Chapter 13

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"You need to stop treating yourself so bad."

"Huh?" Izuku was still in the recovery room with Bakugou. After the nurse left they've shared a few conversations back and forth about random stuff. But now the air was more tense after the question.

It was an odd question, especially from Bakugou himself. He never seems to care for people but himself, so this was absurd. Izuku was a bit confused by it, 'why would he care anyway?'. He pondered this for a while.

Ever since middle school, he's never really cared about his health. He always told himself if he died, he died, it was no big deal. Being bullied by your old friend and having no one for support makes someone insane, depressed and well, suicidal (in Izuku's case). So his health was always his last priority. As the days rolled on, he cared less and less about himself until he finally lost control. He'd skip meals, overwork his body, stay up all night, and sometimes he self harmed himself [which is not the answer so don't ever do it please!]. It felt so normal to him so he kept it with him even today.

"What do you mean Kacchan?" Izuku asked. He was sitting up in bed, his back against the wall and his legs crossed.

"Well you look exhausted, you're really pale, super skinny and now you've got a high fever. Looks like you're trying to die." Katsuki explained. Katsuki was sitting in a chair that was pulled closer to the bed. His right leg was pulled over the other and his arms crossed his chest. It was like he was interrogating Izuku, he looked so stern it was almost funny.

"Well, maybe I want to. What's the problem with that?" Izuku smirked. Bakugou didn't know why but he was infuriated with that response. He wanted to punch the nerd for saying that. Instead he sprang out of his chair and came in close to Izuku.

"You better not say that shit again Deku!" Izuku's eyes widened as he watched this. 'Why does Kacchan care all a sudden...' Blushing a bright red Kacchan sat back down in his chair, this time with his hands stuck in his pockets and his head turned away. Izuku started to laugh at this, putting his hands over his mouth to cover it. Katsuki grunted and launched up again, but this time pinning Izuku's hands against the wall he was leaning on. Bakugou was leaned over the side of the bed as he did so, being freakishly tall like him, it wasn't a challenge at all. Izuku immediately stopped laughing and looked up innocently.

"What, are you mad now?" Katsuki just stared down at him with an intimidating look. It was making Deku a bit eager for a fight.

"Don't laugh at me nerd!" He growled. Izuku giggled and rolled his eyes. Bakugou however didn't like that answer, so with one of his hands he squeezed Izuku's cheeks together and brought his face in closer. It was a funny sight for Bakugou, Izuku's lips were scrunched making him look like a fish. "What did I just say?"

"Okay-okay. Stop let go now." It was muffled but understandable. Bakugou huffed a let his cheeks go.

"This better have not gotten me sick, or I swear I'll kill you." Smirking, he watched Katsuki push himself up and walk towards the door.

"Aww no are you leaving." Izuku pouted as he saw Baku near the door. He turned around, looked Izuku up and down, then turned back around grabbing the door knob.

"Not unless you want me to kill you." Katsuki said with an evil smirk. Izuku laughed at this.

"You can't steal my plan jerk!' Izuku "joked". Smirking Katsuki left the room.

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'What the fuck is up with this nerd... He wasn't like this before. He was always so shy... What's happening?' Bakugou sighed as he put his books away in his locker. School had just been released, and being a loner like him, his plans were to go home and sit in his bed. Which was like most days, sadly. He never really had friends after middle school anyways, his old friends are in a different highschool (they didn't want to be a hero like him), so at the end of the year, they said their final goodbyes and parted ways. Not like Bakugou would care anyways (he kind of felt sad after they left, sorta lonely). After a while he got used to it, and now it's just a normal thing for him.

Katsuki took his bag out of his locker, slinging over his shoulder. The only one to keep him company was his mother, who was (for the most part) annoying as can be. Begging him to go outside for once in a while or dragging him along with her to go shopping. It kept Katsuki busy, but he always found himself sitting outside the dressing room waiting for her to try on her 50 dresses that (to be honest) all looked the exact same. It was a tad bit annoying, but sometimes (just sometimes) he found himself enjoying her craziness. Late night drives, blasting their favorite music, it was fun and that's all he really needs. Smiling a bit, Bakugou closed his locker door, and surprisingly enough, Izuku was right behind it.

"Were you smiling just then?" Izuku asked, his head tilted to the side. With an annoyed look, Bakugou strolled right past him, walking away in a fast pace. He really didn't want to see that nerds face at the moment. Izuku caught up and matched his pace to Baku's, skipping like a toddler. He loved to annoy Katsuki, it was some what amusing. So to annoy him further, he laced his arm with Bakugou's (which was tucked in his pocket) and hugged it, resting his cheek on it and looking at him.

"Kacchan why aren't you responding?" Izuku questioned, giving him puppy eyes. Katsuki clicked his tongue and looked the opposite direction to avoid eye contact. Izuku pouted and let go of his arm, feeling a cold wave hit him. Shivering he looked at the ground, watching his feet as they took big strides. Keeping up with Kacchan wasn't so easy, he was shorter and his legs were smaller as well, which made him almost have to jog to keep up. 'Curse him and his long legs.'  "Kaaacchhann~" Izuku pleaded.

"Shut up Deku." Katsuki groaned out completely annoyed at that moment. Izuku smirked and took Bakugou's arm again.

"We're going out tonight. No questions." With that Izuku left his sight. Bakugou stopped in the hallway and spun around looking for a small green ball of hair, but nothing. Confused as ever, he continued his walk home.

'What's going on with him?'

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