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“I'm ok.“
“You sure, dude? You don't look that well.“
“Yeah yeah, just didn't get enough sleep.“ tried Kaminari to reassure his red-haired friend.
Kirishima still looked skeptical but didn't say anything after that.
Taking a deep breath Kaminari closed his eyes to calm his nerves. That annoying headache wouldn't go away the whole morning. It's probably because he stayed up the whole night to learn for the upcoming test Mr. Aizawa told them about. Drinking two Energy Drinks probably didn't help either. His stupid brain was not made for studying, it never remembers what Kaminari wants it to which leads to him going to bed late or not at all. The worst part is that he is terrible in school despite studying as much as he can. His friends definitely think he doesn't study at all.
The bell rang, announcing the end of their lunch break.
Around him students put their food away. Kaminari just stood up, waiting for his friends to clean up, he didn't eat anything. Together the group of five walked to their classroom.
Usually Present Mic's lessons pass quickly but today it felt like ages.
Kaminari kept looking at the clock, hoping it would be over soon but every time only a few minutes had passed. Trying to make the situation more bearable, he propped his head on his hand and looked out of the window. At least that was his plan. He ended up looking at Bakugou who was sitting between the window and himself. Lost in his thoughts he forgot to look away until he made eye contact with a pair of angry, red eyes. Such pretty red eyes. Sheepishly smiling he looked back at the board. Feeling the blondes gaze burning on him he tried to concentrate on their teacher.
When class was finally over Kaminari put his stuff in his bag and turned around to Kirishima who still hadn't started to put away his stuff.
“Hurry up or I will go without you, Dude” He really wanted to go back to his room and enjoy some silence, maybe that will help with his headache.
“Go on without me, I'll need some more time” Kirishima gave him his usual cheery smile and a thumbs up.
Kaminari mimicked his friends gesture and walked out of the classroom, not noticing the worried gazes of his friends.
Back in his room he let himself fall onto the bed. Staring at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. Doing nothing, just laying there. After a while he closed his eyes, almost falling asleep. Enjoying the quiet, relaxing his body and just peacefully passing time. Wouldn't there be that feeling that tells him he is forgetting something. Chewing on his lips, eyes squinted he tried to focus. Quiet difficult with that annoying headache. Then finally he remembered. His homework. How could he forget?
Kaminari quickly opened his eyes, trying to get up but he just fell back down onto his bed. Feeling dizzy he paused for a moment. This time more slowly he tried to stand up again. Successfully.
When his vision cleared he walked over to his desk and sat down, took out his homework and started working. He made progress but only slowly.
Time was passing but it seemed like Kaminaris amount of work didn't shrink. So he paused for a minute, gritting his teeth. Aggressively massaging his temple he hoped for his headache to finally go away. Without success. Blinking his tears away he gritted his teeth and threw his school book across his room. He hoped it would make him feel better but instead it made him feel worse. Now fully crying he noticed he was shaking. Not because of his crying but because he was freezing. Careless Kaminari wiped away his tears with his arm.
Standing up on wobbly legs he walked towards the closet. Slowly opening it, searching for his comfort hoodie. He couldn't find it. Frantically looking underneath other clothes. Fresh tears made it difficult to keep searching. Groaning he walked away from the closet, taking a shaky breath. Walking in circles. Taking another breath. Wiping away the tears. Another breath, this time more steady. Kaminari looked back at the closet, scanning his clothes until he finally spotted the hoodie. Still shaking but more calm now he pulled it out and put it on.
The homework forgotten he took his phone and made his way to the door. Carefully opening it he left his room. Closing the door behind him. With shaking legs he approached slowly the stairs. Gripping the railing he took one step after the other. He almost fell down a couple of times but he made his way down without getting hurt. Thankfully none of his classmates were down here.
Hugging himself Kaminari continued his way to the kitchen. He filled the kettle with water. While the water heated up he took out a cup. At least that's what he wanted to do. He ended up dropping the cup instead. Cursing he picked up the bigger shards to throw them away. In trance he grabbed a broom to clean up the small pieces.
He didn't even notice the person who approached him. Only when he felt someone rip the broom out of his hands he looked up.
“Bakugou?”
“What the hell are you doing dunce face?” yelled the blonde.
Taken aback Kaminari took a step backwards. Almost loosing his balance.
Bakugou put the broom away. Reaching for Kaminaris hand.
He felt a sting hand and tried to pull away.
“Hold still, idiot”
Kaminari didn't notice it till then but his hand was bleeding. Not a lot but quite a bit.
Carefully Bakugou led the way to the sink and turned the water on.
“This is going to hurt a bit” and with that he pulled Kaminaris hand under the water, who sucked in his breath. “There isn't a shard stuck so it's fine. What did you even try to do, moron?”
“I wanted to make some tea” Kaminaris voice wavered but he tried to overplay it with a smile.
Bakugou looked unimpressed, pulling up an eyebrow. He walked towards the first aid kit. When he came back he took Kaminaris hand again and wrapped a bandage around the cut. After looking at his work he carefully lowered Kaminaris hand “Sit down”
Confused Kaminari wobbled towards a chair. He let himself fall onto the chair and pulled his legs up to his chest. Chewing on his lip he concentrated on the sounds the other boy made.
The clanking of cups. The noise of cupboards being opened and closed. The pouring of water.
When he heard approaching footsteps he was pulled out of his thoughts again. Stretching out his hands he carefully took the cup.
After some blowing he took a sip. “It's really good.”
“Of course it's good” huffed the other and stretched out his hand towards him.
