My Hero Oneshots

Dying 🍋

A/N Not an angst story. ✌🏻

"He's dying, didn't you know?" The Doctor looked at me confused before looking at the paperwork in his hands again. "You are Bakugo, Katsuki are you not? It's listed on his paperwork that any and all medical records could be disclosed to you and you are listed as his only emergency contact," he flipped a few pages as if trying to find a mistake somewhere and I saw the moment his hands clenched, he found the mistake. "In the case of a coma or impending death. This isn't going to end well," he groaned, rubbing at his temples.

"No, it sure as fuck will not," I glared at him but I didn't let him leave. "You just listed coma as a reason to release information didn't you? And you said he was currently in a coma?" I spoke slowly, calmly but the doctor froze anyway. It's a technicality. Deku is currently in a medically induced coma and he will be woken up in just a few days but regardless this gives the doctor some kind of defense and more importantly it'll give me information. "Now what's this about him dying?" I lowered my voice, not caring if I'm heard or not because I am pissed. If I don't lower my voice I will start screaming and I won't get any answers that way.

The doctor swallowed nervously, it's pretty obvious that he wants to correct the mistake but if he uses the defense I just gave him that means he had to give me everything not just that little world shattering sentence. But like most doctors he thinks he's important so he'll do exactly what I think he'll do. He tells me everything, which sadly isn't nearly enough.

Apparently Deku was forced to make a choice, one that he hasn't disclosed even to his doctor but the end result is that by the end of the year he will take his last breath thanks to a quirk he was hit with months ago. FUCKING MONTHS AGO!? He has literally been goofing off and doing whatever the fuck he wants like any other day for the last several years but even dying he doesn't want to do anything? Anything at all? I mean I would kind of understand if he actually did something crazy but he hasn't. He hasn't done anything questionable or outside his normal behavior whatsoever. At most I think he has called me a few more times and volunteered to work with me a bit more but it was still well within his usual self, especially when I was dealing with the summer heat for the past month. No one wants to work with a ticking time bomb, especially literally.

The only questionable thing would have had to be this surgery but it was literally to help heal his arms so he would be in less pain on a daily basis. Who would want to be in pain? Willingly? When there was a clear way to correct it? No one. It's not even a particularly dangerous surgery either. Nothing questionable about it except for maybe why he waited so long. But when I got the call to sign some overlooked paperwork I still didn't see anything wrong until the doctor said it was a shame he didn't come in sooner.

"He could have been pain free much sooner than this. I don't understand why he waited until he was dying," he had grumbled and that's what brought me to now. Deku is dying and I don't know why or really even how.

What I do know, thanks to this stunt, is that Deku literally put me down as being his emergency contact for everything. Hell, I even found insurance policies with me as the benefactor. I know that he doesn't have any family left with Auntie gone but still. We are only 20 this year, why does he have everything so meticulously planned? He even put my name down for his bank accounts and anything else at all I could find. I could walk into any bank and withdraw everything. Hell, I could call his landlord and cancel his lease if I wanted...

I have three days before he'll be woken up. If he is really dying... I picked up my phone and called a moving company. It didn't take long, it was faster than I could have ever guessed if I'm honest but they were there by the time I arrived and within the hour my house was rearranged and the movers were sent to Deku's apartment. I had Deku's things delivered before dinner and everything arranged before bed. The next day I took care of changing his address on everything, from banks to the hospital he was currently staying at all the way to the magazine subscriptions I found and couldn't help rolling my eyes at. But whatever.