MHA Sickfics

017🌈cold night party🌈(bakudeku)

Sick: Izuku
Caretaker: bakugo

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Izuku Midoriya stood in the midst of the vibrant party, the pulsating music vibrating through the air. Colorful lights danced across the room, and laughter filled the space. It was supposed to be a night of celebration, a break from the intense hero training and a chance to unwind. However, as the minutes passed, Izuku felt an uneasy knot forming in his stomach.

He tried to immerse himself in the festivities, engaging in small talk with friends and colleagues. Yet, the crowd seemed to close in on him. The noise became overwhelming, and he struggled to catch his breath. His heart raced, and panic began to set in. Desperate for an escape, Izuku excused himself from the group, making his way to a quieter area.

Leaning against a wall, he took deep breaths in an attempt to regain control. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he fumbled to retrieve it. With shaky fingers, he dialed Katsuki Bakugo's number. The phone rang a few times before Bakugo's gruff voice crackled through the line.

"What, Deku?" Bakugo's voice was laced with concern.

"I-I'm at the party, and I... I need you to come pick me up," Izuku stammered, his voice barely audible over the music.

Bakugo's tone softened instantly. "Where are you?"

Izuku gave him the address and described his location within the venue. The wait felt like an eternity, with each passing moment amplifying the chaos around him. Finally, the door opened, and Bakugo walked in, his piercing red eyes scanning the room until they locked onto Izuku.

Without a word, Bakugo crossed the distance between them, concern etched on his face. He gently took Izuku's hand, leading him out of the chaotic atmosphere. The cool night air greeted them as they stepped outside, and Izuku took a few more deep breaths.

Bakugo kept a reassuring hand on Izuku's back as they made their way to the car. Once inside, Bakugo started the engine, the comforting hum contrasting with the pounding in Izuku's head. They drove in silence, Bakugo glancing at Izuku with worry.

"I-I'm sorry," Izuku finally whispered, avoiding eye contact.

Bakugo sighed, his expression softening. "Don't apologize, idiot. If you're not okay, I want to know. You did the right thing by calling me."

Izuku nodded, grateful for Bakugo's understanding. As they drove through the quiet streets, the panic slowly began to subside. Bakugo's presence offered a sense of security, and by the time they reached their apartment, Izuku felt more grounded.

Bakugo parked the car, and they walked inside, hand in hand. Once in the safety of their home, Bakugo pulled Izuku into a warm embrace.

"Just tell me when you're not okay, Deku. I'm always here for you," Bakugo whispered.

Izuku nodded, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the person who understood him like no one else. In the quiet of their shared space, they found solace, and Izuku knew that with Bakugo by his side, he could face anything, even the overwhelming chaos of a crowded party.
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Guys. I wrote this in the mental hospital i REALLY hope ya'll like it
I am pretty sure i am gonna write more next month because i am coming home again!
:D