Him Again (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)

15. Sick

There were only a couple of days remaining until the Sports Festival.

You and Bakugou had been working hard, training together everyday, slogging your asses off. You were more prepared than ever. You couldn't afford to miss the event.

You had gone running with Bakugou that morning but he seemed rather sluggish.

"Hmm." You said. "What?" "Oh nothing. I was taking a mental note to go easier on you next time."
"HAAH?" He snapped at you.
"If going easy on you makes you this tired the next morning, I've got to go even easier."

"I'M NOT TIRED!" HE RETORTED "WHAT ARE YOU EVEN IMPLYING BY THAT HUH?" He howled, speeding up.

You snickered but you were a little worried. You went to school with Katsuki later.

You were sitting in class, bored. You had given up on understanding. Everybody had, it seemed. Kaminari and Kirishima were passing notes too.

You sighed. You would just get Bakugou to teach you later. You glanced over at him and your eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

Bakugou Katsuki was asleep in class.

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During the lunch break, you sat next to Bakugou. He was munching on his carrots, slumped over, resting his head in the palm of his hand, rubbing his temples. His eyes looked droopy and his face looked tired.

"Bakugou." You said, concerned. "Are you feeling alright?" "Yeah." He sniffled. "What, you think I'm some sort of weakling?"

You sighed. He wasn't going to listen to you.

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After class you made your way home with Bakugou. He was walking slower than usual and had his arms wrapped around himself. He was cold.

"Bakugou, if you don't feel well, you shouldn't have come to school today. The sports festival is coming up. You should rest." You said to him before the two of you walked into his house. "I'll just go back home. We can study later-"

"Tsk." He simply said. "Shut up. Im fine." He said nasaly. The two of you walked in.

"Where are your parents?" You asked. "They're not here. They'll be back tomorrow." You grimaced. Great. He was definitely not going to take care of himself now.

The two of you made your way up to his room. Without warning, you abruptly placed your palm on his forehead. "What're you doing?" He smirked, pushing your hand away. "You can't keep your hands off m- achho!" A sneeze interrupted him.

"Lie down. You have a fever." You said, shaking your head. "I'm not sick damnit! That shit's for losers!"
"You are a loser." You replied, pushing him down onto his bed. Fortunately, he grumbled in response but kept still after that.

You searched around in his room and found a thermometer. You stuck it into his mouth. 103°. Wonderful.

"We should train." He said out of nowhere, trying to get out of bed. You pushed him back down. "Are you in your right senses?" You retorted, pulling a blanket over him.

His body was covered in sweat and he seemed to be having chills. "Damn losers will be beaten...by me...." He declared with his eyes shut.

"Bakugou..." You sweat dropped. You went downstairs to the kitchen and made him a hot bowl of soup.

You entered his room and saw him sitting up in bed. He had taken his shirt off. "Bakugou! What're you doing?" You exclaimed, blushing, trying not to look at his bare chest. "T'was hot." He said.

Why was he acting this way? The high fever was probably getting to him. "I brought you soup." You said. " He just closed his eyes and rested his head against the headboard. The sight made you flustered and you tried your hardest not to look at his body.

"Hmm."
"Will you drink it?"
"Mmh" he said, not showing any signs to touch it.

You sighed, knowing you would have to feed it to him. You brought the spoon to his lips and began to feed him the soup. Thankfully he drank it all without arguing and even muttered a compliment about the soup. You set the bowl down after he was done and started getting up but he grabbed your wrist.

"....stay." he slurred. You blushed wildly at his actions. "B-Bakugou-" He weakly pulled you closer, onto his bed. You froze.

"I-I need to get you your medicine Bakugou."
"Don't call me that."
"But that's your name."
"Not to you...." He slurred, his red eyes burning into you.
"God...." He has officially lost it. You thought. "Katsuki, you-"
"No.." He pulled you closer.
"K-Katsu. I need to get your medicine." You whispered into his ear, blushing profusely. He loosened his grip on your wrist and you wiggled out, rushing towards the medicine cabinet.

What the fuck is wrong with him? You went back in with some medicine and a wet cloth. He had passed out, thankfully.

You touched his forehead and his temperature was higher than before. You applied the cloth to his forehead and he woke up. You made him take his medicine and pushed him back into bed before he could say anything ridiculous again.

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Bakugou woke up in the late hours of the afternoon. Why did he feel like shit? He groaned, moving around. He felt a wet cloth placed on his head. But wait, nobody was home...

He looked around and saw you there, passed out next to him with your head resting next to his shoulder.

His face flushed and he jumped up, startling you. You sat up, rubbing your eyes. Your sleepy face looked adorable to him.

"W-W-What're you doing here?" He said, knowing full well that you had probably nursed him back to health.

"I was sleepy and wanted to take a nap." You replied, sarcastically. You were sitting close to him, edge of his bed and he was sitting fully shirtless. Both of you blushed hard.

You cleared your throat and excused yourself, exiting his room as you had a shift at Marlo's.

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