Being Sick, Together (Kiribaku Fanfic)

Part 1

Bakugo's POV
Bakugo entered the classroom and looked to where Kirishima's chair was. There sat his empty chair. A 'tch' sound escaped his lips and he sat down at his own seat. Bakugo was pissed. (Like always.) But this was a bit different. Kirishima hadn't come to school in a week, and it was ticking him the fuck off. He wasn't worried or anything, but his friend was going to miss a fuck ton of assignments that Bakugo would have to help him study on.
Shaking his head, he got up. "Bathroom." He said curtly.
He already knew what Aizawa was teaching about anyways, so it's not like it mattered. He then walked straight out of school and into the dorms.
"Shitty hair, open up!"
No answer. He banged on the door.
"Kirishima! Answer the fucking door!"
He heard a moan, and then the door clicked open.
There was Kirishima, normally bright, but this time he was gloomy and zombie-like.
"You look like shit." He growled.
Kirishima tried to smile, but then grabbed a bucket and hurled. He was extremely pale, and had bags under his eyes. His breath was weak.
"Is this why you haven't been at school?"
Kirishima nodded.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Kirishima gulped. "Because I sound like-" he started coughing, and Bakugo realized that his voice was worse than his appearance. Raspy and low, almost inaudible.
"Tch. Go lay down I'll make you something."
Kirishima shook his head. "You don't have to."
"No, but I'm going to. Lay down before I make you."

Kirishima's POV
He couldn't believe Bakugo was in his dorm room. Well, he was actually there quite often, but that didn't change that it was still super exciting for him. He obeyed, and laid in his bed. He closed his eyes, for just a second, (or so he thought) but when he opened them he saw soup in front of him. He smiled, and gulped it down. He could feel his stomach becoming warm and fuzzy as it began to settle.
Bakugo got behind him. "Your tense."
Kirishima nodded nervously. This wasn't manly at all, he was being so pathetic in front of his best friend.
Suddenly Bakugo's hand were on his back. He felt all of his muscles lock.
"Look, you'll never be able to sleep this off if your all tense and super awake. Your on high alert for any small sound, cuz you woke up when dropped a coin. I'm sure you don't remember that, though, because you'd dosed off right as you saw I was here."
Kirishima nodded. "I.. don't remember, your right." He forced a chuckle, taking another bite. This was nice.

Bakugo's POV
Bakugo gently worked through Kirishimas back, but he could tell that he was being too rough. Kirishima often winced. Soon enough, Kirishima was tucked in and sleeping heavily. Suddenly, Kirishima grabbed his arm. Bakugo was forced into the bed with Kirishima, from him pulling. Bakugo lay on top of the blankets, while kirishima grabbed his chest from under the blankets.
"Your going to get me sick, too, shitty hair." He growled, but laid there.
He could feel Kirishima's heart thumping really slowly against his back, in which Bakugo didn't know what to think of that.
'I gotta escape, and not wake this dumbass up.'
He wriggled, but kirishima just pulled him closer, his hot, sick breath in Bakugos ear.
'Disgusting. If he doesn't cut this out, he'll spread it. He's probably dreaming about some shit and is hugging me instead of the person he was hugging in his stupid dream.'
Eventually Bakugo gave up and fell asleep.

Deku's POV
Kacchan had disappeared out of nowhere. Midorya knew he had to find him, and tell him that Aizawa-sensei was M A D.
'Kirishimas been gone this whole week, maybe Kacchan went to see what was wrong?'
When Deku knocked on the door, it clicked open. He could feel the anxiety flooding around him.
'I can't just walk in that's crazy if Kirishima-kun doesn't kill me then Kacchan will and I can't just walk in but what if their in trouble I mean who doesn't lock the door?!'
Deku peeked inside to see both Kirishima and Bakugo... cuddling?! Kirishima was under the blankets, his skin pale and a hint of bags under his eyes, but his arms were wrapped tightly around bakugo's chest.
'Kirishima doesn't look his best... wait, he's breathing, right?!'
Deku walked up to kirishima, but once he was closer he could hear kirishima's weak breaths. Bakugo looked completely normal, but a lot more relaxed in his sleep.
"Bakugo...?"
He opened one eye. "Broccoli bastard, what the fuck are you doing here?!"

Bakugo's POV
"Well, um, you see, Kacchan, Aizawa-sensei is real mad, he wants to talk with you."
"Can't you see I'm busy with shitty hair?"
"Well yes, but.." Deku's voice trembled.
"Get out. Tell him to cool his iron weed necklace, I'll be there in a few hours."
Deku nodded and ran out of the room.
Bakugo started wriggling again, and finally got loose. Kirishima stirred, before waking up and looking at Bakugo.
"Hmmuhhummuh?" He said in a sleep-deprived voice.
"I'll be back."
Kirishima shook his head and grabbed his hand, right before Bakugo yanked his own hand, blushing slightly.
"I said I'll be back. Sleep well until then, and don't fucking die. I'll bring back some antibiotics."
And then he was out again. Bakugo left the dorms and began to cross the street to get to the school, but then he saw a light, and he turned. His eyes shrunk in fear as it felt like a huge explosion went off in his chest. He stared face-to-face with a truck.