Silent Hearts~(bakudeku)

Concern -Chapter 3

~ deku's P.O.V-continued~

20 minutes has passed since I entered the restroom...the coughing still hasn't stopped. My face is stiff and sticky with the dried tears and the tears still dropping from the pain. I'm feeling lightheaded from how little I can get some oxygen in between the coughs and my hand is shaking with how hard I've been clenching my t-shirt. This is the most longest and torturing episode of this coughing. Just last week they were light, almost too unimportant to take care of, so how come it has increased so much? I wonder if anyone else is going through this. I wonder if anyone else is having this aching, emotional pain. I cant be the only one right?
I dont want to be the only one...yet I would be happy if I was, I wouldn't wish this upon even my worst enemy. So I hope I'm alone in this, then no one would have to be concerned and add more things on to their plate. It would be terrible if someone had to suddenly start taking care of a sick person who cant stop themselves from loving someone who they shouldn't, especially when it's so obvious that that person hates them...
I try to stand up, holding the handle bar to support myself as I do. The coughing hasn't gone away yet but ive been in the bathroom way too long. I find some strength left and make small steps to the door that I entered through, bracing against the wall.

I was almost to the door when an extremely painful cough attacked my throat and lungs causing me to fall to the floor with my hand covering my mouth and my eyes threatening to pour more tears again. The pain was so sudden that I didn't even realize the bathroom door opened revealing my dear friend, whose expression which was always calm and stoic, now changed to a shocked, frightened and concerned one....

~ third person P.O.V (20 minutes earlier)~

The heterochromic boy had been watching over his friend secretly. He had noticed changes in him, from the puffy tired eyes to the small lies he would tell when asked if he was okay. It worried him greatly. What happened to Midoriya, he wondered. He wanted to ask him himself, but a part of him felt he was unworthy of it. Was he allowed to ask such questions, and be apart of his friends private life and concerns? He was all too new to this stuff and frankly speaking, doesnt even know how he would ask the question. He knew if he asked if midoriya was okay, he would get a lie for an answer. So what should he ask?
He slumped slightly in his chair at the table and glanced at midoriya from behind. As he was trying to solve this inner problem he saw midoriya get up from his seat and leave. He took the moment to look at his friends face and for a moment, he could see sadness and pain, it was as if he was holding in a lot of words or emotions, ready to explode but trapped by his morals.

The boy pondered of what possibly could be the cause of his friends pain, was it a death in the family? Or is he having problems at home? He sighed softly and decided that today, no matter what, he would ask midoriya what is wrong. But of course he would wait a little before going to look for him.

~ Todoroki's P.O.V.~

I sat in my chair for around 10 minutes or so when I decided I have waited long enough. I got up carefully, pushing my chair back to the table neatly before going to look for midoriya. I wonder where he would be right now...perhaps his room? Or maybe the training grounds?... I decide to check his room first since it is closer.

Finding his room I knocked once. No reply. Knocked twice. Still no reply. I knocked a third and last time, having hearing no reply I concluded that he wasnt in the room so I headed down to the training grounds.

Upon reaching I heard some punches and grunts, my eyes lit up. I quickened my pace ever so slightly as I reached the training areas expecting to see midoriya, only to be met with the sight of a few students training for the coming week's test.

I sigh, going back to where my search had started. Where could he be?...had he gone to his house? I didnt see him come back or pass him...

I walked through the hall which led to the lounge room, still pondering of where he is when I passed slightly by the bathroom door. It was faint, but I heard coughing and whimpers. The person sounded terribly pained, and then i heard a thump. Did they fall?

I knew not who it was but seeming as they sound hurt and possibly are I opened the door quickly to help them. Only to be met with the person I've been looking for. Though I wasnt expecting to see him on the floor, face red and covered with dried tears, and coughing so hard he cant seem to hold himself together...

I ran over to him, kneeling down and grabbing his shoulders. Not to hard but firmly. "Midoriya?? What happened are you okay?" I ask him stupidly. Of course he isnt okay but I want him to tell me he isnt.

He looks up at me, his eyes glistened with tears yet dull, almost like a lifeless doll. He said nothing. No, he couldnt say anything... I was worried before but now I cant seem to think of the word to describe how I feel right now. What happened to him? And why?

I ask myself these questions which could only be answered by him. However I probably wont get the real answer.

It pains me to see my friend like this. I can feel him trembling in my hands, and I can feel every strained breath he takes trying to hold in his coughs.

What can I possibly do for him?..