Confused Kaminari stopped moving. Then he felt a cold hand on his forehead. He let out a content sight and snuggled closer, craving the cold.
“You are burning up, idiot” he heard the other say without removing his hand. For a moment it was silent until the other withdrew his hand “Come on, stand up” and took the cup out of Kaminaris hand.
With a sight Kaminari stood up and let himself be pulled forwards by Bakugou. When they reached the stairs he felt himself get picked up. For a moment he was feeling dizzy.
“Hold on” grumbled the other boy. Obeying his words he put his arms around the others neck, letting his head fall onto his shoulder. Kaminari could feel that they were moving but didn't really pay attention.
“Don't fall asleep, dunce face”
He hummed in response.
When they came to a halt he lifted his head and realized that Bakugou didn't walk to Kaminaris room but to his own room instead. Bakugou opened the door and walked inside, setting Kaminari down on the bed.
“Stay there” he just said and walked away.
When he came back he held something in his hand.
“Don't move” and with that Kaminari could feel a thermometer.
“39,1 degrees” he said before putting the thermometer away and grabbing something different “Open your mouth and swallow“
Kaminari obeyed, he felt something liquidy go down his throat. “Tastes weird“ he grimaced which earned him a chuckle from the blonde.
“But it'll help you, so quit crying about it, moron. Now get some sleep“ with that he pushed Kaminari into a lying position. “I won't carry you back down to your room, you'll sleep here tonight“ his voice made it clear that arguing won't do him any good so he got into a more comfortable position and let himself be tucked in by his friend.
Smiling Kaminari closed his eyes “Thanks Kacchan“
He heard that Bakugou grumbled something in return that he didn't catch but he was to tired to ask.
The next time Kaminari opened his eyes he smelled food. His head was still aching and he felt like he could sleep for days. Bakugou was sitting at his desk. Pen tapping at his lips, brows furrowed he was bent over a book. With his arms he leaned on his desk. Even when Bakugou doesn't flex them they are very defined and it is easy to imagine him carrying somebody. He is definitely imagining Bakugou rescuing a citizen and not Bakugou carrying him bridal style or something.
Letting his eyes wander up to Bakugous hair he noticed how soft it looked. Not as spiky as it usually is. Messy, like somebody ran their fingers through it, probably Bakugou himself. Kaminari really wanted to touch it, know if it's as soft as it looked.
Looking away from Bakugou, he let his eyes wander in the room. When his gaze landed on the nightstand he spotted the source of the smell. A bowl of rice was sitting there, beside the cup of tea Bakugou made for him earlier. He must have put that there while Kaminari was asleep. Using his arms for support he slowly tried to sit up. Grabbing the cup of tea was quiet exhausting as well but it was worth it when he took a few sips. It was already cold but he didn't mind. The tea was still delicious. When he set the cup back he looked back to Bakugou who was now watching him. Smiling bright Kaminari made eye contact.
Bakugou stood up and approached him “How are you feeling, Pikachu?” On his way he grabbed the thermometer.
“I feel great, better then before” he lied. It actually was worse then before but he didn't want to make his friend worry “You don't need to use the thermometer, I am feeling a lot better” grinning he put his thumbs up.
“Stop being annoying, I saw you struggling when you took the cup from the nightstand. I'm going to measure your fever if you want to or not, idiot” with that he just grabbed Kaminaris face to stop him from moving away and used the thermometer “39,8 degrees. Now cut the bullshit and tell me how you really feel, dunce face”
Dropping his smile he looked away from Bakugou “My head hurts, I have no energy and everything aches. I honestly just want to go back to sleep”
“See that wasn't so difficult, moron. Now eat the rice and then take some medicine.” He grabbed the bowl of rice and pushed it into Kaminaris hand, who just stared at it “I know that you didn't eat anything today so you will eat the rice or I will make you, idiot”
He watched as Kaminari slowly started eating, looking pleased. Whenever he would stop eating Bakugou gave him an angry look till Kaminari would continue to force some of the rice down his throat. After a third of the bowl he was full and pushed the bowl back into Bakugous hand. Apparently satisfied with the amount Kaminari ate he put the bowl back onto the nightstand and grabbed the medicine. When Kaminari also swallowed that he stood back up “Now go back to sleep, it's late”
“Join me” Kaminari whined “I don't want to sleep alone”
The other boy paused. Looking at Kaminari, then to his desk and back at Kaminari again. Probably contemplating for moment until he opened his mouth “Give me a minute”
With that he put the things from his desk away and changed into different clothes. He turned of the light and laid down next to Kaminari who immediately snuggled closer to his friend. Bakugou put his arm around him and that was the last thing Kaminari noticed when he fell asleep.
When Kaminari woke up this time it was already bright outside and he was still laying in Bakugous arms, who was still sleeping peacefully. He still felt like shit but the sight of his friend made him feel a little better. Using this opportunity he studied the blondes face closely. It looked really soft when he didn't make an angry face. Careful so he wouldn't wake the sleeping boy Kaminari lifted his hand to gently touch Bakugous cheek. Soft, just like he imagined. Lost in his thoughts he took his index finger and traced an eyebrows. When he felt the boy moving he quickly pulled his hand back.
Grinning he looked at Bakugous closed eyes, anticipating to look at those red eyes again. They slowly started to open, blinking until Bakugou returned the look. “Morning, Kacchan”
“Morning, Pikachu” tightening his grip on Kaminari he pulled him closer “You're wearing my hoodie by the way” Kaminari could hear the smile in Bakugous voice and buried his face in the others chest, feeling his cheeks heat up.