The Insomniac's Journal (mha fanfic)

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Shota is high.

This time he just knows he's fucked as he sits at his desk waiting for Inui to arrive for the class' whatever these sessions were.

He had taken another two doses of painkillers when he had gotten back to his dorm then three doses earlier this morning. He heeded his sister's warning not to drink alcohol when he had pills in his system but that didn't stop him from smoking four cigarettes this morning alone. Double what he'd normally allow himself to have within the span of 6 hours used in almost a third of that time.

He'd also had far too much caffeine. That says a lot coming from him to be honest.

Mixing a Red Bull, monster, coffee, and an XS wasn't his brightest moment. Especially since he'd just smoked but nothing could be done about it now so he sat at his desk (No there was definitely not another pitcher full with the substance, he'd already had one pitcher which was more than enough.), awaiting the arrival of his coworker.

He's pretty sure he'd managed to get some other drugs in his system as well considering he hasn't felt this dreadful in a while. His head hurt and he felt dizzy despite not resting on his own feet. Nausea clawed at the back of his throat and he knew if he even tried to get up he'd collapse. His heart beat pounded against his skull and his limbs ached.

His injuries were a whole other story. His ribs ached, he'd figured out far too late that they'd been broken and he really should have at least gone to the club's doctor. Kenji would have his ass if he managed to find out that Shota hadn't had such a 'sEVeRe' injury checked out. He'd torn some of his stitches but thanks to his regeneration quirk, that wasn't much of a problem.

The gash on his arm was acting up though. It should be healed by now yet still isn't. He knows it might be infected, (especially from being so constantly covered in cum somehow).

He might have been able to avoid Yokami last night with how late he came in but that didn't stop the man from barging into Shota's room at 4:45 in the morning to get what he wanted.

Bastard, who the fuck even starts a day with sex? He finds himself wondering bitterly.

At least if it had been last night then the ache would have dulled and he'd have been able to work somewhat coherently. Now his stomach hurt (which meant it was probably getting bad) and his ass felt stretched as it throbbed in pain.

He wanted nothing more than to curl up and die right this second.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Inui spoke as he entered the room. "I was speaking to Chiyo and Nezu."

He walked in, Shota watching with his eyes mostly closed. He didn't know how bloodshot they were so he'd rather not risk it. Hound Dog nodded to him and Shota mimicked the gesture as he tried to relax.

A student rose their hand and Inui nodded to them. "If it's not confidential, may we ask what happened?"

"Well..." Hound dog seemed to think for a moment. "This morning we found a vase of spider lilies on a teacher's desk. Nezu was looking through CCTV footage and wasn't able to find last night's records for the class so he asked me to bring him to the class to see if we could find what was wrong. We found that the camera in that class had been dismantled and a large vase of the flowers on the desk."

Shota was the one who asked the next question. "Who was it?"

Inui cringed, his eyes diverting from the man in a way. A hesitance he didn't seem to possess was currently evident and Shota's brows furrowed as he thought. He cocked his head to the side as he spoke the one-word sentence. "Mine?"