•Manipulation• [BNHA × Male!OC]

Chapter 112: AHHH... its... a... TEMPORARY SETBACK

I come to not long later.

In the few minutes I'd been out, the pair had moved me to Katsuki's room, likely because his bed wasn't lofted so it'd be easier to take care of me there.

As I opened my eyes and blinked, two familiar faces came into view.

'they look so worried...'

And now I somehow feel worse.

I slowly sit up and four hands are suddenly on me, helping me do so.

"You should lie down," Katsuki sounded stressed, the worrywart.

I shake my head slowly.

Shoto seems to frown before mumbling, his hands around my right arm.

"You've gotten thinner..."

I catch the meaning behind it and reality finally hits me in the face.

Thing is, I knew why I'd been feeling like shit recently.

Why I stumbled that one evening, why I passed out just now.

My quirk involves me regulating my energy so I already knew long ago that my energy was low.

But somehow, Shoto acknowledging it seemed to suddenly make it tangible.

"You haven't been eating properly, have you?" Katsuki says exactly what I'd been thinking out loud.

I didn't dare to look into his eyes.

In fact, both of them seemed to be staring at me quite intently.

Then, out of nowhere, I find myself on Shoto's back.

"Huh?" I mumble, still a bit out of it.

"Shut the-" Katsuki turned to chide me but looked away the moment our eyes locked.

"Just sit still."

So I do just that, holding onto Shoto as he walked me out of the room.

A few times I catch myself drifting in and out of consciousness, countless microsleeps pass until finally I feel myself being set down in a chair.

I lean against the table before me and look up.

The room is dark and my vision is hazy, but I can barely make out what looks to be our cafeteria.

"What are you two...?" I start my question but get too tired to continue, opting to lean against the chair and just try to breathe.

I hear the chair to my right drag across the floor and my head is gently guided against something warm, firm and soft.

I open my eyes as that person starts to run their fingers through my hair.

"Shoto..." I mutter and receive a soft hum in return.

Once again I'm in a dream-like state where every time I blink, minutes seemed to have passed.

First I see a dim glow flicker on from just outside my field of vision.

Then I hear metal clanking and water.

Then just as the smell of something vaguely savory reaches my nose, I'm roused from my stupor by Shoto.

I sit up, using the table to hold me somewhat upright.

In front of me sits a small bowl of what looked to be porridge with some stewed meats and vegetables.

I stare at it for a bit, swallowing back air.

'I can't...'

I try to inch back but someone hands me a soup spoon.