Monday Night
(No one's point of view)

"AHHHH!" A scream suddenly bursted in the night. Bakugou's eyes shot open from the sound and felt a shiver run up his spine from the sudden drop of temperature. Was he hearing things or, "AHHHHH," another scream sounded. That's sounded like it was coming from... Todoroki's room. What the actual fuck.

The angry Pomerania toss the blankets off of himself and put on a tank top. He stomped towards the room next door, and when he saw the door he was taken aback as his eyes widened. It was frozen solid.

"OI, ICYHOT!" Bakugou yelled and slammed on the door. "You're freezing the godamn place!"

Nothing

"ICYHOT!" he yelled and kept pounding.

Nothing

"That's it," Bakugou growled and blew the door down. He was surprised by what he saw. The entire room was covered in ice and was even colder making him shiver. Todoroki was tossing his head back in forth thrashing in bed with frost covering his face.

"NO, D-DON'T HURT HIM!" he suddenly yelled and banged his arm on the corner of his night stand creating a gash on his arm. Blood instantly started streaming from the wound.

"Icyhot, wake up!" Bakugou yelled and shook Todoroki to wake him up, but Todoroki only kept screaming.

"STOP! NO! IT'S MY FAULT! IT'S MY FAULT STOP! PLEASE!" Todoroki yelled as tears started streaming down his face.

"Fuck Icyhot WAKE UP," Bakugou yelled getting on the bed and straddled Todoroki's waist pinning his arms down to stop him from hurting himself. He slightly blushed seeing that Todoroki wasn't wearing a shirt to sleep and was faced with a chiseled chest. What caught his eye were the bandages on his shoulder and torso. Both places that could easily be hidden under normal clothes.

"NO! STOP!"

Bakugou suddenly felt the room start to heat up, and jolted off the bed as the heat got too intense where Todoroki was. "Fuck," Bakugou yelled as the heat almost burned him.

Todoroki's flames flickered out as he began drowning in sweat. His hair matted against his head and kept gasping for breath. Whimpers were coming from his mouth as his hands clutched the bed sheets.

Bakugou was so confused. IS NO ONE ELSE HEARING THIS!

The temp suddenly dropped down and it was freezing. Bakugou got up and tried to wake him up again before his flames would flicker out.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP TODOROKI!" Bakugou yelled and shook the screaming boy.

"NO! STOP!"

"FINE! We'll just do this the hard way," Bakugou muttered and grabbed the water that was on the nightstand. Next to them were painkillers and burn ointments which concerned him, and poured the water on his face.

"NO!" Todoroki screamed as he bolted up. His breaths were uneven gasps as he tried to comprehend what just happened.

"What the fuck happened?" Bakugou asked in his usual rugged voice.

"I-I'm at school?" Todoroki asked to himself looking in his dorm room completely ignoring Bakugou. "I'm at school," he said again under his breath reassuring himself.

"No shit dumbass, now answer my question," Bakugou order. Todoroki slightly flinched finally noticing the older boy.

"It was nothing just a nightmare," Todoroki responded getting out of bed.

"It was nothing my ass. You froze the entire room, then heated up, you were screaming like someone was about to kill you, and you banged your arm against the night stand!"

Todoroki froze for a second and turned towards Bakugou. "Fuck, I was screaming." Todoroki said and looked at his arm, and saw that Bakugou was right about his arm.

"That's what I just said Icyhot," Bakugou growled. "What were you even dreaming about?"

The dual colored hair teen said nothing while freezing the wound. "I-It's not y-your c-concern," Todoroki stuttered as the events of the weekend came crashing back and suddenly dropped to his knees with one hand on the ground.

"The fuck," Bakugou said and knelt down next to him with a hand placed on his bare shoulder.

Bakugou quickly removed his hand and clutched it to his chest. Todoroki's skin was burning hot and his hand singed from the touch.

"Shit! You're burning up!" Bakugou yelled as his hand stung with pain.

"W-What a-are y-y-you talking a-about. I-I'm freezing c-cold," Todoroki's stuttered with his eyes shut tightly. His entire body was shaking, and Bakugou noticed the way he tried to stop it, only to strain himself further.

Bakugou then noticed bruise marks on his back. They were huge spots of purple and black all over. "Let's go," Bakugou suddenly spoke and wrapped his arm under Todoroki's opposite arm ignoring the heat, and helped him up, and pulled Todoroki's free arm around his neck. Todoroki yelped at the sudden movement. Pain soon blossomed all over his body.

"You alright," Bakugou asked in his rugged voice the two only inches apart. Todoroki's eyes gaze over to Bakugou, and could of sworn he saw a tint of pink find its way across his cheeks.

"Y-yeah," Todoroki responded a bit raspy from screaming from the night terror. "C-Can you h-help m-me t-t-to m-my b-bed?" Todoroki asked.

Bakugou nodded his head and led the younger teen to the bed. Todoroki clutched onto Bakugou tightly for the support he desperately needed. He sat down and it ached his back.

