Disclaimer : Mentions of being sick, throwing up and cleaning sick up. If you are uncomfortable reading about those topics or they make you sick yourself or you have a phobia of sick, please do not read! Thank you!
~ Author - chan!
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❤️ TodoDeku 💚

Izuku could tell that his daughter wasn't feeling very well as soon as he woke her up this morning. His motherly senses were tingling when he gently shook his daughter awake only for her to whine and try to shield herself from him while she coughed gently. As soon as he peeled back the covers, he knew right then and there that his daughter wasn't going to go to school. There was no way she could.

Call it mother's intuition but seconds later, the girl coughs before racing toward the nearest toilet and emptying the contents of her stomach. Which confirmed the greenette's theory of her being sick. The small burn marks on the bedsheets another good indicator that his daughter was feeling under the weather. Her heightened temperature making her hotter than usual. Making her a walking sauna at this point.

After stripping the bed of the bedsheets, Izuku walks toward the bathroom where his daughter is curled up on the cold tiled floor with a small whimper. The toilet bowl full of sick. The greenette sends his little girl a reassuring smile as he closes the lid and flushes the toilet before pulling her into his chest. The male gathering her into his arms gently, making sure that he didn't jostle her too much as she winces.

Much like Shoto, it was almost rare for (Y/n) to get sick. Her high temperature often fought off pathogens on their own but sometimes the odd stray will manage to worm its way in and cause havoc with her immune system. So whenever she did get sick, Izuku knew that it wasn't something to tiptoe around!

Making sure that his daughter is comfortable, the male makes sure that she's in freshly clean pyjamas before taking her downstairs where Shoto is already making himself at home on the couch. A small smile plays on Izuku's lips as he walks into the living room and clears his throat to catch his husbands attention.

"What happened?" Shoto asks worried, sitting up from his laying position as Izuku walks over with a sick (Y/n), "Is she okay?"

"She's not very well," Izuku explains, the male sets his daughter beside Shoto's right side where she already begins to nestle into for some coolness before clearing his throat, "I need to call the school, just keep an eye on her,"

Nodding gently, Shoto watches as his husband scurries toward the kitchen to make a call while he runs his fingers through his daughters locks. A small chuckle leaving his lips as his daughter leans into his cool arm and clings to him like a baby koala. The girl refusing to let go while Shoto flicks through the channels on the tv.

"Don't feel well..." (Y/n) mumbles, snuggling into her fathers right side as he holds her close and kisses her forehead gently, "Feel sick..."

"It's okay," Shoto soothes gently, rubbing her back as she whines and whimpers. Her stomach painfully twisting as she snuggles, "Mama and I will make you all better, I pinkie promise,"

(Y/n) gently nods softly and whines as Izuku walks in holding a bottle of medicine. Her eyes widening slightly as Izuku pours some into the little spoon and tries to feed it to her making her shake her head and hold onto Shoto as a human shield. The two males chuckling gently between them at how adorable their daughter is being at the moment. Both of them knowing just how difficult their daughter can be when she's under the weather.

"Cinder, you need to take your medicine," Shoto hums gently pulling her into his lap. The girl whines and shakes her head, covering her mouth in an attempt to stop being fed the medicine, "(Y/n), come on,"

"No!" The girl squeaks behind her hands, looking toward Izuku who sends her a reassuring smile, "It's horrible!"

"You need to take it," Izuku reminds her softly, smiling as Shoto gently pulls her hands away. The girl ten times weaker than her father so it wasn't that hard to do, a small whine leaving the girls lips as Izuku pushes the spoon closer, "It's to help you get better, it won't hurt,"

As Izuku goes to put it by her lips, she shakes her head and kicks Izuku away making him spill the medicine. A small sigh leaving his lips as he wipes it off the couch (the male thanking his mother for the tip of buying a couch that isn't fabric) before pouring another spoonful.

"If you don't have your medicine," Izuku begins, looking toward Shoto who's already wrestling with his daughter to make sure she doesn't toddle off anywhere, "Papa Enji won't come visit and we won't watch the All Might movie,"

"Fine!" The girl whines, opening her mouth and taking the medicine with a groan. (Y/n) cringing when she swallows it before looking at her parents who kiss her forehead gently, "That's icky! No more!"

"Good girl," Shoto praises, holding her close as she snuggles into him. The girl clinging to his right side for the coolness while he turns on the All Might movie for her to watch, "Why doesn't mama make a smoothie for you sweetie?"

"No... don't want to eat... makes my tummy feel weird..." (Y/n) mumbles, fiddling with the hem of her pyjamas shirt as she watches tv. A small whine leaving her lips as her throat closes again, "Uh oh..."

Immediately, Izuku grabs the trash can and places it in front of his daughter. The girl hunches over and begins to throw up again making Shoto gag and look away. Izuku rolls his eyes at his husbands reaction and rubs his daughters back while holding her hair back. The greenette releasing soothing tones to make sure his daughter is okay.

Once she's finished, Izuku holds her close and pushes the trash can to the side. He takes her to the kitchen where he hands her a glass of water to wash her mouth out and spit it down the sink. A small kiss is pressed to her cheek as (Y/n) leans into her mother and whines. The greenette sends her a reassuring smile as he sits her on the armchair.

