°•ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ•° || Bakudeku || Hanahaki

🌼 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3 🌼

Deku's pov:

*beep beep beep beee-*

I turned off the alarm and sat up in bed. I was unable to sleep after what had happened last night. All I did was lay in bed trying to calm myself for 7 whole hours. I was scared and confused. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to confess knowing he hates me and I definitely didn't want to get the surgery which would result in me losing all my love for kacchan and the memories we made together. No I didn't want to forget him or stop loving him.

I was angry at myself.

"Why did you have to fall in love with him?! There were so many people but you chose him?! Why?!" I shouted at myself. I hadn't even realized that I was going to be late for school while I was angrily cussing at myself.

I wasn't planning on attending school today though. I was tired and had blood shot eyes. I looked horrible. So I picked up my phone and sent Mr. Aizawa a text telling him I was sick and wouldn't be attending classes today.

I needed to tell this to someone though. And I knew who I could tell. I would probably get scolded but I had no other option. She was the only one who would probably know a lot on this matter and would understand. Recovery girl.

I got out of bed and put on a hoodie. I took a sip of water and put on my shoes. Then I started making my way to the recovery room. I didn't want to tell anyone about this but I knew I couldn't keep it to myself. It was too much.

I reached the recovery room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard the lady say.

I walked in and she gave me a strict look, checking if I had broken any bones. But when she didn't find anything suspicious she smiled.

"So why did you come here?" She asked me.

"W-well..." I stuttered. I didn't know telling someone about this would be so hard.

She rose an eyebrow and looked at me with confusion and concern. I hadn't ever been here without an injury so it concerned her on how I was basically sweating while trying to talk to her.

"I-" I was searching for words when suddenly I broke into a coughing fit. I was kind of glad that she was going to see it rather than me explain it to her.

*Cough*

*cough*

*cough*

It was much more painful this time. With one hand clenching my chest and the other on my mouth I got on my knees trying to calm down. The coughing wouldn't stop. I could taste the disgusting metallic thick blood in my mouth and couldn't breathe properly. It hurt like hell. The recovery girl saw all of this and her face went pale. She knew exactly what it was when she saw the blood and petals. For a moment she just stood there in shock. Then ran up to me and supported me and gave me a bucket to cough into.

Once I had stopped coughing I tried to get up but fell back down. Probably because of the amount of blood I had lost. I couldn't breathe properly and then everything went black.

Bakugou's pov:

Second lesson has started and deku was still not in class. He isn't usually late and definitely isn't someone who would skip school without a solid reason.

"Is he okay?" I thought to myself. I wasn't entirely worried but still it was pretty weird to see an empty seat behind me. He hadn't ever skipped school unless he had broken some bones or was at the hospital.

I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly a hand slammed on my desk. It was Midnight.

"Pay attention." Was all she said and then continued reading the text from the book, walking back and forth in the class.

"Wait what the hell?! Why was I even thinking about the damn nerd? I don't care about him!" I thought to myself clearly confused on why I was so worried about Deku.

I shook my head and concentrated on the lecture, forgetting about him.

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Deku's pov:

I woke up to a blinding white light above me. "Am I dead?" I thought to myself but then after my eyes adjusted to the light I realized I was in the recovery girl's office. On the bed I had been on too many times.

I sat up supporting my body by holding onto the bed sheet and saw recovery girl. She looked extremely sad and worried. Then I realized what had happened before I had fallen unconscious.

"Are you aware of your condition?" She asked with pity in her eyes.

"Yes. I searched it up last night because it had started in the afternoon. I didn't know what to do after reading about the hanahaki disease. I needed to talk to someone about it. Therefore I came here." I answered calmly, but panic could easily be heard in my voice.

"So what do you want to do? Are you going to get the surgery or will you confess?" She asked.

"I do not plan on getting the surgery. And I also don't plan on confessing any time soon. I know for a fact that he hates me and I don't want him to hate me more." I said coughing up a few petals as I thought about him.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Bakugou Katsuki." I answered almost choking on my words. I felt hot tears running down my face after answering her questions. I hadn't realized how hard I was trying to hide my emotions. I am only 16 and already had so much weight on my shoulders being the successor of All might and now having the hanahaki disease was just too much for me. I was scared and overwhelmed.

The recovery girl gave me a warm hug telling me it was going to be okay. She gave me some painkillers and told me to take them every morning and night after breakfast and dinner.

She told me that I would eventually have to confess and then reassured me that she won't tell anyone unless I want her to.

I thanked her and went back to my dorm. The corridors were empty as school was still in session. I mean it had just started 3 hours ago. I was a little relieved but the feeling of my lungs being covered with stems was horrifying. Everything that I was feeling reminded me of the disease no matter how hard I tried to take my mind off of it.

I decided to take a warm shower to calm myself down and then decided to get some sleep as I had barely gotten any.

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Third person pov:

"Todoroki, hand these notes to Midoriya and please help him with the work he missed today." Aizawa ordered Todoroki.

"Yes sensei."

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Todoroki's pov:

Midoriya wasn't in class today. I was worried as I knew he wasn't someone who liked skipping school without a reason. Then Aizawa sensei told me to hand him the notes and help him with the work. I hope he is okay.

I made my way to Midoriya's dorm and raised my hand to knock when I heard faint crying and coughing.

We all were instructed to open each other's dorms if we felt it was really necessary as in to avoid any villain attacks. I opened the door with full force and what I saw in there made my blood run cold. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I just stood there in shock.

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