"What happened?" Bakugou asked eyeing his severely bruised chest, but came off more like a statement.

"Intense t-training," Todoroki lied and placed a hand over his chest. Bakugou didn't believe him eyeing the pills, but didn't push him further knowing that he wasn't going to tell him. "Now c-could y-you p-p-please h-hand m-me my b-black h-h-hoodie?" Todoroki asked noticing that he was still shirtless.

Bakugou scoffed before reluctantly walking towards his closet. He pulled out a black hoodie that said Todoroki on the back in white print and threw it for the other teen to catch.

Todoroki caught it and quickly pulled it over his head. He gritted his teeth to stop himself from hissing in pain. Once Todoroki pulled his hoodie down Bakugou suddenly walked towards him and picked him up bridal style trying his best not to hurt his bruises. Todoroki instinctively wrap his arms around his neck from the sudden movement. It bothered Bakugou how light Todoroki was. He was pretty tall and extremely toned, so why is he so light? Then he started to notice how thin he was.

"W-What a-are you d-doing, B-b-Bakugou?" Todoroki asked shivering violently, and buried his head into Bakugou's warm chest.

"You'll see," he responded and started walking towards the door, but first grabbed a blanket and threw it over his shoulder. He opened the door and peeked to make sure no one was around.

Bakugou looked down to see Todoroki and saw that he started breathing heavy, and had his eyes shut tightly with tears streaming down his face. The Pomerania's arms suddenly started freezing. The blond felt Todoroki's forehead and it was ice cold. Todoroki flinched by the touch but soon relaxed back against his chest. Bakugou then made it to the living room. He placed Todoroki on the couch, and Todoroki hissed in pain from his bruises. "Sorry," Bakugou muttered and placed the blanket over his freezing body and wiped his tears away. Todoroki's breathing was still heavy and more tears began streaming down. He felt so hot like he was being burned alive in the inside.

The blond then went to the kitchen and began cooking. He grabbed a pot and started pulling out all the ingredients he needed. Then he grabbed a rag and rinsed it in cold water. He walked back to the living room and felt Todoroki's forehead, and he was burning up again. At least he matched how he was feeling in the inside. Bakugou sighed and placed the cloth on Todoroki's forehead. The dual colored hair teen whimpered at the sudden contact with the cold rag.

>Bakugou's point of view<

Why am I doing this. He's my rival, my enemy, my lo... opponent. He's just the same bastard that just happens to be sick. I'm just helping him so he can be at his best so I can destroy him. Right?

"I'll stop you. (pant) You don't control me(pant), I'll be a hero(pant)."

Now what is that icyhot bastard muttering.

"I won't (pant) be like (pant) you."

I should probably check on him. I lowered the soup to low and put the lid on top of the pot. I walk back to the living room to see him sweating and slightly red to the face. I wipe the tears that were streaming his face and take the now warm rag from his head. I move his bangs off his face. Man, he can't even relax in his sleep. His eyebrows were knitted and his face would twitch every once in awhile.

I look at his scar. How did he get it? I couldn't help but slowly trace it, and he flinched from my touch. Every time I touch him that seems to be his first reaction. I don't remember him being this sensitive to being touched, or maybe it was because I never bother to interact with him other than to one on one him.

"To...ya," he suddenly breathed out. His eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing sounded labored.

Toya? Who the hell is that. "Don't... go..." he breathed out again.

Might as well be useful. I stand up and head to the kitchen again with the rag in hand. I stir the soup once again and pour it into a bowl, and I rinse the rag in cold water once again. I pick up the bowl and walk it over to the living room and set it on the coffee table. Thank All Might that he isn't having another extreme night terror. I gently rub his face with the cold rag and he moans in response. I set the rag in the table and gently shake him awake.

"No Fuyumi. I'm fine," he muttered and turned his back towards me. "Who the hell is Fuyumi?" I say sounding offended. Todoroki bolted up and saw that it was me.

"Oh right. Not at home," he said, but I couldn't tell if he was relived or upset by it. He suddenly eyed the bowl on the table.

"It's for you dumbass," I tell him.

"I'm not hungry," he responds and sits up. I can tell that even doing that little task was escrutionating for him.

"Did I ask," I retort and cross my arms. "If you don't eat it I will shove it down your throat."

Todoroki looked up to meet my eyes. "I'm fine," he said drowsily.

"You did not just say you were fine," I say sternly. "You're way too light to be 'fine,' your sick, and did you not just see that episode you had. You need to eat."

"Why do you care if I eat," he asked with his head tilted. Damn that's cute. WAIT WHAT!

"Because I want you at your strongest. If I'm going to be the number one hero I need you at the top of your game."

"I'm honored that you think so highly of me," he said sarcastically, "but I'm not eating."

I grabbed the collar of his hoodie towards me and shoved a spoonful of soup into his mouth causing him to swallow. "What the fu-," I shoved another spoonful down his mouth. This time he didn't open his mouth to say anything.