While Izuku heads upstairs to get her action figures, Shoto grabs the fluffiest blanket he can find and gently covers his daughter with it. The small girl whining gently at the warmth before relaxing as Shoto joins her and let's her snuggle into his cold side. Seconds later, Izuku walks in with all her action figures.

Izuku places each action figure under the blanket with her. Her Endeavor figure in her lap, cuddled to her stomach while All Might, Shoto and Deku are on her other side. She has Uravity and Dynamight on her other side and her Endeavor plush held close to her chest. A small chuckle leaving Shoto's lips as (Y/n) makes grabby hands toward the cape that Izuku always wears when he's out patrolling.

Recently, Izuku's cape has become a sort of security blanket for the girl. It reminds her of her mother and she knows it keeps her safe. Izuku grabs the cape from the hanger and gently wraps it around his daughter before kissing her nose and getting her a glass of water. Shoto holds his daughter close as she fiddles with her action figures.

"It hurts, daddy,"...

"I know... but you've just thrown up your medicine so you'll need to take more!"...

"No! It's icky, daddy! I don't want it!"...

💛 KamiShin 💜

A small whine leaves (Y/n)'s lips as she stands over the toilet bowl with her hands gripping onto the seat. Her eyes falling onto the swirl of green with bits of red and orange from previous meals that float around in the toilet. Her eyes widening slightly as she realises what's going on before a big happy crazy grin plays on her lips.

She knows what this means!

Almost too excitedly, the girl rushes toward her parents bedroom and purposefully refuses to flush the toilet until her parents have seen that she's been sick. A small smile on her lips as she climbs onto her parents before and begins to try and shake them awake. Her eyes fluttering with happiness as Shinso begins to stir in his sleep while Denki groans and shifts under her weight.

When the blondes eyes flutter open, he's instantly appalled at the sight of his daughters pyjamas. His eyes widening slightly as she stares at him with a small innocent smile. The girl not really realising that she has puke on the front of her pyjama top.

Before (Y/n) can tell her papa that she's just hurled in the toilet, she's whisked off Denki's lap and into his arms as he heads toward his daughters bedroom. The Male is quick to strip off her shirt and begin to change her into something that's more fresh and clean before cursing under his breath and chucking her dirty pyjamas in the laundry basket.

"Papa! I was sick!" The girl declares making Denki nod gently and run his fingers through his hair as he follows his daughter toward the bathroom. His eyes widening before he cringes in disgust at the sight in the toilet before flushing it, "So I have no school today!"

"No... you have no school," Denki confirms, rubbing his temple as he trudges downstairs to the kitchen to make himself a quick cup of tea while his daughter hovers around him gently, "Sweetie, you've just been sick... go lay on the couch,"

Huffing gently to herself, (Y/n) patters to the couch and pushes herself onto the couch before clearing her throat and snuggling into her fluffy pikachu blanket. A small hum leaving her lips as she holds her stuffed Pikachu dolls close and grabs the tv remote with a small hum before turning on her favourite tv show.

After calling the school and letting them know that (Y/n) won't be at the school for the next couple of days, Denki walks into the living room with (Y/n)'s cup full to the brim of water. The blonde kisses his daughters forehead as she sips at it before happily taking her medicine.

You see, unlike other children, (Y/n) didn't mind being sick. She loves being pampered by her parents. She loves spending the day with her parents and not having them leave her for work (because they have to look after her). She gets to cuddle with Sparky and watch her favourite tv shows. She doesn't have to worry about school work either!

It's just her, her papa, her daddy and Sparky!

Minutes later, Hitoshi walks downstairs with a small groan. The male grabbing his coffee to make sure he's properly awake before frowning gently when he sees his daughter snuggling into his husband. The little girl sniffling gently to herself as she sips at her cup.

"What's happened?" Hitoshi asks gently, running his fingers through his nest of hair as he sits down on the armchair and clears his throat, "Why isn't she getting ready for school?"

"Missy here is sick," Denki hums, running his fingers through his daughters hair while she snuggles and sips at her water, "She threw up so we've got the next few days off until she's better,"

"Yeah! I have no school!" The girl cheers happily with a bright smile, giggling when Hitoshi arches a brow at her happy demeanour, "And I get to spend time with you and papa! Which is fun!"

"She's so cute," Denki coos, kissing his daughters cheek as she clings to him as she nods, "My beautiful little spark plug,"

"Has she eaten?" Hitoshi asked as he kneels down in front of his daughter and let's her hug him gently as he holds her close, the male rocking her from side to side, "Daddy's gonna make your favourite smoothie if you want? Yeah? Something light and easy for you to have,"

"Yes, please," (Y/n) hums, fiddling with her fathers hair and giggles when he peppers kisses all over her cheeks, "Thank you daddy!"

"You're welcome, lightning bug," Hitoshi coos, poking her nose as he sets her back down on the couch and let's her snuggle into Denki, "No video games for you, missy,"

"What? But daddy!" The girl whines, slumping into Denki with a pout, "I'm dead! You killed me! I hope you're happy with yourself!"

