Bakugou's Quiet Little (Bakugou X Little Reader)

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T.W. Vomiting, description of feeling sick/vomiting

(Y/n) P.O.V

I wake up with a whine feeling very icky. I feel like my tummy is twisting. I'm sweating, but I'm shivering and curling into my blankie more. There is a knock on my door as I try to fall back to sleep. I curl more into my blankie as more knocks come from my door. "It's Bakugou. Are you okay? Why are you not answering?" I whine. I sit up in bed and feel a wave of nausea rush through me.

I run to unlock my door and hurry to my bathroom. I drop to my knees in front of the toilet and throw up. My throat burns and tears run down my face as more come up. I hear my door open, close, and lock as my tummy empties more. "Baby girl?" I cough and cry.

"Daddy" I can barely call out before my body rejects more of what was in my tummy. I hear Daddy rush in.

"Oh, poor baby." Daddy pulls my hair back and rubs my back. We stay like that until nothing more comes up and I'm just left coughing over the toilet. Once Daddy is sure nothing more is coming up, he picks me up and takes me back to bed. He lays me down with a paci and stuffie, tucking me into the blankie.

Bakugou P.O.V

After laying her down with everything, I place a hand on her forehead, she feels like she is burning up. I pull out my phone and call Kirishima.

"Hey, Bakubro. What's up? You and (L/n) weren't at breakfast, is everything okay?"

"Let Aizawa know that (Y/n) and I will be absent today."

"Why? Is she okay?"

"When I came by this morning to wake her up and get her ready, she was vomiting. She is pretty deep in little space, which I don't blame her. I haven't properly checked her temp, but just feeling her head, I can tell it's high."

"Awe poor thing. Yeah, I'll let Aizawa know. I'll see if we can come by after school to help you with her."

"'K. Make sure to take proper notes so we can catch up when she's better."

"I'll try my best. Try not to get sick yourself."

"I won't get sick." I hang up and put my phone away turning back to my little. She's whining and curling more into her blanket. I sit on the edge of the bed and move some hair out of her face. "Hey, Princess. I'm going to go get some things, I'll be right back okay." She shakes her head and whines louder. "I promise I'll be right back. Daddy just needs a few things to help you feel better." (Y/n) sniffles and nods. "I'll be quick baby." I kiss her temple and leave her room.

I rush to the kitchen and grab some crackers and a water bottle. I run to my room and start digging through my bathroom. I find the thermometer and flu/cold meds I have kept in my bathroom cabinet. For once, I'm glad my old hag made me keep these on hand. I also grab some disinfectant wipes to clean off her pacifiers and the thermometer. I run back to (Y/n)'s room.

I enter my little's dorm and hear sobbing. I go to her bed and set everything on her nightstand. I move the hair from her face again. "Princess, I'm back."

Daddy, tummy hurts. I feel icky.

"I know, Baby." I grab the thermometer.  "Baby, I need to take your temp. Can I take your paci?" She hesitates before nodding. I take the pacifier and set it on the nightstand. "Can you open your mouth and lift your tongue for Daddy?" She does as I ask. I put the thermometer under her tongue. "Okay Baby, you can close your mouth, just keep that under your tongue." She whines but listens. I wait a bit for the thing to beep. 102.3 F. I take the thermometer out and disinfect it, along with her pacifier. I grab the medicine and water. "Baby, can you sit up and take your medicine for Daddy?" She shakes her head and goes under her blanket. I rub her back trying to sound gentle, because I know she is sick, but stern, because she needs to take it. "Princess, you need to sit up and take this, so you can feel better." She whines and squirms before sitting up. (Y/n) rubs her eyes crying.