Insanity (TodoBaku)

Chapter 6

Todoroki

Why was I getting so involved in someone else's business? I wasn't sure. I never thought I was the type to let superficial emotions, like thinking Bakugo was cute, control my actions like this, but maybe I was.

I didn't know how to help him. I thought I could just do what I wished someone would have done for me when it got bad with my father. The more I tried to do that, the more obvious it became that I had no idea what I wished someone would have done for me then. It was too complicated a situation.

It must have been even worse for Bakugo. My father never changed. He had good days and bad days but he was always the same person. Midoriya did not seem to be that way.

When I tried to help Bakugo, he seemed to get upset with me. Obviously I wasn't being helpful. Kirishima knew what to do. I couldn't do what he did. Bakugo needed him right now.

I left my room when I realized this. I checked the common areas for Kirishima and no luck. I walked down the hall to his door. The light was on. I lifted my hand to knock but didn't. What could I have said? I went back to my room.

I opened the door as quietly as I could. I hoped he was asleep. He'd been through enough and needed the rest. The light from the hallway spilled over him. He moved a little, but didn't seem to wake up. He shot up as soon as I put any weight on the bed—he must have felt it.

He was panicky and terrified. His hands sparked, not enough to be an explosion. He'd gotten out of the bed and was standing next to it. I crawled over the bed to be closer to him. He was breathing heavily. I moved slowly and put my hands up when I spoke.

"Calm down, Bakugo." I made an effort to keep my voice even and calm. I hoped it would reassure him.

His eyes fixed on me. His hands were still up and sparking. "This isn't my fucking room," I could see his hair was stuck to his face in places from how much he was sweating. "Where am I? What are you doing?"

"You're in my room. You have to stay here for a few days, remember?" He relaxed a little bit but didn't come any closer. "Come here before you black out on the floor."

"I won't black out," He said, but came back to the bed anyway. I noticed, when he came closer, that he was shivering.

"You're cold." I put the throw blanket he'd been using earlier back around his shoulders. He just stared at me.

I moved over to the far side of the bed and got under the comforter. He followed suit, but kept the additional blanket wrapped around him. I could see that he was still cold. I knew vaguely that people could feel cold and tired after an injury. He didn't seem hot to the touch, so I assumed it was that.

I already had my left side towards him. I activated my Quirk and lifted up the blanket. "Here. I'll keep you warm."

Maybe it was because he was so tired, cold, and out of it. He cuddled into my side, my arm around his shoulders and his head resting on my chest. He'd even wrapped one of his arms around my waist. It didn't take long for his breathing to even out and I knew he was asleep.

He looked peaceful. I ran my fingers through his hair, parts of it still sweaty. Midoriya had told me that Bakugo's Quirk was nitroglycerin-based. I thought that meant he would smell like caramel. He did, technically, but he smelled like severely burnt caramel.