"If you're sick, you don't play video games," Hitoshi says, pointing toward her as she frowns toward her father, "Denki, don't cave,"

Denki pouts to himself and holds his daughter close as she releases a small frustrated groan. Partly due to not being allowed to play video games and partly due to the cramp bubbling away in her stomach. The little girl whining softly as Denki pokes her nose.

Knowing how much his daughter loves to play video games, Denki bites his lip before looking toward the kitchen where his husband is situated sorting out a milkshake for his daughter to drink up. Quickly, the blonde grabs his phone and checks over his husbands timetable for the day. His eyes lighting up when he sees Hitoshi out on patrol later on in the day. A grin playing on his lips as he lengthens the patrol from one hour to three hours.

"Papa... pretty please?"...

"When daddy goes out for patrol, we'll play,"...

"Yes!"...

💛 EraserMic 🖤

Running his fingers through his blonde locks, Hizashi stands at the kitchen counter flipping the pancakes with a small hum. A chuckle leaving his lips as he sees Eri teeter in with a small hum, the male kissing his older daughters forehead gently before setting down the plates on the dining table. Hizashi priding himself on the appearance of his breakfast as he sets a bowl of strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and apple slices in the centre.

However, before he could call anyone, he notices the nervous glint in his daughters eyes. He kneels down to her level and gently runs his fingers through his daughters hair as she clears her throat nervously and fiddles with her nails.

"Eri, what's going on?" He asks gently, rubbing her arm as she takes deep breath and looks up at him, "It's okay, you can talk to me,"

"(Y/n)'s been sick," She says softly, fiddling with the hem of her pyjama shirt while Hizashi nods gently, "She's in the bathroom,"

Hizashi nods softly and kisses his daughter's nose to reassure her that she'll be okay before heading upstairs. The blonde clearing his throat as he checks his youngest daughters bedroom to make sure that she hadn't made her way back before heading to the bathroom. His eyes widening slightly when he hears the sounds of his daughter throwing up.

The blonde cringes slightly before opening the door and scrunches his eyes shut. A small whine leaving his lips as he opens his eyes and sees his daughter hunched over the toilet with vomit swirling in the basin of the toilet. The blonde curling his hands into fists as he bites into his fist to prevent himself from throwing up himself.

Hizashi hates vomit! He hates the sight, the smell, being sick and seeing other people be sick! He can't stand it!

Biting back a gag, Hizashi backs out of the bathroom before clearing his throat and opening his bedroom door to find his husband. Shota groaning gently as he shifts in bed with all three cats curled up around him. His eyes fluttering open as he looks toward his husband with a small groan.

"Uh... baby... (Y/n) is being sick..." Hizashi groans, rubbing the back of his neck when he sees his husband glaring at me, "Can you... help her?"

"Why can't you?" Shota asks with a small groan, sitting up as Sugar pats his cheek and nuzzles him, "Just flush the toilet and change her pyjamas then give her meds,"

"But it's puke! I can't deal with puke!" Hizashi whines, gagging when he hears his daughter puke again, "Shota! Please! You know I can't deal with sick!"

"Oh my god, Hizashi, you're such a drama queen," Shota groans, sliding out of bed and grabbing his bed robe with a small curse, "You don't have to touch it. It's in the bloody toilet,"

Shota sighs as he walks toward the bathroom and rubs his daughters back as she makes grabby hands up at him. The male picks her up and kisses her cheek before closing the toilet lid and flushing it with a small hum. Shota then heads toward his daughters room and sets her in her bed while she whines. The girl giggling weakly as she gets changed into fresh pyjamas.

"Let's get you a glass of water," Shota hums, holding her close as she fiddles with his hair, the girl relaxing in her papa's arms making him smile, "Whats up my baby? Icky belly?"

"Bad tummy..." (Y/n) whines gently, leaning into her papa's warmth making him nod and kiss her cheek, "Don't think I can eat..."

"It's okay, we can give you a glass of water and then see where we go with them," Shota tells her, as he heads toward the kitchen to grab a glass for her, "Have a little sip, then we can cuddle on the couch. Yeah?"

"Is she okay?" Eri asks gently, finishing her pancakes while Hizashi follows after Shota to eat his breakfast, "Are you okay?"

"She's okay, just a bad belly," Shota explains as he grabs some medicine and feeds it to his daughter who reluctantly takes it, "So she'll be off school and I'll be off work. Hizashi can cover my class,"

"What?! Why?!" Hizashi whines, pouting toward his husband who roll his eyes, "Sho! Your class is a nightmare! One of them tried to lick the blackboard the other day!"

"Well you wouldn't help her when she threw up so have fun,"...

"But I can't deal with puke!"...

"Then you can deal with problematic teenagers with quirks!"...

🤍 TodoBaku 🧡

Katsuki clears his throat gently as he watches his daughter snuggle into his husbands side. The girl sneezing snowflakes every so often making Katsuki smile gently. His little girl sniffling as she looks down at her lap and fiddles with her nails as she watches the tv. Her tiny button nose an angry red colour and her eyes watering slightly whenever she sniffles. The girl's stomach cramping every so often.

