BNHA AU Little Bedtime Stories

Bakugo Gets Sick (Bakusquad)

Content warning: Swearing

Kirishima marches towards Ashido, a file in his hands and a mix of worry and anger look on his face. She gulps.

"All right, Ashido, we have to act soon." Ashido knows that tone. He wants her help. "That cold medicine Bakugo chugged? It was the non-drowsy kind!"

Ashido doesn't understand why he blames her. Bakugo's been doing fine.

"He's all over the place!" He says in disbelief.

"Hey!" Speak of the devil. Bakugo is rolling towards them on his chair, a file on his hand. "Hey, hey, hey."

Ashido covers her mouth. She's gonna get sick if this continues. And she wants her paycheck, thank you very much.

"Guess what," he doesn't even pause to breathe, "I got a new lead to ask my perp about a drug dealer on State Street."

The phone rings and Bakugo throws his file at Ashido and pushes himself away. Thank goodness he's nowhere near her anymore. Though, she wishes someone else would pick up the file and get his germs away from her. She disinfects her hands.

"Woah! Why isn't someone answering that phone?!"

The phone didn't even ring twice. And Midoriya was about to take it.

"I'll get it, I'll get it," Bakugo picks up the phone at the third ring, his cold demeanor back in place. Unluckily, he had slammed into Todoroki's desk, which made a pile of papers and files fall. Todoroki looks down, and betrayal is written all over his face.

"Hello?" Bakugo says in his neutral "I'm gonna kill you" voice. "No, there's no Midoriya here. You're the wrong number. Goodbye."

Midoriya approaches his desk, a look of hurt on his face. Ashido winces.

"I-I'm Midoriya."

"That's a dumb name—" Bakugo replies, looking straight at him, "—but it's yours and you should be proud of it because you're the greatest hero I've ever known."

Midoriya's face light up and a smug smile appears on his face. "No doy, Kacchan. No doy."

Bakugo pushes himself out of Midoriya's desk, rolling across the room. "Where is my fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiile?!"

His voice sounds funny as if his throat hurt so badly he can't even speak in a harsh voice. That might be the only thing fun about Bakugo being sick. Also, he's acting ape shit right now. It's quite entertaining.

"He's so hopped up on that stuff, his brain's gonna blow!" Kirishima throws a glare at her. "I'm gonna interrogate the perp, you keep Bakugo occupied."

Ashido gapes at him. She shakes her head. "I don't wanna get near his germed face!" She thinks for a few seconds before putting on her pleading face. "Permission to lock him in a distant room?"

"No!" he exclaims as if it wasn't even an option. "Just distract him!"

It's not as simple as that. Ashido doesn't want to get sick. She lies. "Yes. That is what I will do."

When Kirishima leaves, Ashido concocts a plan. How to get Bakugo distracted without touching him? It's quite simple actually.

She fetches some gloves from the concierge room and stalks Bakugo throughout the day. He starts talking to an officer. It's her time to shine.

"Bakugo!" she whispers and gestures to get his attention. "C'mere! Gotta tell you something."

He turns to look at her, eyebrow raised.