Under much duress the nurse got him back into his bed and checked his wounds over before re-bandaging them and re-inserting the IV line.
He grumpily slumped back in the hospital bed and reached for his phone that was beside him but he just couldn’t think about anything except for what he might have done to you when he was in a fevered state.
He recalls the pizza roll weakly trying to fight him off while he caged it beneath him and he doesn’t remembers exactly what he said but he does remember the hot as fuck kiss before blanking.
“Shit…did we actually make out? I remember there was a bit of tongue action…”
He shook his head, trying to correct his images but the pizza roll remained burned into his memory.
Later that evening the nursing staff came in and put your knee and ankle into a full leg brace, adjusting the straps so that it fit snuggly.
You thanked them and they left you to sleep for the night.
Getting comfortable was a bit of a pain and you moved around a bit to try and find the most comfortable position, falling into a restless sleep as the sporadic noises of the hospital would occasionally wake you.
At 11pm the new night nurse came in to introduce herself and check on you.
“Hi miss L/N,” she said in a bubbly tone. “I’m your nurse for the night, if you need anything just buzz for me ok?” She checked a few things on your chart.
You nodded groggily and fell asleep again.
She was half way through checking your medication list when she got an urgent call from another bed and left in a hurry, forgetting to document your pain medication.
3am you awoke in agony and let out a sharp cry. Fumbling for the buzzer, you couldn’t find it in your drowsy state and tried to sit up.
Pain shot down your leg and you squealed, whimpering and biting down on the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from crying too loudly.
“Fuck MY LEG!” You wailed internally, “it hurts…it hurts so bad!”
You tried to look for the buzzer again and you saw it on the bench, just out of reach and you started sobbing as you desperately stretched your arm out towards it.
“I can’t reach it.”
Tears streamed down your cheeks and you toyed with the idea of just calling out to see if a nurse was close enough to hear you.
“I’m right next to the nurses station, someone should hear me, right?”
“N-Nurse? Please…please help…” you cried out, your voice quivering as you called for someone to come. “Please.” You wailed, your head lowering in dispair. “It’s hurts…”
You heard a crashing sound and profuse swearing and your head shot up.
“FUCKING IV LINE!” The voice hollered down the empty hall.
“K-Katsuki!” You wailed, desperate for someone, anyone, to come and take this pain away.
You heard running footsteps and he came flying through your door, his crimson eyes flashing in the dark, occasionally catching the light from buttons and side lights as he looked for you.
“What happened? Where are you hurt?” He barked, making his way to your beside.
“M-my leg, it’s killing me.” You squealed out as tears continued to cascade down your face.
“Ok, ok,” he replied frantically, pulling the covers back and looking at your leg in the brace. “Fuck, I don’t know what to do.” He panicked.
“Get a nurse, Katsuki…please.” You sobbed.
“Nurse. FUCK! NURSE!”
He spun around, not bothering to close his gown at the back and thankfully (or not thankfully.) your eyes were so filled with tears you didn’t see his ass as he raced back out the door.
“Where are the fucking nurses?!” You heard him scream out into the hallway and nurses station. “We need help immediately in bed 3. Get your fucking assses here now or I’ll blast every single on of you!”
You half laughed as you continued to cry. He was dead serious about your state of wellbeing and although he was threatening people unnecessarily it was endearing in its own way.
“SIR, GET BACK TO YOUR BED!” An authoritive voice yelled.
“I’m not moving until you shitty people do your damn job and attend to my girlfriend!”
“I’m not your girlfriend!” You scream cried.
“OK, fine! Pizza roll!” He hollered back.
You snorted and wailed harder.
Just then a nurse entered and saw your stricken state and attended to you right away while another calmed your irate pant-less hero and ushered him back to bed, hooking up the third IV line in less than 24 hours.
“Your boyfriend is an….interesting character.” The nurse said to you once she had given you your pain medication and readjusted the brace.
“He’s not my boyfriend, he’s just a good friend of mine.” You replied with a sheepish smile.
She looked at you with a raised eyebrow.
“Well look, honey, I’ve been around for a while and I can tell he really cares about you so you might want to have a talk to him about some things and make sure you’re on the same page.” She said as she left the room.
You didn’t respond. Just sat there thinking about what she had said as you drifted off to sleep.
The next morning you were woken at some ungodly hour, to the morning nurse introducing herself.
“Her happiness, at this hour in the morning, is almost disturbing.” You thought as you watched her adjust a few things around the bed and check your chart. “Has she been sneaking some of the hospital pills to keep her awake, functioning and happy?”
Soon she left and you drifted back off to sleep.
Bakugou had been woken too, much to his displeasure and his crimson eyes stalked the nurse as she flitted around the room adjusting things.
She dared not speak for fear of being eaten alive, judging by the animalistic look in Bakugou’s eye, and quickly exited as soon as she could, retreating back to the nurses station in haste.
“Kid in bed 7 is something else, ain’t he?” She said with a shudder to the other nurse on shift that morning.
“Haven’t met him yet.” The other nurse replied as she set up the medicine cart. “Saw another kid a moment ago, came in asking if it was ok to see the girl in bed 3. Now he was a looker!”