ᵀʰᵉ ᴹᵘˢᵘᵗᵃᶠᵘ ᴬˢʸˡᵘᵐ // ᴮᴺᴴᴬ

𝟑. ᴀɢɢʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ

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In the pharmacy sector I exchanged the prescriptions and had a talk with the nurses assigned to assist Katsuki-kun.

I then insisted they only really needed one nurse. And they had no choice but to accept  since I was of higher authority.

As the pharmacist gave me the pill bottle I read it very carefully and gave her a grateful smile, locking it in his labeled cabinet.

Having 20 minutes to spend on my break, should I help Aizawa-san? Yeah!

I'll pick up some lunch from the grocery store for us since he's been working so hard lately.

Speed walking to the backdoor, I scanned my card to exit and pulled on my warm coat, my stomach rumbling.

I pushed my hands into the pockets, beginning to stroll down the sidewalk, humming a non-existent tune as the cold air chilled my cheeks and turned them a rosy pink.

Being a convenience store, it wasn't very far away from the hospital. Just a small grocery store on the corner across from the staff parking lot bunched with a hair salon and a local café.

I picked up some sushi, rice snacks, and a few smoothies.

I'm not too dependent on what I put in my body, but I try not to eat too many sweets anyway.

Thinking about it...

I drink too much coffee don't I?

I shake my head in amusement.

Returning with my small plastic bag of lunch I scan my card, removing my coat quickly. No wasting time here.

As I ascended up the polished stairs Aizawa-san's office was straight across and left, I knocked loudly.

Scuffling was heard through the door and I heard him faintly grumble a 'come in.'

I walked into his mess of an office and barely saw the top of his head from the amount of books piled on his desk.

"I brought you lunch!" I exclaimed proudly and he popped his head around one of the skyscrapers of paper in surprise.

I jostled the bag in my hand back and forth.

"Midoriya-San, you didn't need to do that."

A lazy smile rested on his face. He must've imagined he'd go without lunch today.

Not on my watch!

"Sorry, but you deserve it." I laughed, settling down on some old encyclopedias he had on the floor.

...

After lunch with Aizawa-san I attempted to help with his work and fortunately finished more than half of all the stacks.

I jogged down the staircase, sliding my fingers down the banister and picked up the bottle of pills I'd left in Katsuki-kun's pharmacy locker.

While I was there I poured a glass of water, and after he takes the pill, I'll take it back with me.

I figured he would throw it across the room when I leave.

And so I knocked quietly and entered.

He was on the floor in the corner, panting, with bloody knuckles. And my eyes widen slightly. He grunts at me under his breath, giving me his most furious death glare.