After an agitated weekend thinking about what happened with Izuku, Bakugou woke up the next Monday feeling feverish and drowsy. His mother, who had never seen him ill, told him he could stay home if he wanted.
“No… I don’t want my attendance to be affected by a stupid cold, or whatever this is!” Kacchan countered, putting a mask over his face.
“Okay then… Be careful, and don’t overdo it!” his mother ordered, knowing her son all too well.
Bakugou reach the school sweating and panting heavily. It seemed that the “stupid cold” was more serious than expected. He sat at his desk and pressed his hot forehead against the cool surface. He sighed at the nice feeling.
“Kacchan…? Are you okay?” Bakugou heard from behind him. He frowned, knowing perfectly who the annoying voice belonged to.
He sprung up and turned around, “Mind your own freaking business, nerd!”
He turned back around, cursing when he heard a low, “S-sorry....”.
By the start of the afternoon, Bakugou’s situation was worse. He went back to his class after the lunch break, but as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he lost his balance and collapsed. He was caught in extremis by Deku.
“Kacchan?! Are you feeling sick?” the latter worried, hold the feverish boy against him.
Bakugou’s eyes widened when, turning his foggy eyes to side, he came face to face with his freckled rival. He shoved Deku away, losing his balance in the process. Someone came behind him and caught him.
“Woah, easy friend!” Kirishima exclaimed, surprised by the sudden encounter. “Hey, you’re like really warm dude! Maybe you should go to the infirmary?”
“N-no!” Bakugou opposed. “I’m fine! I just need to sit down.”
He tried to walk forward to his desk, but was once again having a hard time staying on his feet. This time, it was Aizawa-sensei who caught him.
“Okay… I’ll be back in a few minutes. Wait for me while I send this idiot to the old lady…” he announced after looking at Bakugou.
Aizawa came back and started his lesson. Deku couldn’t wash away his worry for his friend; he had never seen Kacchan like this, and was troubled by the fact that he might be the reason behind it…
The afternoon classes ended, and Izuku decided to visit Bakugou at the infirmary.
Bakugou laid on one of the bed in the infirmary, half asleep; he was so feverish that he couldn’t even keep his eyes opened. He heard some noise coming from the door and someone seem to step in. He first thought it was Recovery Girl, who had been watching over him the entire time, but then a male voice was audible.
“Hello...~~~ he?” Bakugou heard, turning his head to the side. He frowned at the voice.
“De...ku…?” he exhaled.
He managed to open his eyes halfway and could recognize two figures through his hazy vision.
Deku had apparently heard his feeble voice, as he hurried over to Bakugou’s side.
“Kacchan! Are you feeling better?” Deku asked in a small voice.
“Why… are you here…?”
“I-” Deku started, soon interrupted by the ringing of a phone.
“Yes?.... Okay, I’ll be there in a few!” Recovery Girl answered before hanging up. “Looks like I have to leave for some rescue mission... Can I… trust you to watch over your friend here, Izuku-kun?”
“O- Of course! I’ll stay here until your return, Recovery Girl!”
She left immediately, giving some instructions to Deku in case he needed more assistance.
An awkward silence followed when Izuku sat on the chair next to Bakugou’s bed. The latter glared at Deku, annoyed by the shifty gaze.
“If you have something to say, say it!” he yelled.
“I- I’m sorry Kacchan!!” Deku shouted, bowing forward.
“Y- You’re sick because of me, aren’t you… I’m so sorry!”
Kacchan’s eyes widened. He had forgotten about that! He gritted his teeth and averted his eyes, suddenly remembering his visit to Izuku.
“Damn right it’s your fault, shitty nerd!”
Another minute of silence arose, during which Deku could heard Kacchan’s breathing quicken. Getting worried, he bend over the bed and placed a hand on his friend’s forehead. He gasped.
“Oh no! Your fever is really high! Maybe I should call someone…”
“No! It will settle down soon, it’s because of my quirk, it makes my body heat higher than usual.” Bakugou explained.
