Bakugo had been aroused form a pain coming from his chest, he jumped out of bed and immediately ran to his bathroom.
He crouched down and opened the toilet seat, he vomited.
Everything Bakugo has eaten yesterday was all thrown up, his stomach felt empty and just as he thought his vomit session was over, it only got worse.
Bakugo hasn't ate regularly the past few weeks, which made this senecio worse.
Deku's POV
I woke up from a muffled gag coming from my room next door, kacchan direction.
I felt a gut feeling to check up on him as the gagging noise continued. I tried knocking at his door but no one answered (no shit). I turned the door knob, not expecting it to be open- it was.
I entered Kacchan room and peeked inside the slightly opened bathroom, I found him on his knees in front of the toilet with half-lidded eyes.
My heart stopped, it felt so wrong seeing him like that. But all of a sudden he seemed better instantly.
He still didn't notice my presence, he got up, flushed the toilet and groaned while rubbing harshly on his forehead. I'm guessing from a headache.
He walked towards the sink which was right next to the door of his bathroom, I stepped back but tripped on his backpack laid in the center of his room.
THUMP!
"Ouch.." I groan.
I look up and see the blond staring at me shocked from the crack of his bathroom door. "What the—?"
"I thought I locked the door?"he mumbled under his breath, "what are you doing here ass-wipe!?" He yelled.
"I wanted to check up on you is all." I said awkwardly, "uh-but not that you're better, i think I'll be on my way.." I shriveled.
He only scrunched his face in annoyance. I quickly got up and ran out his room. 'Ugh- I'm such a coward!"
I made it to the common area and found my classmates making breakfast, "Hey lida, what are you making?" I ask.
"Good morning Midoriya, I am making breakfast." He said monotonously. I look over to see what he was making as he didn't answer my question. "Oo! Pancakes!" I licked my lips.
"Yes, that's what I said?"
"Hey Deku!!" Yelled out a high-pitched voice. I turned aroubd and saw Uruaka. "Hi!" I greeted back.
"What have you been up to?" She asked in a cheerful voice. "Nothing muc—"
"Ah, Uruaka. May you cut these up for me?" Asked the robot-boy, he handed her a chopping-board with a knife and washed tomato's.
"Weren't you making pancakes?" I asked, "Well, yes- but we don't have enough batter so I'm also making spaghetti."
"Hm, spaghetti as breakfast?" I mumbled to myself, "what a weird combo.."
From the corner of my eye, I see Kacchan. He looked tired as ever, he still had on my jacket from last night and his hair was messier than usual.
"Good morning, Kacchan!" I greet with a smile.
He turned his head to look at me, expecting a scowl from him, he simply greeted me by raising a hand and nodding.
Weird- but I like it.
My eyes were glued onto the boy as he made his way to his friend group on the couch, "Hey Bakugo!" Said Kirishima, while flopping an arm around the blonds shoulder.
Kacchan was dragged down onto the couch by Kiri and he seemed to be zoned out as question after question came without a reply.
"Are you good, Bakugo?"
"Are you okay, Deku?"
Kiri and Uruaka said at the same time, meant for two spectate people.
"Fuck off." (Baku)
"I'm fine!" (Deku)
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Unlucky Blond (bkdk)
FanfictionWeather description : It's the beginning of November and it's already freezing outside. Recently Bakugo's luck hasn't been working at all. He kept running up to challenging events - and every time, Deku had to save him, which annoyed the blond.