Unfortunately, Katsuki woke up to Shoto panicking and thinking his daughter was dying which in turn scared her. The girl had been throwing up all morning and Shoto being the dense cookie he is thought that something was incredibly wrong. However, all she had was a bad stomach. Nothing too life threatening! Yet Shoto has to be the dense cookie we love.

As Katsuki watches his daughter shift, he notices that she hasn't actually eaten all day. She refused to have breakfast, worried about throwing it back up and worrying her father more than he already is. The blonde takes a deep breath and kisses Shoto's cheek gently before heading toward the kitchen to rustle something up for his daughter to at least have so she doesn't starve for the day.

The blonde runs his fingers through his hair as he walks into the kitchen and bites his lip. The male wondering what he could
make in order to help her have something to eat. He opens up the cupboards in the kitchen and clicks his tongue as he lists the possible meals that he could make before cursing under his breath.

Maybe his mom could help him?...

Reluctantly, the male grabs his phone and dials his mother's phone number with a small hum. Katsuki cringing when the number finally goes through and his mother answers. The women yelling a greeting down the phone.

"What the hell are you calling me for? You never call me!" She exclaims, leaning back against the chair behind her as she clears her throat and let's her son have her attention, "Don't tell me you need a babysitter because your father and I are unavailable!"

"No I don't need a damn babysitter, let me speak you hag!" Katsuki growls through the speaker, rolling his eyes when his mother yells a string of curse words at him before clearing his throat, "(Y/n) isn't feeling that great... she's thrown up and she's not eating. I don't know what to feed her right now,"

"I knew this day would come," Mitsuki beams, the woman smiling to herself as she looks toward her husband who arches a confused brow, "Today is the day when Katsuki finally needs my advice! You must need help if you don't know what to do!"

"Mom! Just answer the damn question!" Katsuki growls, sighing when he hears his mother cackle down the phone, "What?!"

"Well my beautiful child, you need to tell me something," she says with a grin, giggling to herself, "I want you to say, in these exact words, 'mom, I love you so much',"

"Eat shit," Katsuki says immediately making his mother scoff and threaten to hang up on him, "Okay! Okay! Fine! You stupid hag... Mom.... I love you... so much,"

"See! I love you too," Mitsuki coos before grabbing her recipe book from the kitchen and flicking through it, "Try chicken noodle soup. It's something simple to make and it won't disagree with her belly. You could add like ginger and garlic to it too which will help. I'll send you the recipe,"

"Thank you," Katsuki mumbles, sighing in relief as his mother sends him the recipe, "I'll see you at the weekend,"

"Okay, Katsuki, give my granddaughter cuddles," Mitsuki says with a smile, sticking her tongue out to Masaru as he chuckles, "Have fun!"

After hanging up his phone and trying to swallow his dignity back, Katsuki begins to follow the recipe with a small hum. The male making his own noodle broth of chicken stock, garlic, ginger, spring onions and the chicken to bring to the boil. A small smile on his lips as the rich smell wafts across the kitchen.

After he tears the chicken into small pieces, he adds it back with noodles, sweetcorn and mushrooms and soy sauce before letting it all cook and infuse. The male smiling to himself as he mixes it all together and has a little taste himself.

God he wonders why he doesn't just become a chef sometimes! He'd be a great chef!

Grinning to himself, Katsuki pours some into three bowls to make some for Shoto and himself too before heading toward the living room where his daughter looks up at him nervously. The girl sniffs at the soup gently before grabbing the spoon that Katsuki hands to her before taking a small sip.

"Taste nice?" Katsuki asks as he sits down beside her and kisses her forehead as she nods silently, "It should be something you can keep down baby,"

"Thank you mama," (Y/n) says with a smile, digging into the soup slowly. Her eyes sparkling happily as she swallows it down and sighs in relief as her stomach doesn't disagree with her, "It's really nice,"

Knowing that Katsuki must have asked his mother, he looks toward his husband and sends him a reassuring smile. The blonde sending a strained smile toward the younger male as he digs into his food. The blonde mentally patting himself on the back as he eats up as much as he can of the meal.

"What did your mom ask of you?"...

"To tell her I love her. I swore to tell her that on her deathbed so that's that out the window,"...

"Oh damn, what a shame,"...

💙 ShigaDabi 💜

As soon as Tomura lays his eyes on his daughter throwing up on the toilet, he immediately cringes and walks the opposite direction. The male shaking his head as he knocks on every single door that he walks past to try and calm himself down. Waking up everyone else in the hideout as well. Tomura groaning to himself when he hears another gagging sound before opening his own bedroom door to see his husband shrugging on his long leather jacket.

Dabi arches a brow at his husband before noticing how disgusted Tomura appears. Clearing his throat, Dabi watches as Tomura beckons him over and points toward the bathroom where their daughter is hurling up the contents of her stomach with a small groan. The pair of them sharing a nervous look better each other.

You see, both Dabi and Tomura can't bear sick people. Dabi can't bear the smell of puke or handling puke while Tomura can't bear to be sick or be in the same room as a sick person. They just can't handle the smell, the effort and the sight of aiding a sick person.

