hurt slowly, his dry cries only bring more pain to him.
...But somehow, he fallen asleep.
And right back down into that pond...
...Of black sticky water...
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