Everything was perfect (Until it wasn't)

High fevers

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Aizawa smiled softly as he glanced at Shouto's sleeping form, the boy's body leaning against his. Aizawa stroked his hair, listening to the show they had playing in the background but not really paying attention.

Shouto looked so peaceful when he slept.

Aizawa felt his forehead for his temperature before he got up to the kitchen. Sighing deeply, Aizawa started cleaning up from the smoothie. Putting some of the ingredients back in the freezer.

The other day Aizawa had asked Present Mic to update his students on Shouto's situation, hoping that would stop the spam for at least a little bit. Aizawa knew they were worried but spamming his phone every hour was over the top.

At least Aizawa knew Shouto had some amazing friends.

Aizawa finished wiping down the countertops and headed back into the living room, where Shouto still lay in a deep slumber. Aizawa smiled fondly, making his way over to the sofa to rest beside him.

He should really get some sleep. He usually had a hard time sleeping since he was so paranoid Shouto would choke on his spit while he slept, or his pillow would suffocate him. He knew it was very irrational but he couldn't help but fear the worst.

Aizawa laid down beside Shouto, wrapping his arms around the boy's shoulder. Aizawa sighed deeply and closed his eyes. Letting exhaustion pull him into a deep sleep.

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Aizawa woke up feeling warm. Like, way too warm. He laid there for a moment, his eyes stubbornly closed. He really didn't feel like getting up, but the warmth was becoming way too much for him. Aizawa opened his eyes, sitting up tiredly.

"Where is that heat coming from?" Aizawa thought, turning to Shouto. It felt like the heat was radiating from him. Aizawa tentatively felt his forehead before pulling back quickly cupping his now throbbing hand.

That was way too hot to be normal. Aizawa reached forward, grabbing the thermometer from the coffee table and putting it inside Shouto's ear.

After a few seconds when it beeped, Aizawa read the numbers, eyes going wide when he did.

That was too high. And it didn't make sense. Shouto's quirk was gone. Was it coming back and making him have a fever?

Aizawa shook Shouto, trying to wake him up. " Hey, hey Shouto wake up. You're running a pretty high fever."

Shouto groaned, head lolling to the side from the force of Aizawa's frantic shakes. Aizawa stopped shaking him, noticing how pale Shouto looked.

" Hey," Aizawa said, panic seeping into his voice, " Can you hear me, kid?"

Shouto's eyes fluttered open before closing just as quickly.

Aizawa tapped his cheek gently but firmly. Shouto opened his eyes. They were glazed and hazy from fever. Shouto's eyes slowly made their way over to him. Aizawa smiled gently pushing Shouto's bangs out of his face, sweat making them stick slightly.

" Can you hear me, kid?" Aizawa asked again. Shouto paused as if he was still processing the words spoken to him, before nodding slowly.

" Alright, I'm gonna take you to the hospital okay?"

Shouto didn't respond this time, eyes wandering over to the coffee table.

" Sensei..." Shouto said softly, sweat sliding down his forehead.