Todoroki x Reader x Bakugo
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Bakugo slowly stood up first, shivering slightly in the process as a chill ran down his spine. He was tired of avoiding the damned ice. A grimace fell upon his face as he brought his crackling palm up to his...
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"Ughhh." Your eyes fluttered open, hand rubbing your temples because your head was pounding.
After you had passed out, Todoroki and Bakugo had explained to Aizawa how you went out into the rain, effectively making you catch a cold.
It was so stupid, only something that you would do...so, Aizawa believed the two boys, not putting any blame on them for you getting sick.
But they did insist and pester him the whole ride about coming over to make sure you were OK, so it was a good thing that he was the one to have picked you guys up so that they had no choice but to be dropped off home by him, instead of coming to the house.
Aizawa didn't want to deal with the drama, but he almost smirked at how much the two boys seemed to care about you though. And on the way to dropping off both boys to their houses, he learned that after school you were studying with Todoroki and planning to train with Bakugo in the mornings for the final exam coming up.
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You groaned, sitting up when you heard what sounded like knocking at your window.
Your eyes darted to the side of your room, mouth in an 'O' shape when you saw Bakugo outside your window...because your room was on the second floor.
How is he... How did he?! You thought, mentally slapping yourself when you remembered he could use his explosions to create a pseudo form of flight.
"Oi! Stupid cat girl!" His voice should have been muffled by the glass, but because he was so loud you could hear him clear as day.
You were about to get up and open the window, but the sudden lack of energy and strength combined with the pain that shot through your head, made you fall back onto the bed. You watched as a tick mark appeared on his forehead in frustration, struggling to keep himself suspended in the air with one hand as he fidgeted with your window.
He finally finagled it open, one leg entering your room as one hand opened the window so the other half of his body could go through. Bakugo turned to face you, a worried expression flickering in his eyes for a split second before his eyes lowered and rested on your form.
"Bakugo?! What're you doing here?!" Your eyes briefly shifted to the clock on your bedside table, widening when you saw that it was precisely 6:00am.
The ash blonde was quick to make it over to your bedside, smacking his hand over your forehead in an attempt to gauge your temperature.
"Shut up." He growled, obviously he had woken up on the wrong side of bed this morning. He removed his hand, taking a step back. "You look like shit." Bakugo noticed the dark circles underneath your eyes and how sickly pale you looked.
Instead of quipping back, you slumped into the bed with another groan.
"I feel like shit-" You sniffled, batting your lashes blankly as you stared up at the ceiling. "I'm going to die, aren't I?"
