Iidabaku~

Helping

Bakugous pov:
As Mr. Aizawa finishes up the lesson he walks out of the classroom looking sleepy. I walk over to four eyes who's clearing spacing out. What's his deal today?. Everyone else is busy after school, fucking extras...so I have to get his help to study for mid terms. "Hey! Four eyes!" He seems to not hear me. "He-" he cuts me off as he snaps up and looks at me. "Yes bakugou?" he says pushing up his glasses.

"Everyone else is busy after school, you free?" I ask, looking mad but really I was desperate for help.. "I guess" he sighed. "What's wrong with you? You're all sweaty" he was also really pale. "Don't call me that" he says with a frown. He ignored my question. "Oh whatev-" "what do you need" he says cutting me off, looking stern.

"I need help studying for midterms" he didn't look so good so I let him cutting me off slide. "When?" He says looking at me still sitting at his desk. "I thought we could go to my dorm and study, or the library Idgaf" "okay" he says hastily. I'm surprised he didn't yell at me for using "vulgar language".

He gets up and I notice his stance is wobbly as we walk out the door together.

~Time skip~

He was quiet the whole walk back to the dorms. As we walk into my room he sets his bag down.
I notice he starts to wobble. "Bakugou....i feel like I'm gonna..." he says weakly. He passes out and I catch his head right before it hits the floor.

I manage to get him onto my bed. "Damn you're heavy" I say as he starts to regain consciousness.