Hanahaki disease... a disease where a person starts blooming flowers in their lungs and coughs it up... it can lead to death if ignored. It causes great pain when coughing up the person they obsess over's favorite flower... flower... hm. Two (2) ways to get rid of it; surgery, which removes the flowers and, makes you lose any feelings for that person, no matter how much you want those feelings to exist again, it never will. The other way? The person you love would have to reciprocate those feelings with the same obsession you do. It's rare but... never off the table...
Meet our characters! Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo!! Both are third (3) years at U.A.!! These two (2) have been through history throughout their entire lives. Everyone loves a good rivals-to-lovers ship! Right? ... *Insert cricket noise* Wow... tough crowd. Anygays! How will our two (2) ass men react? Read! Cause you have eyes!! Wow! Enjoy!
Spar after spar. Hit after hit. Block after block. Midoriya smirks and dodges the blonde's signature right hook.
"Come on, Izuku! Fight me!" Bakugo yelled, setting off AP Shot to get the greenette off his feet.
"Kacchan!" Midoriya whines as he jumps up and launches himself towards the Pomeranian. After thirty (30) more minutes, they agreed on a break, Bakugo wolfing down his water from the amount of sweat he was releasing to explode. Midoriya sat back, sipping his water and rummaging through his signature yellow backpack. The green-haired boy pulls out a variety of snacks for them. Spicy chips, cheddared popcorn, Pocky, and other piquant snacks. "Here you go, Kacchan!" Midoriya smiled as he handed Bakugo the spicy chips.
"Tch... Thanks, Nerd..." Bakugo mumbled, opening the bag of spicy chips and taking a handful. The blonde glanced over at the greenette and muttered, "... You're not eating properly... are you? Tch. Oi! Pay attention!" He yelled, startling Midoriya.
"O-oh! I- uhh... I mean, the convenience store can provide- Haha..." Midoriya laughed nervously, putting his right hand on the back of his neck. "I mean, it's cheap and works wel-"
"You call that cheap shit providing well? De- Izuku, that shit isn't giving you the nutrients you need. I..." Bakugo cut off, looking away. "I could cook for you since I already cook for the dumbasses." He suggested, angerily stuffing his mouth with the chips.
"REALLY?!" Midoriya exclaimed with starry eyes. "OH MY GOD YESSSSS!!!!"
"Jeez, turn it down, 'ya gonna make me lose my hearing, more than my own fucking quirk!" The blonde-haired boy yelled, overdramatizing it by pretending to stick his pinky in his ear like he's adjusting something.
"Ah! Sorry, Kacchan! But, yeah. I would really like it if you cooked for me..." Midoriya mumbled, a bit flustered that his childhood best friend asked him that. 'We have been closer now that we've resolved most of our problems. I'm glad Kacchan suggested that idea himself! He really has grown in development!' He thought till the greenette was pulled out of his head with someone snapping in front of his face.
"Oi! Get your fucking head out of the clouds! Your muttering is fucking creepy!" Bakugo grumbled, snapping his fingers in front of Midoriya's eyes.
"O-oh! Sorry, Kacchan! Let's continue sparring!" Midoriya chirped.
"Tch, it's about 8:25 pm. I gotta get ready for bed!" Bakugo grumbled, getting up and throwing their trash in a nearby trash can. "Go to bed, Nerd. Tch. And don't eat that instant cup ramen type shit!! Get some damn real food!"
"R-Right! Good night, Kacchan!" Midoriya smiled, packing up his snacks and notebooks. The Blonde grumbled as he shoved his hands into his pockets and walked off.
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Back in his dorm, Bakugo opened his phone, adding Midoriya to the list of dumbasses that he needs to feed. The Blonde stared at Midoriya's contact just a bit longer than usual. He put down his phone at 8:36 pm. Like clockwork, he's out at exactly 8:37, down for the night.
Midoriya returns to his dorm, changing into his "sleep shirt" and some shorts. Since it's still pretty early to go to bed, most of his classmates are hanging out in the common room.
"Hey, Deku-kun! Where's Bakugo?" Uraraka chirped, peering around Midoriya.
"Oh! Well, it's about 8:37, so he's out for the night." The green-haired boy answers, pointing towards Bakugo's door, which is locked for the time being. "He suggested that he cook for me!"
"Whoa, really?! Amazing, Deku-kun! Can't believe he would ask you!" Uraraka smiled. Uraraka is basically dating Himiko Toga, so her liking for Midoriya was a first-year crush that melted pretty quickly when he admitted to his close-knit group that he liked Bakugo. After watching a movie, the rest of the class dispersed to their respective floors and rooms.
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Hanahaki Disease Tries Yet... Fails
FanfictionBakugo and Izuku are third years at UA. As much as Bakugo would like to deny it, the feeling of vulnerability is a cruel temptress. Panic attacks, flowers, and seeds.
