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Izuku woke up with a headache. He was sweaty, but also cold at the same time.
Fuck.
He lazily opened his eyes, but then groaned and quickly shut his eyes again when the light from outside his window met his eyes. He brought a hand up to rub at his tired eyes.
Yeah, fuck was defiantly the right word...
Izuku sat up in bed and squinted his eyes.
If he were to take a wild guess, he'd say that he was sick. But was that going to stop him from getting out of bed and going to school? Absolutely not. He was already far enough behind from everyone else, he couldn't miss any school. He was just a little sick! It isn't that bad, -the pounding of his head protested that thought, but he ignored it- he was fine.
With that thought he slowly made his way out of bed and headed over to the bathroom to make himself look presentable. Izuku looked at himself in the mirror once he made it to the bathroom and he was met with his reflection, his sweaty, zombie looking, reflection.
He just sighed.
Izuku tired his best to make himself look as 'normal' as possible. He still looked like a walking corpse though. He slumped down onto the toilet and held his head in his hands.
It'll be okay. He tried to lie to himself.
He could just ignore the fact he was sick, he had to.
If he didn't then Aizawa-sensei would send him back to the dorms and there was no way Izuku would let that happen. He still needed to catch up to the rest of his class...
Now is not the time to be thinking like that. He needed to get into his uniform and head to the common room for breakfast.
Izuku went to stand up from the toilet, but his stomach protested out of no where and he put a hand over his mouth before kneeling on the cold floor tiles of his bathroom and he turned to the toilet and opened it as quickly as he could.
Long story short, Izuku had a 'fun' throw up section in his bathroom.
After that whole thing he slunk to the floor for a second before pushing himself up and flushing the puke-filled toilet. Gross.
He had to remember his task, ignore it and get ready for school.
Izuku stood up fully and washed his hands as well as wipe his mouth.
He looked at himself in the mirror for a moment before turning out the water and cupping it in his hands. He brought his head down and brought the water up, splashing his face with it. He splashed himself a couple more times before rubbing at the under of his eyes. Man, he was so tired.. he just wanted to go back to bed.. No! He couldn't. He had to get ready.
Izuku dried off his face with a towel and exited the bathroom sluggishly.
Getting his uniform on took longer than he would've wanted, but not too slow that he would be late for school, luckily.
Eventually, he was finally ready, and he exited his dorm room and walked down the hall to the elevator. normally he would use the stairs, but he was just too tired. He pressed the button and sighed as he waited for it to get to his floor. The elevator dinged and he walked inside, pressing the ground floor button. The doors closed and he took a deep breath. Considering he was a low floor, it didn't take too long and he put on a fake smile as the elevator doors opened to reveal the common room and his classmates eating breakfast.
"Mido! Hey!-" Kirishima yelled over to him, grinning, Izuku winced at the loud noise, but quickly hid it. "Woah! Dude, are you feeling alright? You're really pale!"
Izuku's eyes widened, he didn't think it was that obvious that he was sick. He needed an excuse! "Oh! Uh., I'm fine, really!" Izuku put on his best smile. "I just didn't sleep that well last night, that's all, I promise! I'm fine!" His excuse seemed to calm the red haired boy and the rest of his classmates who had been listening in on their conversation. He still decided it best to deflect and change subject though, "Anyways! What's for breakfast? It smells quite nice!"
"I made some American style pancakes!" Kaminari excitedly called from the kitchen.
"Kaminari?" Izuku was now confused. "I thought you were banned from the kitchen?"
"Oh!" The blond grinned. "My ban was revoked because of my awesome breakfast making skills!"
Izuku raised an eyebrow.
"You can only make pancakes!" Mina called from the table, where she was eating a fluffy looking pancake. "You are banned from all else other than pancakes! And that is only because Kiri's moms taught you how to make them and you make them better than Kiri!"
"Hey!" Kirishima squawked. "I make my momma's pancakes way better than Kami does! It's my own mothers recipe!"
"Just because it's your mom's recipe doesn't mean you make them well!" Mina yelled back before stuffing her face with a pancake.
"That's just mean!" The redhead crossed his arms.
Izuku's head hurt so bad from all the yelling, but he ignored it and pretended he wasn't in pain. "I bet your pancakes are very tasty Kirishima." Izuku smiled. "But I am hungry so I'm gonna go eat Kaminari's pancakes..."
"Thank you for believing in my pancake making ability Mido-" Kirishima was cut off by Kaminari exited talking to Izuku about the pancakes and him coming around from behind the counter to hand Izuku a plate with a pancake on it.
"Thank you Kaminari!" Izuku smiled to him.
"You got it Mido!" The blond smiled back. "Enjoy your pancake!"
Izuku eventually got to sitting down next to Uraraka, Iida, and Todoroki and he looked down to his plate of food.
It looked so good. He wanted to eat it, but as he thought about the food and he thought about cutting it up and eating it, his stomach seemed to yell at him. He hadn't even taken a bite, but the thought of eating the food caused his stomach to hurt. It really looked so tasty. He bet it tasted really good, but he couldn't eat it. He just couldn't.
"Aren't you going to eat, Deku?" Uraraka asked him as she looked over his un-touched plate of pancakes.
Izuku's stomach yelled at him to say no, but he ignored it and put up what he hoped didn't look like a fake smile. "Yeah!" He told he with fake enthusiasm. "I'll just cut it up...!"
Uraraka smiled at him and he hesitantly began to cut up his food. He took as much time as he possibly could to cut, but eventually, it was fully cut and he had to eat the pancakes. He slowly picked up a piece and carefully brought it to his mouth. It tasted good, but he couldn't swallow it. It was such a light, fuffy pancake, but he just couldn't. But he had to swallow it or else they would know something is wrong.. He swallowed it.
It felt like acid as it slid down his throat and into his stomach.
Izuku pushed through it and he finished the whole plate.
And he needed to throw up...
He quickly put his dishes away and he told his classmates that he would meet them in class. They didn't question it and he waved goodbye as his friends walked together out of the dorms and toward UA.
As soon as he was sure no one was watching, he sprinted to the bathroom, hand over his mouth. He ran into the bathroom and walked into the first stall before throwing up his whole breakfast. He felt bad for wasting such good pancakes... and Kaminari seemed so proud of them too..
He finished puking and he sat parallel to the toilet.
His head was spinning.
Maybe from throwing up so much? He probably could use some water..
He'll go grab some.., in a minute. Izuku doesn't think he could get up right now.
His vision blurred a bit.
Huh..?
That's weird...
His head felt so heavy, he can't hold it up that well.
Izuku switched from his sitting position into laying.
Yeah.., that's better...
His vision darkened and he could barely think anymore.
Maybe he couldn't ignore this sickness...