“Are you sure…? Then can I do something to help you” Deku asked once again, keeping his hand on the forehead.
Bakugou’s eyes fluttered, the cool feeling of Deku’s palm was helping somewhat. He groaned, frustrated that the simple touch could make him feel weird.
Kacchan grabbed Deku’s wrist and lifted it a bit; he turned his head to the side. He glared at the boy who looked at him expectantly.
“You really want to help?” Bakugou inquired, his voice hoarse.
“Y- Yes of course!” Deku nodded.
“Then take it back…”
“Take your virus back, shitty nerd!” Kacchan snapped, yanking Deku towards him.
“Kac-” Izuku started, before his lips met Bakugou’s warm lips.
The ill boy groaned once more; he placed his free hand at the back of Deku’s head and pressed it closer. Izuku let out a little gasp, allowing Bakugou to sweep his tongue between his lips.
Their deep kiss lasted for at least a minute, and Katsuki noticed that he had unconsciously brought Deku under him. The two boys were panting and Bakugou felt his head spin because of the fever.
“Kac-” Deku started again.
But Kacchan wasn’t in the mood to let him speak, so he captured Deku’s lips again, greedily tasting every inch of his mouth. Bakugou bit Deku’s lower lip when the latter pushed him a little to catch his breath. He licked the blood that was drawn.
“You’re annoying, you know that?” he breathed when he saw Deku’s flushed face.
Bakugou winced when he felt a rising tension at his crotch. He dropped his face on Izuku’s shoulder and tried to fight the urge. “I must be crazy…” he whispered before losing consciousness.
“K- Kacchan? Are you okay?!” Deku worried, as he wasn’t hearing his friend anymore.
He raised his head and saw that Bakugou was sound asleep against his chest.
A tender smile appeared on Deku’s face, he was moved that Kacchan could feel comfortable enough to fall asleep like this. Izuku blushed wildly when he realized he was gently stroking Kacchan’s hair. He let his head fall back down and let a heavy sigh out.
“What is happening between us…?” Deku wondered, covering his eyes with his forearm.
He let out another sigh, and fell himself into slumber.
They only woke up 1 hour later, surprised by the sudden sound of Bakugou’s ringtone.
Both boys jumped up on the bed, almost bumping each other’s head. Their eyes widened when they realized that they had just slept together, in the same bed.
“G- Get away from me, shitty nerd!” Kacchan shouted, his cheeks were red.
He shoved Deku and bounced off the bed, he was apparently feeling much better.
They stared at each other, blushing, not really knowing what to do. Their staring contest got interrupted by the arrival of Recovery Girl.
“Oh, you are up Bakugou-kun! Good, good!” she said.
The nurse took his temperature and smiled. “Well, your fever seem to have dropped now, so you are good to go!”
Bakugou quickly grabbed his bag and rushed out of the infirmary.
“Kacchan!” Deku called.
He bowed to Recovery Girl and left too.
The sun was very low in the sky, giving it a very bright orange colour.
Izuku caught up to Bakugou and blocked his way at the gates of the school.
“W- Wait Kacchan!” Deku said desperately.
Bakugou gritted his teeth and growled, “Get out of my way, shit-head!”
“No, we… we need to talk about what happened Kacchan!” Izuku countered, blushing a little.
A furious look appeared on Bakugou’s face as he grabbed Deku by the collar of his jacket and slammed him against the fence.
“Shut up!” he yelled. “We don’t NEED to talk about shit, you hear me?! Nothing!”
SLAM! Bakugou punched the wall behind Deku, “I said shut up!”
Kacchan sprinted away, leaving Izuku alone with a very confused look on his face.
When he got home, Bakugou hurried to his room and collapsed on his bed. He buried his face against his pillow and screamed his lungs out. He swirl around after after a minute, his eyes were teary.
His eyes got attracted to a figurine that was standing on one of his shelves. It was the last gift Deku had ever given Bakugou for his birthday: a big action figure of All Might.
Kacchan squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lower lip.
“I don’t know who I am anymore…” he exhaled tiredly, before falling in Morpheus arms once more.