BNHA/MHA Sickfics!

BNHA/MHA Sickfics!

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My Hero Academia
Welcome to the place of sickly cute fluff! (And maybe angst..?) In these stories, it will be revolving around our favorite characters when they're sick- and how they take care of each other! I will write BxG, BxB and GxG! Requests are open, so leave a ship or plot you'd like to see! I may post my original art to certain chapters, so make sure to credit me if you wish to share it :) Enjoy!
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"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲" "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩.. 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤" ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ At twenty-seven, (Y/N) is done. Done with doubles. Done with understaffed night shifts. Done with scrubbing questionable substances off hospital walls. Her quirk-Chiropractor, the ability to relieve pain and tension with a touch-might make her a miracle worker, but it can't save her from burnout. She's exhausted, sarcastic, and one cracked vertebra away from quitting healthcare entirely. Then life throws her the world's most explosive curveball: She moves into the house right next door to Bakugo Katsuki-now the No. 5 Pro Hero, fully grown, annoyingly gorgeous, and carrying a secret guilt he's tried to bury for years. They haven't seen each other since their early twenties. Since that night. Their reckless, drunken, unforgettable one-night stand. To her? It was hot, wild, and not worth a shred of regret. To him? It was a mistake-not because of her, but because he thinks he didn't treat her right. Didn't ask her out. Didn't make it special. Didn't deserve it. And now that she's back in his life, his guilt turns into something unexpected: Homemade bentos. Left on her doorstep. Every morning. Like an apology he can't stop giving. But as her terrible shifts pile up, her quirk starts easing his old injuries, and their tense doorstep conversations turn into something dangerously warm, one thing becomes clear: This isn't about regret anymore. It's about healing-his body, her burnout, their past. And maybe, if the universe doesn't interfere first... something worth fighting for.

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