Midoriya just sat on his bed, playing with the hem of his shirt idly.
He had already been cooped up in the infirmary for four whole days, and he was bored, to say the least. He had literally nothing to do; Shuzenji wasn't letting him read anything, or even watch television, claiming that he'd find some way to analyze them, turning those relaxing activities into strenuous ones that would put more pressure on his mind.
He wasn't that bad, right? He just had a lot on his mind and tons of stuff to do.
At least, Shuzenji said that she could let him out later, once classes had ended, since his fever had subsided a day ago. They found that his problem with throwing up was more to do with him being sick and stressed, rather than being some major issue with his stomach, but Midoriya still preferred to eat lighter meals that were easier to digest.
Apparently, Midoriya also seemed to like those jelly packets that Aizawa liked, so maybe the Erasure Hero was actually on to something.
At the moment, he was just waiting for his friends to come around; he actually really liked their presence, and it was literally the only thing he had to look forward to since Shuzenji wasn't letting him do anything else. They had come over during lunch, and Shuzenji said that once they came over after lessons, he was free to go back to the dorms.
In the meantime, he was just bored. Midoriya just opted to stare at the straw that Lunch Rush had given him with his Gatorade; he wasn't sure if it was the same for the first four days he had been in the infirmary, but there was a really curly straw stuck in his bottle.
He wasn't sure what was the point of it being so bendy, though. Sure, he understood having regular bendy straws so it was easier to drink from, but the bendy portion didn't have to be so long; it was just a waste of plastic.
"Stop trying to analyze the straw." Shuzenji sighed, looking like she wasn't sure whether to laugh or be exasperated with him, and Midoriya just took his attention to the open window, scratching Reiko behind her ears gently. Reiko let out a content purr, as Ryuto chirped, landing on the window still; like him, they were restless, and while Reiko seemed content enough running around the infirmary, Ryuto needed to stretch his wings.
Ryuto hopped back into the infirmary, shaking his feathers around, before he glided back to the bed, nuzzling the green haired boy. Midoriya gently ran his fingers through his soft feathers, as the sound of footsteps caught his attention. Midoriya perked up as his friends appeared by the doorway, and Iida smiled brightly, "Hello, Izuku! I'm glad you're feeling better now!"
Shuzenji sighed, "Remember, don't push yourself so much. I can't stop you from training, but please, take care of yourself."
Midoriya nodded, and Shinsou gave her a thumbs up, "Don't worry, we'll take really good care of him!"
The nurse just rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah. You have homework to finish, don't you?
"Yeah..." Todoroki muttered, "We should go back to the dorms and finish that first. You missed a few days of work."
They were just about to leave the room when Shuzenji spoke up, "Hold on. Iida, give me your phone; I'll give you my phone number."
The blue haired boy frowned in confusion, but he still complied, handing his phone over to the older lady. It didn't take too long for Shuzenji to give the phone back to the boy, "Your class, somehow, keeps getting into trouble, and you guys haven't started your first aid courses yet. If you need my assistance for minor injuries, or if you just have some health-related inquiries, you can just message me."
"Thank you!" Iida bowed upon getting his phone back, "I'll be sure to contact you should we need any assistance!"
"Don't worry about it; it's my job." Shuzenji turned back to her computer, "You kids take care of yourselves."
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Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]
FanfictionQuirks aren't everything in this world, nor is your family status. Animals with quirks are pushed away, merely because they're animals. Nezu? Heck, he's so smart, everyone's scared of what would happen if they got on his bad side. Half the socie...