MHA Sickfics

026🌈Breathless Comfort?🌈 (BakuDeku)

Sick: Bakugo
Caretaker: Izuku! Aizawa (Denki?)

TW: Panick Attack!

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The morning sun filtered through the windows of Class 1-A's dormitory, casting a warm glow over the room. Katsuki Bakugo stirred from his sleep, his senses slowly waking up to the world around him. But as he blinked away the remnants of sleep, a heavy feeling settled in his chest, a sensation he couldn't quite place.

Ignoring the unease gnawing at him, Bakugo pushed himself out of bed and began his morning routine with practiced efficiency. As he got ready for school, he couldn't shake the lingering sense of discomfort that clung to him like a stubborn shadow.

Meanwhile, Izuku Midoriya, ever observant, couldn't help but notice something off about his explosive-tempered friend. There was a tension in Bakugo's movements, a subtle shift in his demeanor that set off alarm bells in Izuku's mind.

During their training session in school, Izuku's concerns escalated when he saw Bakugo suddenly start to panic. His chest heaved, breaths coming in short gasps as he struggled to control his breathing. Izuku's heart raced as he rushed to Bakugo's side, immediately recognizing the signs of a panic attack.

"Hey, Bakugo, it's okay. Just focus on your breathing," Izuku said, trying to keep his voice calm despite the worry coursing through him.

Denki Kaminari, seeing the distress on Bakugo's face, sprang into action, assisting Izuku in guiding Bakugo to the changing room. But before they could reach their destination, Bakugo collapsed, his breaths coming in ragged bursts.

Panic surged through Izuku as he cradled Bakugo's trembling form. "Denki, go get Aizawa-sensei! Quickly!"

Denki nodded frantically and bolted out of the room, leaving Izuku to do his best to comfort Bakugo. With shaky hands, Izuku guided Bakugo through breathing exercises, hoping to ease his distress even just a little.

Minutes stretched into eternity until Aizawa arrived, his expression grave as he assessed the situation. "Bakugo, what's happening? Can you breathe?"

Bakugo's response was barely a whisper, his chest still heaving as he struggled for air. "Can't... breathe..."

Aizawa wasted no time, guiding Bakugo through the breathing exercises once more before suggesting they step outside for some fresh air.

As they returned to the training session, Izuku remained by Bakugo's side, watching over him with a protective gaze. He noticed the tension slowly ease from Bakugo's frame, but the worry still lingered in his eyes.

When training concluded for the day, Bakugo retreated to his dorm, seeking solace in the quiet confines of his room. Izuku couldn't shake the feeling of unease that clung to him like a second skin, so he made his way to Bakugo's dorm later that evening.

Entering Bakugo's room, Izuku found him asleep, his features softened in repose. Without hesitation, Izuku crawled into bed beside him, wrapping his arms around Bakugo's form, offering silent comfort in the embrace of their shared warmth.

As Bakugo stirred awake, he found himself enveloped in Izuku's comforting presence. "Izuku..." he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

"It's okay, Kacchan," Izuku whispered back, pressing a gentle kiss to Bakugo's forehead. "I'm here. Always."

And in that moment, as they held each other close, the weight of Bakugo's worries melted away, replaced by the simple reassurance of love's embrace.

AN: so uhh this is basically based on a true story...except the ending 😭