Breathless (Kirishima x Midoriya)

Part 5

Kirishima's POV

''He could die?'' Mina asks with a shaky voice.

''Mina, that's only if I don't get the right treatment but I'll be fine, I'm strong.'' I smile while flexing my muscles to her. She attempts a smile but instead, starts to cry as she hugs me.

''Why won't you just tell me what's wrong with you so we can help.'' she begs.

''Because then you'll know too much and you'd make me get the surgery but I know I couldn't deal with the after effects.'' I try to reason with her as she cries into her chest. ''And everytime I go into surgery, my chance of coming out alive drops, remember?'' I say and she stops clutching my shirt and steps back, tears still streaming down her face. She nods a little as if to say 'okay but I'm still helping.'

''I'll do the trial but can the medication be taken by myself at the dorms rather than being monitored at a hospital?'' I ask. ''I can't afford to miss out on school, I go to UA.'' he smiles at me and nods, handing me 5 bottles of different pills and a schedule of sorts for when to take what.

''Follow this strictly, I'll contact the school and let them know that physical activity is to be kept to a minimum for a week while the pills take effect.'' he says and types my prescription into the computer. He wishes us farewell and the three of us head back to UA. ''Why won't you tell Mina, is it because she knows who you like?'' Midoriya asks.

I nod slowly, scratching the back of my head nervously. ''Have you had surgery before? You said something before so I just thought maybe-'' he trails off.

''I have a heart condition, my heart failed and I had to get surgery. I died twice and they brought me back just in time. They said that it caused trauma to my brain and body and that every time I go under general anaesthesia for a surgery, every time they cut me open, the chance of me coming out alive lowers. This surgery is already dangerous as it is.'' I say quietly, I'm still ashamed of what happened and I know it upsets Mina which is why I don't talk about it much so I change the subject. ''I also have diabetes but that's fairly easy to control.''

We pull into the lot of UA and head back into the dorms. I head to the kitchen and grab some apple juice. There's this whole side of me that no one knows about. I pull my CGM from the large pocket in my oversized hoodie. I also have an oversized school blazer with large pockets on the inside to hide my CGM.

I only got it recently and it makes a small beep when my glucose levels get dangerously low which doesn't happen most the time but when it does, I'm normally alone or at lunch so the beep is drowned out so only I hear it. I've been told I shouldn't be but I'm ashamed of my diabetes and heart problem. I'm supposed to be a big strong hero but instead, I'm a weak little boy with health issues and now hanahaki to throw into the mix.

I grab a chocolate bar in hopes my blood sugar might go up a bit because it's getting a little low right now. I pour a glass of water and take two of the first two pills and 1 of all the others before checking my CGM again. Okay, I did some research, a CGM is this little device that constantly monitors sugar levels and beeps when your sugar levels start to drop. CGM stands for 'constant glucose monitering'

''Woah, what's all the pills for?'' I hear from behind me. I almost shit myself but I try to act calm.

''Nothing, I'm just ill plus I got hurt in training.'' I smile brightly, turning to see Bakugo. He groans slightly.

''Whatever Shitty Hair.'' he says as he walks past me. He seems... off?

''Hey, you okay? And don't tell me your fine because you're clearly not. Letting down your walls doesn't make you weak.'' I say, watching as he tries to object. I see that his face is tear stained and he gives me a pained look before walking towards me. He puts his head on my chest and begins to cry quietly. I put my hand on the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair as I rest my head on top of his.

He clutches my top and after a moment, he stops crying. ''Can we talk in your dorm?'' he asks me quietly and I nod, picking up my bottles of pills and putting them in my pockets before heading upstairs.