Cursing under his breath, Dabi avoids all eye contact with the toilet and points toward the chain. Whining gently, (Y/n) pulls it after closing the lid before making grabby hands toward her father who groans and slowly pulls her close. However, Dabi immediately puts her at arms length and takes her toward her bedroom to get her changed into clean clothes. Meanwhile, Shigaraki stands by the doorway with a face mask on making Toga snort at him.

Once she's changed, Dabi grabs one of her backpacks and immediately fills it with her stuffed animals and some of her toys before handing it to Tomura. The bluenette then heads toward the bathroom to grab the girls toothbrush and toothpaste. Both parents getting ready to ship their daughter off to Endeavor.

The only time when Dabi will allow Enji to actually look after his daughter!

Huffing to herself, rubbing a hand over her stomach, (Y/n) watches as her father calls Kurogiri over. She knew immediately what was going on. It happened whenever she fell sick! She's not stupid... at least she doesn't think she is! The girl pouting to herself as Shigaraki walks back in and hands her the backpack.

"Ready to go?" Dabi asks looking toward his daughter who fiddles with the hem of her shirt and nods gently, "Come on then, Kurogiri, let's go,"

"I still don't understand why you two can't handle a bit of puke," Kurogiri lectures as he warps the family toward the Todoroki estate, "You both literally look like walking diseases,"

"We can't help that," Tomura explains, sticking his tongue out toward Kurogiri before spraying his daughters hand with antibacterial spray when she goes to touch his hand, "Sweetie, I love you but no. You're ill,"

"You're gonna spend the week with grandpa," Dabi coos, ruffling his daughters hair as they land on the porch and Dabi knocks on the door with a small hum, "Then we'll pick you up once you're better,"

"This is bad parenting," Kurogiri lectures, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks toward both Tomura and Dabi who ignore him and wait for the front door to open, "You need to take responsibility for her,"

Before Dabi can come up with a comeback, Enji opens the front door before arching a brow as Dabi pushes his daughter into his arms. The redhead holds his granddaughter close as she snuggles into his warmth and sneezes gently. The girl clinging to Enji while he stares at his son and son in law.

"She's ill," Dabi explains making Enji shake his head and look toward his wife who frowns gently and walks toward the doorway, "So she's yours for the week,"

"Uh, I don't think so do you?" Rei lectures, narrowing her eyes as she grabs both Tomura's and Dabi's ears and drags them into the living room with Kurogiri following behind them, "Has she had a bath? Has she eaten? Hm?"

While Rei lectures her son and son-in-law, Enji takes his granddaughter into the kitchen and kisses her forehead gently. The redhead grabbing the medicine from the cupboard and feeding it to her. The little girl looking up at Enji before kissing his cheek gently making him chuckle and poke her nose. Once she's had her medicine, Enji pulls her close to his chest and heads toward the living room where Rei is kicking some sense into the pair.

As soon as her granddaughter is in the room, Rei rushes toward her and pulls her into her arms gently. The women kisses her forehead before narrowing her eyes toward her granddaughter's parents. Rei then heads toward the bathroom and begins to run a bath so her granddaughter gets herself cleaned up.

"Don't worry, my little angel, Mama Rei's gonna knock some sense into Papa and daddy,"...

"I love you Grandma!"...

"I love you too my sweet munchkin. Now you get in the bath. If you hear screams, don't worry it's just me sorting your parents out,"...

❤️ KiriMina 💖

Groaning gently to herself, (Y/n) leans against her headboard with a small pout as she sits with her hands in her lap while she watches the tv show on the tv in her bedroom. Her eyes flitting between the tv and the big bowl that's settled on her nightstand ready to catch any vomit that may threaten to force itself out. A small sigh leaving her lips as she pulls her blanket further over her form and snuggles into the warmth with a small sniffle. Her eyes watering every so often.

This morning, (Y/n) had had the unfortunate experience of throwing up in the toilet. She woke up with an uncomfortable feeling swirling in her stomach before needing to race to the bathroom to empty her stomach. That burning acrid taste in her mouth making her feel ten times worse as she washed her mouth out and went to go tell her parents what had happened.

Mina had instantly got her in a bath. Telling her to wash herself up and then clean her teeth before she changed the bedsheets and got her daughter to rest up. The pinkette already calling the school and the agencies that both her and her husband work at, to let them all know that the Kirishima's will be staying home for the next few days and they will not be going anywhere.

While Mina had fussed over her daughter, Eijiro headed to the kitchen to sort out a change for the meal plan to make sure it was something that could easily be digested. The male running the water to get his daughter a glass before grabbing the medicine to give her.

Now here (Y/n) is, stuck in her bedroom with absolutely nothing to do. The girl had been colouring in a picture at first then she went to playing with her dolls, brushing their hair and dressing them in pretty dress. Now she's stuck watching tv with nothing really to do.

Being sick isn't as amazing as other people make it out to be. It's horrible!

Sighing gently, (Y/n) leans back against the headboard and watches her tv show. A small hum leaving her lips as she fiddles with her bed sheets before looking up when she hears her bedroom door click open, a smile on her lips when her father walks in with a tray.

On the tray sat a bowl of soup that both Mina and Eijiro made from scratch with some water and a little ice cream to maybe see if she can have that. The girls eyes sparkle as her father sets down the tray on her lap and kisses her cheek.

