BNHA X READER - ONESHOTS

Sick Reader x Bakugou

Fun fact: I'm sick as well... So this is kinda perfect. :)
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-3rd POV-

I stayed home from school cause of my hell of a headache and cramps. 

I groan and rub my head, hoping it would ease the amount of pain I was in, but sadly, It didn't. I get up from my bed and head down my stairs, getting a glass of water and medicine for my head. But as I grabbed the glass from my cubbard I see a car come into the driveway. My eyes widen as I saw the familiar blonde exit the car.

I run to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, 'Ah, I'm a mess!' I say in my head. I grab my brush and brush out my hair, and some mascara. But then I heard a knock at the door and a familiar voice.

"(Y/n)! Open the fuck up why weren't you at school?!" My shoulders relax and finish up my barely face of makeup.

I open my door to see the expected Bakugou.

I look at the boy's red eyes, but not for long, for he blinked away.

"What the hell?! You look awful!" He exclaimed I give a disgusted look.

"Excuse me-" He moved me out of the way, not caring for permission to let me in. He immediately went to my kitchen and grabbed a can out of the sink.

"Have you been eating ramen all day?!" He exclaims I take a moment to answer.

"Yes?" I say hesitantly, knowing he was gonna yell. But... He didn't? He just groaned and threw them away... Very unlike Bakugou to just shrug it off.

"Just, go to your room while I fix something up for you." He said calmly, I smiled.

"Okay, thanks Bakugou!" I respond softly, but exclaiming his name at the end. I went up to my room and waited for his arrival.

I knew he was a pretty qualified cook, considering the food he made at the camp with the Wild, Wild, Pussy Cats. I was excited about what he was going to make, but somewhat... Worried? I dunno, I'm a horrible cook. When I make something, I expect it's going to be bad because I only really cook for myself. Maybe that's why I'm worried...

I entered my room and closing the door behind me. I sigh, today was a long day of just sitting down. I had constant running noses, probably the reason why there are tissues laid all around my living room floor and couch. Oh shit.

"(Y/N), WHY THE HELL ARE THERE TISSUES EVERYWHERE!? DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO CLEAN UP YOU IDIOT?!" He screamed, probably as loud as his lungs could make him.  I giggle to myself and wait for the blonde, and my delicious, GoUrMeT food.

- Time Skip - 3rd POV -

Bakugou just finished his food for (Y/n), it was a simple chicken noodle soup. Not much, but he added some extra ingredients to boost the nutrition level.

He then grabbed the bowl and made his way up to your room. As he arrived at the door, he entered and saw a sleeping (Y/n).

He sighed and put the bowl on the table next to your bed. He laid his hand on your forehead, he didn't need a thermometer to know how hot you were, he knew you were way above 100°.

He then took a deep breathe, pondering whether he should do what he was thinking. But as time passed by shortly, he climbed into the bed with you.

He took off his jacket, leaving him in his unbuttoned shirt. Then his shoes and socks.
And before you knew it, he was in bed snuggled against you.

But little did he know, you were awake.
You wanted to tease the boy a bit, so you switched sides to where your hands were pressed up against the boys chest, and your head in the crook of his neck.

His face heated up as you raised your knee to his crotch area, he bit his lip and raised his head.

'God dammit (Y/n), you know full well what you're doing...' He thought to himself as then put his head back down to yours.
He saw your (e/c), beautiful eyes looked into his red eyes.

You chuckle as you then snuggle up against him again. He groaned.

"Shut up," He mumbled.

"Says the boy who screams on a daily basis," He growled, letting it go, so he wouldn't prove your point.

Then before you guys knew it, you two fell asleep.

And your gourmet food was getting cold.