"Oh, I see, so you're saying.. they're in need of.. 'assistance'?" Deku asked, his eyes shifting to the sick you laying on a sleeping bag.

"Yes, shitty Deku, the outsider is very sick and they won't even take their medication!" Bakugou growled, shooting you a glare.

"I see.. Kacchan, is it a fever or something more?-" Deku started, Kirishima wrapping his tail around your waist comfortingly.

"I’m fine.." You groaned, not wanting them to make such a big deal out of a tiny little fever…

"No, you're not, you moron! You’re sick, and burning like a damn marshmallow on fire!" Bakugou grunted loudly, his hands clenched in frustration.