《Growing Old》Bath
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"Alright, Thanks Mina." Izuku thanked as he ended the call and walked back into the bedroom. "Your an idiot. I hope you know that."
Bakugo turned over on his side with a scowl, wrapped up tightly in the blankets, "Like I don't already fucking know that."
"Kirishima is out sick, too." Izuku pointed out as he sat on the edge of the bed.
The red head and blonde got sick a couple days after they patrolled in the rain. Bakugo has a fever and was currently shivering under the blankets.
"Your lucky I was given the day off to take care of your sorry butt." Izuku teased.
Bakugo rolled his eyes, "Just say 'ass'." He then sighed. "I'm not distracting you from work, am I?"
"Nope." Izuku said, getting up and kissing the top of Bakugo's sweaty forehead. "Are you hungry?"
"Nope."
"Ok, well I am. So I'm going to run you a hot bath and get myself something to eat, okay?" Izuku explained, getting a nod and walking to the bathroom.
Bakugo felt like absolute shit, mentally and physically. He felt horrible because of his fever, but he also felt bad he was keeping Izuku from work. But was he going to admit that?
Of course not. Absolutely not. No way.
Izuku walked out of the bathroom, "You can get in."
The blonde groaned and rolled out of bed. He watched Izuku leave the room as he went to the bathroom, stripping and sitting in the bath. He noticed there were some bath salts and essential oils in it and relaxed. The greenette came in moments later, sitting against the wall and next to the bath, facing away from him as he ate some Katsudon.
"Why are you facing away from me?" Bakugo asked.
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"Cause your naked." Izuku said in an obvious tone.
Bakugo deadpanned, "Nerd, we've literally had sex multiple times."
"Well don't say it like that." Izuku whined as he turned to face the blonde. "It sounds bad."
The blonde leaned against the edge of the tub and looked at the other hero. Izuku took a bite of his food, glancing up with a confused expression.
He quirked an eyebrow up at him, "What?"
"We haven't done it in a while." Bakugo pointed out.
"Done wha-" Izuku was about to ask before blushing madly. "Kacchan, lets not get on that topic."
Bakugo whined, turning to face away from the greenette.
Izuku sighed, shifting so he could turn Bakugo's head towards him, "You big baby."
"Excuse me?" Bakugo whipped his head around, only to slam it against Izuku's.
The greenette fell back with a yelp, the blonde grabbing onto his own head and groaning. The two looked at each other and smiled with sighs.
Izuku sat back up, rubbing his hand on Bakugo's head, "I'm sorry."
"It's whatever." Bakugo grunted. "Can I have some of your Katsudon?" Izuku nodded handing him the bowl. "No. Your feeding me after slamming your head against mine."
"It was an accident." Izuku made apparent as he fed Bakugo a bite. "And your acting like a child."
"Am not." Bakugo said with a mouth full of food.
Izuku rolled his eyes with a smile, handing him the bowl and giving him a quick kiss on his forehead, "I'm going out to get you medicine. Love you."
"Love you too." Bakugo sighed out.
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