"A special homemade lunch for my little princess," Eijiro coos, rubbing her back as she rests her cheek against her fathers arm and giggles gently, "To help with her angry tummy,"

"Thank you daddy," (Y/n) hums kissing her fathers cheek with a bright smile before her eyes light up when her mother skips in with a bright giggle, "Hi mama!"

"Hey sweetie, guess what mama bought you for today!" Mina exclaims happily as she shows her daughter a neatly wrapped box and sets it beside her, "Because mama wants her baby girl to be happy for the day even with a bad tum tum!"

"What is it?" She asks gently as she sips at her soup and clears her throat. A smile on her lips at her mothers excited demeanour, "Can I open it?"

"Well I didn't just buy it for you to stare at," Mina exclaims, poking her daughters nose gently making her giggle and make grabby hands toward the box, "Here we go,"

As Eijiro takes the tray and sets it on the nightstand, (Y/n) looks around the box and gently shakes it before giggling gently. The girl then begins to rip apart the wrapping paper making both Eijiro and Mina smile as she opens up the box to reveal her present. The girls eyes widening slightly as she pulls out her present with a big smile. Her sickness almost forgotten about.

She had been crazing her parents about it for weeks and she finally has it!

In the box laid a ton of merchandise that she had been crazing for ever since her eyes laid on this hero. She has been so amazed by her and she can't believe how strong one woman can be. It was the first time she's been so emotionally invested in a hero before that her parents knew that getting her merchandise for it would pick her up. And they knew as soon as their daughter saw it, she'd be over the moon!

Mirko merchandise!

To help their daughter cheer up during a rather rough day, Mina and Eijiro would often buy presents for their daughter whenever they don't feel very well. They take time out of their day to make homemade meals, to buy presents that they know their daughter will fall in love with and to make sure their daughter is happy. Mina and Eijiro love to pamper (Y/n).

"Thank you," (Y/n) hums, wrapping her arms around her mothers with a bright smile, kissing her parents cheeks gently before clearing her throat and looking toward the Mirko hoodie, poster, mug and backpack, "I really like them,"

"We also," Eijiro begins rubbing the back of his neck gently while his daughter looks up at him hopefully, "We also asked Miss Mirko to sign a picture for you, it should be in there,"

"She also says she would like to meet you," Mina says making her daughter gasp and look up at her with shining eyes before giggling when she looks at her signed picture, "Would you like that?"

The girl nods happily as she sets the framed picture on her nightstand before jumping into her dads arms. The male laughing gently as he kisses her cheek and holds her close, rocking her to and fro as she snuggles.

"I love you!"...

"We love you so much more princess,"...

"My beautiful baby,"...

❤️ KiriBaku 🧡

Clearing his throat gently, Eijiro heads down the upstairs hallway with a small little smile playing on his face. The redhead running his fingers through his red locks as he walks past his bedroom and heads toward his daughters bedroom. A hum leaving his lips as he stuffs his hands in his pockets and saunters to where his little girl is.

Today, for the first time in years, (Y/n) has managed to catch a nasty stomach bug which has made her extremely sick. She had woken up with a rather horrible migraine before she was racing to the toilet to empty the contents of her stomach more than once. Then, she has been nothing but hacking and spluttering all day. She really wasn't in any fit condition to go to school. You'd be crazy if you did let her go in the first place!

So, instead of just having one parent off like you usually do in a typical family, both Katsuki and Eijiro took the day off. It wasn't because they thought they could have some couple time because (Y/n) was sick. It wasn't because they wanted to find every excuse they could to get a day off. Oh no. It was something that not everyone could handle but could totally believe when they heard it.

(Y/n) refuses to believe that she's sick!

She's part Bakugo, what do you expect? If she's ever sick, the girl refuses to believe it and tries to act like everything is fine. She blames the puking on something else entirely. She doesn't care if she had a bad stomach. She didn't care if she had a bad migraine. She could care less about it. She doesn't ever get sick, she knows she doesn't get sick because she's never admitted that she's been sick.

She's never going to start either!

As soon as Eijiro reaches his daughters door, he knows for a fact that she isn't in her bed. His suspicions are confirmed when he opens the door to find no (Y/n) in sight. The redhead curses under his breath as he shuts the door and begins his way downstairs to check around the house, catching his husbands eye.

"What are you doing, Ei?" Katsuki asks as he watches his boyfriend check under the dining table muttering incoherently to himself, "Babe? What's up? Are you okay?"

"(Y/n) isn't in her bedroom," Eijiro replies crossing his arms over his chest when he sees his husband groan and push to his feet, "Do you know where she is?"

"No... I haven't seen here anywhere," Katsuki replies, sending his husband a small reassuring smile as they begin their search through the house for their daughter who is supposed to be asleep in her bed, "Where could sh —"

"Treehouse!" The both day in unison as they look toward each other and nods. Of course she was in her treehouse!

Immediately, the pair head out into the garden and stop at the bottom of the tree that held their daughters treehouse. A small smile playing on Katsuki's lips as he notices small movement in the wooden house. The blonde clears his throat and crosses his arms over his chest as he looks up at the treehouse.

