BNHA Gay Ships One-Shots! 《《BOOK 1》》

TodoBaku | Overwhelmed

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CW: Panic attacks
Suggested by; The_outlaw_velvet9

~Enjoy~
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Everyone understood that Katsuki's strengths today wouldn't be a hundred percent, quirk-wise, or in general. He'd woken up with a cold in which simply destroyed his strengths, appetite, voice, and stamina.

Everyone understood. But Katsuki didn't.
Katsuki still wants to be the powerful guy that he is... and the way he's pushing himself and his quirk is worrying his classmates.

Tenya had come forward to Mr. Aizawa that Katsuki had left the dorms today without having any breakfast, and it rose a red flag to the teacher.

A summer's hot day, long-sleeved uniforms, a cold, a quirk exam, with a stubborn, strong-willed sixteen-year-old who hasn't eaten anything ever since the afternoon before...

He can already see disaster forming before his eyes.

He calls a pause on everyone's current tasks and tries to keep all attention away from Katsuki, to prevent any possible humiliation, knowing how the student reacts with the sort of thing.

He approached the sweaty, pale-looking boy, being certain he would collapse at any given breeze, at any given moment.

"Bakugo...- as your teacher, I advise you to sit out today, on the bleachers... you're in no cond--"
"Hh...! H-Hah...?!"

Katsuki's eyes are red and watery, but most brush it off as the cold's symptoms.
But Shoto... the one who's the closest student to Katsuki then the rest, realizes that it matches to the situation and his expression.

Katsuki is shattered. He's desperate to know he's doing his usual great.
But he knows he's failing in doing that. He can't cause an explosion bigger than a bonfire's fire. And it's peaking his desperation... it's whirling up negative thoughts...

His heart's beginning to race. His knees are feeling weak. His vision is tunneling... the floor seems to be fading from underneath him.

"Bakugo, are you alrig--?" The teacher's more worried tone came through.
But it did so through a high-pitched ringing.

Katsuki stumbled back, the last bit of consciousness he has is screaming at him to realize what's happening.

The one thing he's feared the most to happen amongst his classmates... amongst anyone, really.

He's getting a panic attack. And it's coming in twice as bad, now that he's sick...

He bolted. He pushed past Shoto and ran as fast as his sick body allowed him to. The class is left flabbergasted-

And Shoto is left... agonized. His heart had just been pulled... it felt heavy and bruised.

"Someone go after him,- he must be feeling sick to his stomach--" The teacher urged, guessing wrong.

Shoto stepped up to the demand, knowing what had just happened... out of experience.

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He found him not very far from where he'd run from. He hid behind the stairs that led up to the field they trained at.
He looks horrible; he's pale and choked of air, and working a tremendous amount of sweat. And he's curled up with his knees against his chest, into a vulnerable little ball of anxiety.