Cafe Boy

Thunderstorm?!

My eyes open to a fan fanning my face and a damp towel covering my forehead. "My head feels so hot." I say still feeling dizzy. "Well you did faint when you tried to escape my company." I turn my head and Bakugo was fanning me. Great I have a fever, there goes my fun. It was probably caused by stress, and maybe a little overwork and worrying. "I'm fine by myself, If you don't go join the others It would be a waste for someone who's not sick." I just want him to leave me so I wouldn't have to feel guilty about him staying with me when he payed for himself. "No I'll stay. If you died or something it would be a pain because I would be a suspect being your room mates and all." I couldn't tell if he was being serious or was just covering up for wanting to keep care of me. Either way, I was grateful that he stayed, I would hate to be left alone while everyone was having fun. "Thank you Bakugo." I smile genuinely happy for his presence, it was kind of comforting. "Yeah whatever. Go to sleep so you get better and I will call you when it's dinner time." He says while wringing out the towel to put back over my forehead. Smiling, I doze off feeling extremely relaxed.

I wake up again later that night, about 6 o'clock to the smell of food. Now that I think about I hadn't even had time to eat breakfast in the morning so I've had nothing all day. I rub my eyes and walk over to the door and see the door close and a trolley with some food. "Wow you must have the nose of a shark or something if you woke up just by the smell of food." He seemed impressed. "Well I have been sleeping all day." "True, but you still have a fever. So go back to bed and we'll eat there." We both walk back to the bedroom and I sit down on the bed while Bakugo sits on a chair next to me. "I brought you some rice porridge to make you get better." "Thanks it looks great!" I nearly start drooling that's how hungry I was. "It's just porridge, idiot." "Well it's amazing for someone who hasn't eaten the whole day." Whoops I let that slip out accidentally. "You haven't eaten all day? Well no wonder you got sick dumbass!" "Sorry, I didn't have time to get anything ready...and I wasn't that hungry." I get embarrassed because he sounded just like my mum. "Eating is more important than whatever you have to do!" He yells clearly frustrated. "Okay, okay. I promise you right now that I will eat three meals everyday!" Like that's going to happen, I just needed to say something to make him shut up. I start eating and burn my tongue. "Owwww that really hurt!" I say constantly fanning my tongue. "Geez your really are an idiot, you can't even eat properly by yourself." He takes the spoon from my hand and scoops up some porridge and blows on it. "Open wide." He says holding the spoon up to my mouth. "I-I can do it you know." My eyes wonder off into the other direction. "Just open your mouth. God your so stubborn." My eyes widen, "Your the stubborn one!" Then as I was speaking he shoves the spoon into my mouth. And yet again... I give up and let him literally feed me like a baby. This is so embarrassing, how is he keeping a straight face right now?! After Bakugo and I finish eating, he gives me my medicine and I take it. "I'm going for a shower." I head towards the bathroom and hear Bakugo say, "Don't need help do you?" WHAT?! "No. No I am certain I'll be just fine." I storm off into the bathroom. What the hell was that about? What would've happened if I said yes? Would he have actually done it? I slap my face, I need to snap the hell out of my weird and creepy fantasies. 

Bakugo and I both finished up showering and brushing our teeth. I headed off to the bedroom and dove underneath the covers. After about twenty minutes I noticed Bakugo didn't come to bed, so I got up and looked for him. I walked over to the living room and saw Bakugo laying on the sofa lounge already asleep. So I went back to bed and took it that he didn't want to sleep with me. Early morning, I was awakened by the loud crack of thunder followed by blinding lighting. I had always hated thunderstorms ever since I was little, but I'd usually just go into my parents room and snuggle with them. So now that I'm still scared of them with no one for comfort I was terrified. The loudest sounding crack of thunder make me yelp out in fear and I hid right under the bed covers. A few moments later I felt the cover getting pulled down, "Hey, are you okay? I heard you scream." I turn to see Bakugo stare at me concerned. "Yeah I'm fine the thunder just gave me a fright." My voice trembles and my hand shake. Crack! I jump and grip Bakugo and pull him into a hug. He was startled but then hugs me back, his grip tight as if he were trying to say It's okay, I'm here. "D-d-do you think you could sleep with me tonight, I don't think I can sleep if you d-don't." I'm beet red to say that, but there was no hiding it was the truth. "Okay I will." We lie down on the bed a little distant. But then the storm carries on, so I move closer and closer until we're touching shoulders. Rolling over Bakugo pulls me into into another hug and I blush the colour of my dyed hair. I go to lean my head on his chest and then he starts stroking my hair very softly. It relaxed me after being so jumpy because of the storm. He whispers in his deep voice into my ear, "You know what? Your hair is actually really soft, shitty hair." His warm breath sent shivers down my spine however, I still managed to smile. Warm by his embrace, I fell asleep after hearing his sweet voice.

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Okay so I put sofa bed, I don't really know if that's what their called but that's what we call them in my household. You know the sofa/lounges that you can pull out into a bed. Yeah them! This chapter wasn't bad is I do say so myself, the ship is coming soon so never fear!😊 Okay I'm going now, see you tomorrow for the next chapter! YEET!

This is edited by me, so I apologise if there's any spelling or grammar errors. 

WORD COUNT: 1078 (No including the A/N or title)