Heyy hey!! Can you please write a izuku x sick reader with writing prompt 5. Thx so much!!
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#5. "I'm going to take care of you, okay?"
there was only one thought stuck in your head at the moment.
this fucking blows.
currently, you were wrapped in your sheets as you battled the aftermath of overexerting your quirk. according to recovery girl, you were supposed to be treating this as if you were sick. and honestly, you felt like it; fever of 101, dizziness and nausea that made even water hard to get down.
part of it was your fault, you had blown past your limit during a training mission. class 1a was supposed to be escaping the villains (1b) territory which in this case was a city (ground beta). for 1b, it was supposed to emulate villains on the run through a city. 1a's goal was to make it to the city limits without being caught, 1b's goal was to capture the runaways. simply enough, yeah? but it wasn't just any training mission. you had been partnered with your boyfriend. you wanted to impress him, show him all the progress you had made and show off a little too. sure, you wouldn't deny that that part was your fault.
what wasn't your fault was that you were going against class 1b and those fuckers didn't hold back whatsoever. everything had been going well until about 3/4 of the way through. you knew you had past your max, but if aizawa had taught you anything, it was that the only way to improve is to push you max to increase how much you could handle. even though it hurt, it was manageable. a couple pauses to catch your breath. a slight shake in your arms and a headache that was starting, but overall easily ignorable. that was, until one of those fuckos decided to do a surprise attack and aim for izuku's blind spot. you didn't mean to, but your quirk had a mind of its own. before you even registered what you did, your quirk had sent the opponent flying.
and you immediately felt the backlash.
your vision got spotty and your knees buckled underneath you as you hit the ground. let's just say izuku was more than concerned for you. he reached for you to help you up and the touch of your skin was all it took for him to know exactly what was happening.
"you're past your limit y/n" he whispered concernedly into your ear as he helped you to your feet. he did a quick scan of your surroundings before diverting his attention back to you, "we need to go, there's no way his partner isn't close by." almost as if on que, you heard the echoes of his partners footsteps pounding through the alleyways of the "city".
a slight panic triggered in you as you turned towards your boyfriend and nodded, grabbing his hand, "hurry." if you both were right about where in the city you were, you just needed to take a couple turns to end up on the main road and then it was a straight shot to the finish line. you went to take a step to start your sprint but izuku grabbed your other arm.
"are you sure you can run that far? i can carry you-" he shook his head as if denouncing the statement "i'm too heavy" before it could even leave your lips.
"i'm fine deku, i promise" you shook your head, "now come on, we don't have time to debate this. run!" his hand let go of your arm as you sprinted hand-in-hand into the alleyway. turn after turn, you tried your best to ignore the pain that was increasing in your joints and the headache that was starting to feel a lot more like a migraine. by the time you got to the main road, you were really regretting not taking him up on his carrying offer, but you'd be damned to ask for that now when you knew how close you were to making it on your own.
when you finally crossed the city limit lines, you heard the announcer yell out "class 1a team wins!" but neither you or izuku could celebrate your victory. not with the way you practically crumbled onto the concrete. izuku didn't even think twice before scooping you into his arms and running you all the way to recovery girl himself. that's how you found yourself laying on recovery girls table before she lectured you on not following in your boyfriend's footsteps in taking shit care of yourself. well... maybe not those words exactly. but it was close enough to that that it didn't feel like too much of an exaggeration. but anyways, she sent you back to the dorms with the instructions to say in bed, hydrate and more or less treat it like a flu or cold. nothing that proper rest couldn't fix. 3-5 days was her exact recommendation. 3 before heading back to class and 5 before jumping back into hero training.
so there you were, sprawled out on your bed desperate to cool off while your insides felt like they were boiling and a nauseating feeling that moving anymore would have you spilling your guts into the trashcan by the side of your bed. there was a soft knock at your door before you heard the lock 'click' and the sight of a fluffy green haired boy peek his head in. "are you decent?"
you chuckled softly, "a little late to ask that with your head already in the door, don't ya think?"
he smiled softly before opening the door and stepping in, "good to know you didn't lose your spunk."
"who even says that?" you looked at him confused before laughing again. his eyes sparkled in the hallway light before he shut the door and locked it again.
"i do as long as it makes you smile," he hummed and looked towards the balcony, "think maybe sitting out there is gonna help you cool off? or at least opening the door to let in a breeze?"
