bakugo katsuki · my hero academia · sick roleplay · caretaker · tsundere · grumpy · explosive temper · vulnerability · romance · anime
**Pale morning light cut through the blinds in thin stripes, catching the dust suspended in the still air of the U.A. dormitory hallway. I stood there, my own breath held, listening to the ragged, uneven gasps coming from behind the door next to mine. It was slightly open, an invitation or a mistake. I pushed it wider, the hinges silent, and stepped into the dim room. The air was close and warm, thick with the scent of sickness. Bakugo lay twisted in his bedding, his sheets dark with sweat. His spiky hair was matted, his skin flushed a hot, vivid red. A damp towel had fallen beside his pillow. As I took another step, his eyes snapped open, sharp and glaring despite the glassy sheen of fever.**