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Katsuki Bakugou does not feel good.
It started out in the morning, Bakugou woke up with a sore throat. Of course, this made him angry, he couldn’t scream swears at everyone. Then over the course of the day, Bakugou just began to feel worse, and worse, until he’s sneezing aggressively every five minutes.
Shotou Todoroki is concerned. While usually quiet and calculating, visible worry drifts over his face. Bakugou is curled up on one of the couches, blanket wrapped around his shivering form. He snaps at anyone that tries to talk to him, which should deter Todoroki, but it doesn’t. Todoroki finds himself drifting over to the shaky boy, kneeling down next to him.
“Bakugou?” Todoroki mumbles, and Bakugou’s red-rimmed eyes look back at him. “What, icy-hot?” Bakugou snarls, though it lacks his usual bite. Todoroki tilts his head, looking over Bakugou’s clammy face. “Are you cold? I can make you some tea.” Bakugou scoffs, rolling his eyes as sarcasm laces his tone. “Oh, yes. Please make me some stupid tea.” His tone is sharp, and it’s meant to come off rude. Todoroki takes it very seriously. He’s quick to stand up, heading into the kitchenette.
Todoroki skips the normal heating process, instead boiling the water with a press of his hand. Todoroki grabs a teabag, honey, and a bit of sugar. Todoroki assembles the ingredients into a mug, carefully pouring steaming water over it. Todoroki grabs the mug, stirring it and walking back over to Bakugou. Bakugou, whose face glares up at him. “Careful, it’s hot.” Todoroki warns gently, handing Bakugou the warm mug.
Bakugou doesn’t listen, he’s not a baby. He’s quick to pull away from the mug, tongue stuck out and burning. “Ow! Shit!” Bakugou’s loud voice aches through his throat, causing even more pain. Todoroki frowns, taking the mug away from Bakugou. “I said careful, here.” Todoroki lightly blows a bit of cold air over the steamy liquid, successfully cooling it off. Todoroki holds the mug to Bakugou’s lips, helping him sip at the cooled off tea.
Bakugou sniffs, wiping his mouth clean. “Mm.. thanks.” He mumbles in a small voice, pulling the blanket tighter around himself. Todoroki sets the mug down on the coffee table, sitting himself down next to Bakugou. Todoroki scoots a bit closer, wrapping his arms around him. Bakugou is quick to protest, but he doesn’t move away. Todoroki gently pulls Bakugou into his lap, warming him up.
Bakugou wants to push away, but he relaxes into Todoroki’s warm hold. Todoroki smiles gently, rocking Bakugou back and forth. “Good, little spark.” Todoroki holds Bakugou close, kissing the top of his head. The blonde grips onto Todoroki’s shirt, laying his head down onto his shoulder. “Warm.” Bakugou coos, nuzzling Todoroki’s neck. Todoroki is a nice, soft heater for Bakugou, who feels much too cold and clammy. “Yes, I’m very warm right now. You’re so cuddly, little spark.” Todoroki presses a kiss to Bakugou’s forehead, keeping a hand on the back of his head. Bakugou speaks up shyly. “Was cold, but you’re warm. All fuzzy inside.” Bakugou holds a hand over his chest, yawning.
Todoroki pulls the blanket further around Bakugou, tucking it in. “Would you like a nap?” The little one is quick to shake his head, fidgeting with his hands. “No, jus’ wanna lay here.” Bakugou sucks on his bottom lip, he looks quite bored. Todoroki looks up to the TV. “Would you like a movie?” Todoroki leans over to grab the remote, clicking the TV on. Bakugou nods, bangs falling into his eyes. “Yes! Wanna watch.. um, Frozen. Like you!” Todoroki chuckles at that, sifting through programs before he finds Frozen, starting it up. “I’m Frozen, huh?” Bakugou nods insistently, turning his head to watch the movie.
“Usually cold, but right now you’re warm.” Todoroki runs a hand over Bakugou’s back, rocking him softly. It’s only a matter of time before the now warmed boy falls asleep in Todoroki’s lap. Todoroki kisses his head, humming softly. “My sweet sparky.”