Not Okay (Depressed Deku x Bakugou) {!Under Editing!}

7- The tube

(Deku's POV)

I woke up with a gasp. I sat up quickly in the bed before relaxing and laying back down.

I tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes but then I felt it. It was a small tube going down my nose. From my nose, taped to my cheek then around my ear. Then finally up to a bag filled with a beige liquid.

As I stared at the bag until a doctor entered the room. He looked at me with a smile.

"Hi Izuku, sorry we had to sedate you. We just thought it would be less stressful." He smiled again.

"Okay, I'm going to ask you some quick questions," he said.

I nodded and he continued.

"Okay first, are you in any discomfort."

"No" I replied.

"Trouble breathing, or swallowing."

"No" I replied again.

"Okay that's it, and I will let your dad in to speak and explain a thing to you." He said with another smile then left.

I was confused. I had a tube in my nose, the doctor was asking me questions and now my dad...... Well, Mr. Aizawa was going to talk and explain things to me.

My thoughts were interrupted when Mr. Aizawa walked in and the seat next to me.

"What's going on," I ask him.

"Yeah, I thought you would say that" he started "well the tube. It's an NG tube, or in more simple terms a feeding time."

I could feel my chest tightening. I could feel my heartbeat get faster as my breath became more laboured. What did he say? why would he do that? I was angry and frustrated.

"Why would you do that, IM FINE," I yelled.

"You need to calm down." He said in a calm voice.

"NO I'm not going to calm down, you just shoved a tube down my nose and are now forcing me to eat, when I'm FINE!" I yelled again.

"YOUR NOT FINE, your so thin you can count your ribs. Your so thin that I could wrap my hand easily around your stomach, your so thin that your shoulder blades stick out." He yelled back.

"Kid your so thin that we have shoved a tube down your nose to make sure you didn't lose any more weight and DIE." He said in a calmer tone.

Tears started to fill my eyes the words he said were probably true but I didn't see what he saw when he looked at ma and because as much as I wanted to die I didn't want to die like this. But the thought of eating made sick, so maybe the tube could help. Maybe.

Aizawa pulled me in his arms and higher me tightly, I returned the hug as I stopped crying. I pulled away to look at his calm and tiered face.

"So, how is this going to work?" I asked him.

"Oh, okay. So this tube goes from your nose down your throat to your stomach." He explained as he pointed at the tube.

"Oh, umm. What's gonna happen when I leave the hospital?" I asked nervously?

"Okay, just let me get someone more qualified to explain that to you." He stood up and left the room

Shortly after a nurse came into the room holding a backpack and some medical supplies. She seemed young but experienced. She sat on the chair next to me then placed the bag and medical supplies on the rolling table and slide it over my lap.

"Oh, wait. You are Izuku with" she paused and looked at a chart " anorexia. And I'm here to teach you about your NG tube."

The word anorexia scared me. When the psychologists talked to me he said the same thing. But the word scared me more than what it was because it meant something was actually wrong with me.