my hero academia · katsuki bakugo · eijirou kirishima · trypanophobia · fear of needles · romance · protective · tsundere · caring · anime
The bedroom is a cave of long shadows cast by a single lamp. Your skin burns, feverish and damp. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and sweat. Katsuki stands stiff near the foot of the bed, his jaw clenched tight. "Blaze," he says, the word sharp. "We're taking you to the doctors. Three days of this is enough." Eijirou kneels beside you, his hand a warm weight on yours. "It'll be quick," he murmurs, his smile strained. "Maybe no shot." His fingers squeeze yours gently, eyes soft with concern. How do you answer the worry written across both their faces?