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Dr. Kacchan (fluff)

Hi so Izuku is sick and since Katsuki already had suspensión that day for swearing directly at present mic in front of Aizawa *which almost resulted in Aizawa severely beating his ass* on top of suspension, he would also have to take care of a sick Izuku. Izuku thought that this would be a punishment for both of them, but hey you never know~

⚠️ warnings ⚠️ there will prolly be swears cuz Bakugo so ye also it's late and my Invisalign is hurting me 😔

Izuku's POV:

My eyes open slowly, but I close them immediately. The light feels way brighter, it's making my head hurt. I'm gonna get up and turn them off...

Thud

The moment I stand up, I fall to the floor, head spinning and throbbing. I immediately clutch my pounding head, biting down on my lip to focus on some other pain rather than the drilling headache in my skull.

I use my bed frame and climb to my phone, coughing and wheezing as I do. Man, I really am messed up right now. I open my email, and start a message to Mr, Aizawa. It just says that I am feeling very sick, and I will not be able to make it to classes today. He responds, saying there is someone who will take care of me. I don't understand, but I hear a violent knocking on the door, sending my vision spinning.

"I-it's open" I say, my voice hushed so it doesn't hurt my head and I can recover from the pounding on my door. I wonder who is knocking so aggressively, thinking of Kacchan with a chuckle. Then I see him, standing in front of me, a look of pure hatred plastered onto his face.

"So you're sick, nerd?" Kacchan growls, looking at the floor.

"Yeah, but why are you here?" My voice is raspy, and the lights are too bright. "C-can you turn off the lights please" I groan, covering my eyes with my hands. I hear a click, and suddenly there is no more light seeping through the cracks between my fingers.

"I am supposed to take care of you today" he grumbles, hands shoved deep into his pockets.

"O-oh Kacchan you don't have to"

"Yeah I do!"

"Kacchan too loud"

"Shit, sorry- I mean, whatever nerd" he says, blushing. "Mr. Aizawa said I have to" I sigh, now understanding what Mr. Aizawa meant.

"You can go back to your room I won't tell" I groan. Kacchan isn't the best at regulating his volume, and I have a really bad headache. I have a feeling him shouting at me the whole time will make it worse. Also, I don't want to get him sick. He is here to take care of me, but he would never let me take care of him, so I would never get to repay him.

"You think I can't do it?" Kacchan whisper shouts. I am very grateful he didn't actually shout at me, but I didn't think he would really care about how I feel.

"No, I'm sure you can" I whisper. I know I shouldn't of I have a sore throat, but I know if I talk at regular volume, Kacchan will say I am raising my voice at him.

"Don't whisper when you are sick, nerd" He growls. "It's bad for your voice" he looks bashfully at the ground, but also seems to be trying to say "not like I care" through his body language. If he really didn't care though, why would he make sure I don't mess up my voice. Maybe our teacher is grading him on this or something.

"And no mumbling either! It's bad for your throat, also it's annoying as fuck" he whisper shouts, approaching me. He raises his hand at me, making me flinch. I am shocked that Kacchan would try to hit me even when I am sick. But the strike never comes. I feel a gentle hand on my forehead. He is taking my temperature..?