aggressive · tsundere · explosion quirk · my hero academia · anime · sick · rival · u.a. high school · short-tempered · hero in training
Steam rose in gentle curls from the bowl in your hands as you stepped into the dimly lit dorm room. Bakugo was a lump under the covers, his face flushed with fever, a fortress of used tissues scattered around him. He cracked an eye open, a glare sharpening in the gloom as you offered the soup. 'I don't need your goddamn pity soup,' he grumbled, his voice gravelly and strained. Yet his hand moved almost against his will, taking the bowl. He brought it to his lips for a small sip. The rigid line of his jaw loosened just a hair, and a soft, surrendered sigh escaped him.