"So are you going to eat, or do I have to keep shoving it down your throat?" I asked daring him to say yes to the second alternative.

He kept his hand over his mouth. "Just hand me the damn spoon," he responded and glared at me. I handed it to him and sat on the couch in front of him. He just stared at the soup with knitted eyebrows.

"Are you just going to stare at it or eat?"

It seemed to snap him out of his thoughts. "Right," he said tentatively. He sat with his legs crossed and set the bowl in his lap. Slowly enough, he started eating. His eyes widen finally getting to taste the flavor.

"Good isn't it," I say and he nods his head and continued eating. I wonder when the last time he actually ate. I don't exactly remember him eating in the cafeteria or ever in the dorms. I can't help but look at his features. How is it that his hair parts perfectly in two, hell, even his eyes were two different colors and his quirk. Everything about him was split perfectly in two.

"Are you done staring?" he asked bringing me out of my thoughts. Shit!

Then I see that he was finished with the soup and placed the bowl on the small table. "When was the last time you ate," I asked dodging the question hoping that my face didn't catch color.

"Right now," he answers with an innocent look.

"No shit. I meant before now," can he be anymore infuriating. LIKE JUST ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION.

He stopped to think about it. "Friday maybe. I don't really care to keep track," he answered and shrugged.

"WHAT THE FUCK! THAT WAS THREE DAYS AGO!" I yelled.

"I don-," he suddenly stopped mid-sentence and ran towards the bathroom. I got up and sprinted after him only to find him emptying his stomach. I kneeled down next to him and started rubbing circles on his back.

"Take off your hoodie you're burning up," I tell him and he nods his head and I help him take it off. He whimpered from the sudden coolness of the room. The bandage that was covering his shoulder slightly lifted and I saw a handprint burned into his skin. Todoroki saw that I had seen and quickly lowered it and hissed in pain from the contact.

"It was just intense training. Had to make it realistic to an actual fight," he said in the straitest face with eyes challenging me to say otherwise. But of course I knew he was lying.

"So is that why you need painkillers," I ask hoping to catch him off guard.

"Painkillers?" He stopped to think about it before his eyes widened. "That's personal," he said and stood up. His legs gave away and I caught him before he could fall.

He hissed in pain and I positioned him like I did earlier to support him. "Let's go," I tell him and start walking.

"Where... are we... going," he asked between pained breaths.

"Recovery girl," I simply state and start heading towards her office.

"N-no I can't," he said and tried to stop, but he was in to much pain and couldn't muster enough strength to stop me.

"Give me one good reason not to," I demand and stop abruptly.

"Ahhh," he let out strained in gritted teeth from the pain of his bruises. "If... you take me to her... she's going to suspect something... between us," he breathed with the fever taking a toll on him.

"Good point," I tell him. I did NOT want anyone thinking that I could possibly like this hot... wait no! I mean ICYhot bastard ICYHOT!

I look over to him and notice the way he's fighting himself to stay awake. I scoff, "Here." I pick him up bridal style and he gasps from the sudden movement.

"B-Bakugou," he stuttered and I couldn't help but notice his cheeks glowed a little more pink.

He clung tightly to my neck. "I'm taking you to your dorm," I tell him and start walking. He only nods his head in responds and snuggled against my chest. Aw how adorable. WAIT WHAT NO!

His breathing was slow and would slightly shake towards the end. I think the peppermint fell asleep.

The door was cracked open making it easier for me to enter. The room was wet from all the melted ice, but luckily the bed was dry after he had heated it up. I lay him down and tuck him in. I was about to leave before he grabbed my wrist. "P-please, stay," he said barely above a whisper.

All I could do was stare at him blankly, and I could feel my cheeks start to heat up.

"C-can you stay. I don't want to be alone if I have another night terror," he said still not letting go of my wrist.

I only nodded and climbed in bed. I sat up and pulled my shirt off and tossed it in the ground. I laid down next to him and I could feel how hot he was. "I'll be right back," I tell him and get out of bed.

"O-okay," he responded.

I get to the door and PRAY that no one's there. I slowly open the door and am relived that no one's there. I quickly sprint to the kitchen and grab the rag off the counter. I rinse it in cold water and feel a tap on my shoulder. I flinch and turn to see who it was and was met with fuckin Deku.

"What the hell do you want nerd?" I growl and ring out the excess water.

"I just came to get water," he said and let out a yawn. "What are you doing Katchan?"

"None of YOUR damn business!" I yell and stomp out of the kitchen. After I was away from his view I quickly sprinted back into the room. I close the door and sigh. That was too close.

Todoroki sat up hearing that I was back. I lay down again and place the rag on his forehead. Todoroki let out another whimper from the sudden cold.

We both lay with our backs facing each other. After awhile he drifted off to sleep and he would let out whimpers and would tremble every once in awhile. So I decided to pull him towards me to comfort him. He lets out a shakey breath and turns to face me. I can't help but lay a protective arm around him as he snuggles his head on my chest.

And finally he was sound asleep.

Lemon coming soon😉