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Hospitalised (MHA Kirishima Eijiro X Bakugou Reader)

(A/N: This is shorter than I'd prefer, bu hope you enjoy!)

Word Count: 2451

I sit up hastily, grasping the sheets and widening my eyes. A loud gasp leaves my mouth as soon as possible as I look around. A white room, with unfamiliar curtains and bed sheets and flooring. My clothes are switched with... a white hospital gown? I run my finger along the fabric by my neck, furrowing my brows. This was... unusual.

Why am I not in my normal clothes?

What was I wearing before?

Did I change before going to sleep?

What was I wearing last night?

Where was I yesterday?

I widen my eyes when I look down to my hand, seeing a white patch square on my outer palm. Then it all comes flooding back, almost too quick for me to recall. But I do, nearly every detail. Everything from yesterday. The camp. The scary woods trip. The blue fire that surrounded me. The League of Villains attacking us. That knife girl... what's-her-name, coming at me. Facing the villains head on. Katsuki...

"Katsuki!"

I rip the sheets from my legs, swinging them over to land my feet on the cold floor. But just before I can get up, my eyes land on the boy across the room from me. "Midoriya? What's he doing—... oh." He looks messed up as well, even more than me. I remember his state last night, it was bad. God, we're both in the hospital. I run a hand through my hair and down my face, only to wince when my fingers brush my cheek. Pulling my hand away, I suddenly remember being burnt on my cheek by the blue flames of the fire surrounding the camp. It wasn't going to scar, that's what Katsuki told me...

My first attempt of standing up doesn't go so well. My left leg is asleep still, making me fall back into bed with a 'humph'. A groan leaves my lips, making me bite down as I try to wake up my legs. But I do take note of the white bandage around my ankle and lower leg. The whole lower part of my right leg is covered in blank strips, and I catch a few patches underneath as I try to see what my injury was.

"Crap..." I muster, sitting straight. I don't know what wrong with my leg, I don't feel pain there so far. It doesn't matter. I need to find Mr Aizawa to talk about finding my brother. Katsuki isn't one to be scared enough to cower in fear and do whatever the captors want. He's going to fight back, I just know it. And I want to be there to fight with him.

I suck in my breath, standing up. Bad idea.

A pain shoots through my leg, making me groan as I bite my lip harder, trying to keep quiet so Midoriya didn't wake up. "Oh my God... That hurt like a—" I lift up my foot, making me cover my yelp of pain with the back of my hand as my leg stings me again. I step on my left leg, hand on my bed as I try to ease out the pain.

"Okay, calm down, you just need to... walk to the door and ask a nurse to call Mr Aizawa... easy shit, as Katsuki would say." I tell myself, trying to go towards the exit, whimpering as I try to limit my steps on my injured leg. I cover my mouth again, hand on the wall to steady myself. A couple seconds later, I'm at the entrance to the hallway. A sigh leaves me as I reach out a hand to open the door. But it slides open faster than I can touch it.

I gasp, stepping away and momentarily forgetting about my injury before a pain sears through my leg again. I feel myself falling back, pain levels rising before the one who opened the door grabs my wrist and pulls me up to stand on one leg. I look up to met with someone else's eyes. He says to me, "Watch yourself, Y/N. That wouldn't have been such a great fall."

Nodding my head and feeling his hand leave my wrist, I sigh, "Thank you, Todoroki." Before I can ask about his presence, another face comes into view and a loud gasp is heard, the door being pushed open wider. "Y/N!" Eijiro calls, rushing to the spot in front of me and holding my upper arms, "What're you doing? You shouldn't be walking around, your leg is hurt. Nurse's here do hourly check ups, what would've happened if they found you gone?" He steadies my balance as I hold onto his arms too. I mumble, "I was going to put an illusion of myself in bed, sleeping. It wasn't going to be such a big deal..."