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Day in, day out.
Ice seeps into my bones. My eyes burn. Stomach hurts, I’m seeing back spots, maybe I should have eaten breakfast with Ashido and the group.
Fuck. I need water.
Chewing on my knuckle, iron floods my mouth. My knuckles bleeding again.
I take out one of the bandaids Mina got me, hello kitty ones.
I yawn.
Why am I here?
When’s Umma coming back from that business trip..? June.. I jolt, someone’s poking my back. Would Mina quit? Damn.
“Psst! He is taking us outside to train again, come on!” She squeaks. Why is she always so bubbly.. I stand, walking to the lockers, Mina follows, talking about random crap. I drink my water.
“Where are my eyedrops Ashido?..” I croak, my throats so dry.. lips chapped. I’m gonna ask Aizawa sensei for a week of absence.. “Right here!” She tosses it to me, it hits my face. Mina squeaks at my glare as Ochaco giggles. “Mina! Maybe hand it to her? She’s been so tired looking. Hey Okkotsu, you should go to Recovery girl.”
“I told you to call me (Y/N). But sure.” I mumble as I bend down to pick it up.
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“Aizawa Sensei, may I have the rest of the week off?..” I stare at the floor, he’s always been scary to me.. he clears his throat. “Yes problem child, just finish all of your schoolwork for other classes so your not super far behind. Visit your other teachers for class work.” I bow my head and leave for the classes.
Everything goes dark.
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Beep.. Beep.. Beep…
My eyes flutter open, then shut quickly. Why the fuck are the lights so bright?! I cover my eyes, groaning.
God my head hurts.
“Problem child. How’s your head?” He sits up as recovery girl leaves to get (Y/N) food
“Umm.. did I faint?” He sighs and nods
“Why didn’t you eat, no, why haven’t you been eating?” He murmurs, a deep, sad look over coming his face.
gulping, you stare up at him with wide eyes, a lump in forming in your throat, eyes starting to burn.
“I.. wasn’t hungry..?”
Aizawa sighs. “Are you ASKING me, or telling me, problem child?”
I look away, suddenly the the IV drip is really cool.
He grumbles “really? You decided it was a good idea to starve yourself, yet you can’t tell me why? I’m worried about you L/N. What am I gonna do? Do you plan on doing this when you become a hero? Passing out on the field? I—“
Recovery Girl cuts him off. “Aizawa, I know your worried but your boarding on yelling. Go take a walk. Some of the students are waiting to speak with her.”
Aizawa sighs, rubbing his face and disappearing down the hall. Mina practically runs in
“N/N!! Are you okay?? We missed you so much oh my—“
“Would you shut up?! She’s trying to rest!” Bakugou yells glaring at Mina
“Bakubro, calm down!” Kirishima walks over with a small bouquet of pink roses and babies breath.
“Thank you Kiri..” I yawn, covering my mouth. I’m so hungry..
“I brought strawberries with chocolate Y/N!” Denki shoves them in my lap
“Thanks Denki..”
°+•time skip+•°
Finally out of the hospital, sitting in your room staring at the ceiling.
“Hmm..”
You grab your phone scrolling on line, then sighing. Standing up, pulling on a shirt and socks. So damn cold.
Buzz..
The phones ringing.
Katsuki?.. the hell??
“Bakugo?”
He clears his throat, shuffling
“Go to breakfast with me.”
His voice is gruff, it sounds like a demand, but it’s really a question, he needs to learn how to be nice
“Wha… what? Bakugo I just woke up”
He grumbles, then the phone rustles
Kirishima’s cherry voice fills the space
“Hi! Did you wanna come? It’ll be me and Bakubro, that alright?”
You think, looking at your reflection “I needa shower, and.. need to get dressed, can ya’ll wait in my living room?”
“Oh! Alright, will head over, the key still in the flower pot?”
“Yeah, it is, give bakugo a hug from me?”
Kirishima laugh “okay, bubble!”
You hang up and stretch. How would you ever date them? You couldn’t pick one over the other. Whatever, they don’t like you.
You shower, scrubbing your skin red raw, after you brush your teeth you walk to the bathroom to get water from your fridge and yelp, running into a chest.
“Idiot.” Bakugo scoffs “are you planning on taking any longer? Do I have to pick out your outfit again? You know what? Move.”
“Bakugo don’t be mean! Hi, Bubble, want me to do your hair?”
You look up. You like him playing with your hair, it makes you calm, no worries. You nod and he guides you to your vanity as Bakugo rummages through your closet, mumbling something about the mall.
Later, shifting your scarf up to cover your nose, Kirishima has his arm around your shoulders as Bakugo guides you and Kirishima into a store
“Why are we here, Bakugo?”
He huffs “getting you better clothes. Your like, emo right?”
“Uhh.. i guess…”
He picks out some black shirts, baggy jeans, the works.
“You like putting the spikes in them, yeah?”
You nod, glancing at Kirishima “when did he start caring about others?..” you mumble to him, making him snort.
“HEY quit talking shit!”
She rests her head on Kirishima’s shoulder, yawning he pokes her, “How come you’re still tired, Bubble?”
“No reasons..” Bakugou looks at her, pursing his lips. “Oi, go change. I’ll buy this shit.” She blinks
“huh?”
Bakugou puts the clothes in your hands and pushes you to a changing room.
You hold up a crop top “Bakugou, i don't think-“ he opens the door with a huff, giving her an off the shoulder with shirt, snatching the original shirt. “You’re so rude, Bakugou.”
He huffs “Katsuki.” She blinks in confusion “call me Katsuki dumbass!”
“Uh.. uh um, o-okay.” You blush, biting you lip. He closes the door and stands guard as Kirishima flirts with him..
You put on the baggy jeans he got. They fit well, not tight around the waist and they look good on your legs. Then you grab the white off the shoulder shirt, pulling it on.
“I always forget your in fashion Katsuki..”