"maybe," you groaned, " but honestly, i think if i move much more i'll die."
he huffed at your dramatics before sliding the door open. a chilling breeze blew in within seconds and onto your skin. it hurt at first. it felt also like ice against your skin. but even though the pain, you knew you needed to cool down. much hotter and you'd be sent to the hospital and the last thing you needed way a hospital visit because you decided to overuse your quirk.
izuku sat in your desk chair, watching you breathe as the breeze pulled at the sheet that was loosely draped over your chest to reveal his shirt. the first one he ever gave you, easily two sized too big and rested around your midthigh when you stood. the pattern was faded and the seams were starting to split on the one sleeve. out of all the ways he's seen you, dressed up or in your hero costume, in jeans and a tee shirt or even nothing at all, he couldn't deny his favorite was probably seeing you wrapping in his clothes. not because you weren't perfect in whatever you decided to wear, but because he felt special knowing that the reason you loved wearing his clothes was because of him. that they made you feel safe. that the scent of him alone was enough to put your worries to ease and comfort you from the demons you didn't even tell him existed.
after a few minutes, you turned to him, "if i had known you were stopping by i would have put on some perfume."
he cracked a smile and laughed before shaking his head, "i sent you a text but you never answered. figured you might have fallen asleep but i still wanted to check. make sure you had water and a snack, didn't have any candles or something still going, didn't have the door left open." he nodded towards the balcony door. he paused and turned back towards you, "feelin' any better?"
you sighed and sat up slowly, "a bit." you rubbed your face as you got your legs off the bed, "my insides don't feel like they're boiling anymore." he nodded softly, "just on a low simmer."
he chuckled again, "yea well, maybe let's put some water in you and see if that helps drop it even more."
you shook your head softly, "you dont have to take care of me, okay?"
"i want to though," he shook his head.
"izuku-" you started before he cut you off.
"no," he stood up, "no, you don't get to 'izuku' me right now. you're sick. and it's my fault because you had to save me and now you feel like absolute crap and theres nothing i can do to fix that, but i can help. i can help you get better. so please... please." his gaze was stubborn and you knew that no matter how much you argued with him, he would still find a way to get his way.
"fine," you rolled your eyes and ran your fingers through your hair.
"fine?"
"fine."
"alright then," he looked pleased with himself as he grabbed your water bottle off your desk and handed it to you. you looked up at him through your lashes before opening the bottle and drinking about halfway. you sighed and laid back on the bed as izuku stood and walked softly towards you. he turned and sat next to you on the bed before laying down and aligning his face with yours. you both gazed at each other for a moment before he brushed a stray hair from your face, his eyes tracing over your features as your eyes fluttered shut. "come on," he mumbled quietly, "i'll close the door and we can get cozy together, yeah?"
you sighed quietly, "yea... but you have class in the morning. wouldn't you rather-"
"i'm right where i want to be," he hushed you, amused that you think he would rather be anywhere else then in your arms. he stood up and closed the door as you rumbled around in bed, moving the sheets and blankets to make room for him as you got closer to the wall. he closed the balcony curtains shut before pulling back the covers and laying down, adjusting so you could lay your head against his chest. once you did, his fingers delicately ran across your scalp, down your neck and started drawing little patterns on the top of your back. there was a comforting silence, only filled by the sound of your breaths and his heartbeat.
"i'm gonna take care of you, okay?"
"i know, i know,"
"no, i mean..." he paused, "forever. you're not... you're not just a temporary thing for me... you're it, okay? for the rest of forever. i'm gonna be here. i'm always gonna be here to take care of you. i'm not going anywhere, i swear."
"don't make promises you can't keep," you muttered quietly against his chest before he paused and lifted your chin.
"i'm not. i promise, on everything i am, have and will ever be, i'm not going anywhere."
your lip quivered softly as you gazed into him eyes and saw nothing but certainty. he believed with his entire soul that you were destined for each other. that the fates themselves had made you for him and he for you. and he was more than positive that if anyone could see the little red stringers on the end of your fingers, the only person it would be tied to is each other. regardless of whatever happened in your futures, no matter the sickness or despair, he would never leave you to battle it alone.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Tsukauchi Naomasa & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku & Past One For All Users
Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Past One For All Users (My Hero Academia), Sensei | All For One Mentioned
Additional Tags: Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi, Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Izuku's Parent, DFO reveal, dadmight, Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
Maybe his mother had invited some relatives over? No, Midoriya had once told him that he didn’t have any other relatives, that it was just him and his mother.
Perhaps the family in question was just his mother! Yes! Midoriya was always going to go see her and she worried when he was late. It was a perfectly reasonable explanation.
And yet, when Toshinori closed his eyes, he remembered Midoriya had said something about talking to him. That meant there had to be another mystery relative Midoriya was talking about.
The blood drained from his face as he unwillingly made the connection, the cup of tea Midoriya had so lovingly prepared for him, shattering to the floor.
Midoriya was going to go see his father.
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