"Brat! Get your ass down here," Katsuki calls out, smirking to himself when a pillow is thrown out the window and lands a couple feet away from him, "Don't make me count to three,"

"Do it!" (Y/n) calls out, not really caring as she leans back into her beanbag chair. The girl wincing however when her stomach cramps up and makes her groan, "Ow..."

"One!"

The girl sighs gently to herself, knowing that if she doesn't get down then her father will probably ban her from something or take something away. Her eyes scrunching up as she wraps her arms around her stomach and takes a deep breath. A pain scratching across her stomach as she looks at the window.

"Two!"

(Y/n) pushes to her feet before gagging gently and falling to her knees again. The girl wincing in pain in her stomach before gagging again. She whimpers to herself and clears her throat.

"I can't move!" The girl yells out with a small gag, wincing as her stomach gurgles horribly, "Mama!"

"It's okay! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Eijiro calls out, climbing up the ladder and gently sitting up on the wood beneath him to get himself a steady ground, "You shouldn't be up here, you're not very well baby,"

"I'm fine," The girl insists while Eijiro pulls her into his arms and kisses her cheek before going down the ladder to get back to the ground, "I'm not sick,"

"You are," Katsuki tells her while Eijiro gets her inside and sits her on the couch with a bowl next to her, "You need to rest!"

"I'm fine!"...

"(Y/n), if you so much as move your butt an inch, no training or seeing Uncle Deku!"...

💙 IidaOcha 💖

A small whine leaves (Y/n)'s lips as she snuggles into her pillows with a tiny cute pout playing on her lips. Her eyes looking toward her father who is already stressing over what is wrong with his daughter to make her as sick as she is. The male standing over his daughter with a clipboard in his arms as he lists off each of the symptoms to make sure that she isn't dying or extremely sick. Tenya making sure that she is comfortable at the same time.

After he ticks off what's wrong with his daughter and deduces it as a stomach bug, Tenya grabs his phone and calls all of the parents (that he has the numbers of) to let them know that his daughter is sick. Letting each of them know that there could be a stomach bug going around so they should keep an eye out for it just in case. Then he calls the school to inform them of his daughters illness and for her to take at least two days off and to send the work she misses.

He'll get Ochaco to pick them up later.

After kissing his daughter on the forehead, Tenya then begins to grab the antibacterial spray to begin wiping down each surface that he can get his rag on to kill as much germs as he can. The megane not wanting to catch the bug himself. A small hum leaving his lips while his daughter watches him almost unimpressed. The girl knowing how germaphobic her father can get whenever her or her mother can get sick.

Ochaco walks in with a small hum, skipping into the room with a tray full of get well soon ailments to help her little girl get well. The brunette smiling to herself as she sits beside her daughter and ignores her husbands fumfering as she holds her close and kisses her daughters cheek gently.

"Tenya, you don't need to worry about it so much," Ochaco says softly, rubbing her daughters back and holds her close as the girl snuggles into her, "She doesn't need to be quarantined, you drama queen,"

"But I don't want to get her stomach bug," Tenya says with a small huff as he watches Ochaco feed his daughter some medicine with a smile, "I can't afford to have a couple days off,"

"Well you're off while she's sick, Mommy Ochaco says so," Ochaco says and giggles when she sees Tenya gawk at her with wide eyes and his mouth slamming to the floor, "We're gonna have some family time and make sure that missy here is comfy and happy,"

"You could have told me," Tenya grumbles as he sits on the other side of his daughter and chuckles as she snuggles into his side and kisses his cheek, "I'm just making sure she's safe,"

"I know you are but there is such thing as being too overprotective," Ochaco reminds him poking her husbands nose making him chuckle and nod softly, "She's not a baby anymore, remember,"

"She'll always be my baby," Tenya says poking his daughters nose making her giggle gently and snuggle into his warmth while she sips at her glass of water, "My little Angel,"

"You worry too much, daddy," (Y/n) says looking up at Tenya making him chuckle and hold her close while he turns on her bedroom tv and let's her choose a movie to watch, "Just relax,"

Ochaco smiles gently toward Tenya and kisses his cheek while (Y/n) picks a movie to watch before snuggling into the pair of them. Once her water has been drunk, Ochaco hands her daughter a bowl of noodle soup that she made prior. The girl thanking her mother gently as she takes a deep breath and begins to dig into it with a small smile.

It wasn't often that the family could just spend time with one another. Tenya and Ochaco had a lot of work on their shoulders and a lot of paperwork to get done which they didn't appreciate. So, whenever it came to moments like this, (Y/n) would be basking in the attention.

As she sips at her soup, she looks up at her mother and father with a small smile before clearing her throat and kissing their cheeks. Both Tenya and Ochaco share a smile and kiss her cheeks back making her giggle. The girl basking in the affection before watching as her mother slinks off the bed and skips toward the door.

"Mommy? Where are you going?" The girl asks as she watches Ochaco taps her nose gently and giggles before skipping off, "What's Mommy doing?"

