It’s a Friday night in the dorms, most of the class is in the common room, eating dinner or snacking, finishing up homework.

Except Bakugou, who is upstairs vomiting his guts out into the toilet. Lovely.

Everytime someone goes up to see if he needs help he yells from his position hunched over the loo and yells at them to mind their own damn business. He doesn’t want anyone to see him looking pathetic.

Common room

Aizawa: he enters. “Is Bakugou alright?”

Kirishima: “He’s totally sick, his face is a mess of like vomit and dried tears, he’s refusing any help. Manly decision, but not a good one it’s making it worse for him sensei.”

Midoriya: “Kacchan never showed people when he was sick, not even when we were kids..”

Aizawa looks towards the elevator. Aizawa: He sighs. “while he’s like this I can’t let him do training, it’s not helping himself or anyone if he can’t spar or train without expelling all he takes in.”

Meanwhile Bakugou in the bathroom Bakugou: “Damn it!” He holds his stomach and hunches over the toilet again. He grits his teeth.