"I predict something that I may not usually like but let slide because you have a bad tummy," Tenya hums rubbing his daughters back as she snuggles into his side and hums gently, "Perhaps getting chocolate pudding,"

"But I thought I'm not allowed any sweet treats because I'm sick?" She asks looking toward her father who chuckles and kisses her nose, "That's what you said,"

"I'm sure one wouldn't hurt," He says gently and chuckles as Ochaco skips in with a chocolate pudding cup with a bright smile, "See, what did I tell you?"

Ochaco sticks her tongue out as she hands her daughter a chocolate pudding cup. The brunette giggling when the girl immediately peels back the film of her chocolate pudding and digs her spoon into the chocolatey goodness. Her eyes sparkling gently as she swallows down the sweet treat trying not to worry about the potential of throwing up happening.

"If she throws up, you're cleaning it Ochaco,"...

"Then you can help her with the bath,"...

"Just don't throw up, Angel,"...

💚 TodoBakuDeku 🧡

(Y/n)'s eyes widening slightly as she wakes up. Her stomach contorting uncomfortably as she sits up and rubs her fingers through her hair. Snowball comfortably asleep in his dog bed while the girl shifts and rubs her stomach. A small groan leaving her lips as she burps slightly and her throat closing up before something threatens to force its way out.

Immediately, the girl tries to wriggle out of the bed to get to the toilet. However, her body thought otherwise and forced her to hunch over her bedroom floor and throw up. The girl coughing nervously as she finally recovers and gawks at the mess on the floor and on her pyjamas.

Beginning to tear up, the girl immediately wriggle out of her pyjamas and grabs some fresh ones to change into. (Y/n) then places her dirty pyjamas into the laundry hamper before staring at the puddle of vomit on her floor. The girl bites her lip as she looks around and clears her throat, not knowing what to do.

A paper towel couldn't clean that up. What is she supposed to do?!

The girl bites her lips and grabs one of the blankets that she doesn't really like that much and covers it up with a small hum. Hoping that that will be enough, she nervously closes her bedroom door before teetering to her parents bedroom to give them a cuddle. Her stomach cramping up as she climbs into her parents bed and snuggle into her fathers back.

Shoto's eyes flutter open as he feels a small little weight pressed against his side. The male groaning gently as he finally opens his eyes and looks to see what's going on. A small confused sound leaving his lips when he sees both of his lovers snuggled in front of him. Shoto clears his throat as he looks around before chuckling to himself when he sees a little (Y/n) snuggling into his side with a small whine.

Taking a deep breath, Shoto shifts to lay on his back and pulls his daughter into his chest making her hum and look up at him, the girl sneezing gently as she does so. The male frowns when he sees his daughter wincing gently. As he sits up, trying not to jostle Katsuki or Izuku, the male rubs her back and watches as she covers her mouth and whines to herself. His eyes widening slightly as she pushes him away and races to their connected bathroom.

"(Y/n)!" Shoto yells worriedly, pushing off his bed covers and darts toward the bathroom as his daughter throws up in the toilet. The red and white haired male holding his daughters hair back as she coughs, "That's it, let it out... good girl,"

"Why are you being so loud?" Izuku whines, pouting to himself as he sits up in bed and pushes Katsuki out of the bed in turn making the blonde shriek and slam into the floor in a flurry of bedcovers, "What's going on?"

"Fuck! What's going on?!" Katsuki yells, punching Izuku on his thigh making the greenette yelp out in pain and kick at his husband, "I will end you, Deku, if you kick me one more time!"

"Will you two stop arguing?" Shoto asks looking out of the bathroom and beckoning them over as he holds his daughter close as she whimpers, "Shhh, snowflake, it's okay,"

"Is she okay?" Katsuki asks, kicking Deku in the shin for final measure and rushing toward the bathroom and kneels in front of his daughter who's hiccuping and crying gently, "It's okay, don't cry baby girl,"

"You'll make yourself worse," Shoto says softly rubbing her back as she wipes her eyes and snuggles gently, "She's thrown up... I think she covered up that she threw up earlier,"

"Sweetie, you need to tell us," Izuku says worriedly, watching as Katsuki heads toward his daughters bedroom to find a puddle of vomit underneath her blanket, "Don't cry baby, it's okay,"

"I — I'm sorry..." The girl whimpers, wiping her eyes as she takes a shaky breath and washes her mouth out with the glass of water that Shoto hands her, "Didn't want to worry you..."

"It's okay, sweetie, it's okay," Shoto reassures her, whistling out to call Snowball into the bedroom. The dog immediately rushing in and nuzzling at (Y/n) making her snuggle and cling to her husky dog, "Let's get you downstairs, we can go cuddle and watch Disney movies,"

Shoto takes a deep breath and pulls his daughter into his arms making her snuggle into him. Snowball sticks by Shoto's side and nuzzles (Y/n)'s little feet every now and then to reassure her that they're here and by her side.

As they reach the living room, Shoto sits down on the couch with his daughter in his lap. Snowball then jumps up onto the couch and rests their head on their owners lap making the girl hum and hold her husky puppy close. Katsuki stands in the kitchen, throwing the vomit covered blanket in the wash while sorting out some food after washing his hands a ton of times.

"Right, new rule. If you throw up, you tell us straight away and don't cover it up!"...

"Yes, mama, I'm sorry,"...

"It's okay, darling, we won't be mad,"...