".... ___," Sakusa murmurs, leaning over you and the fox. You grumble and the fox snuggles closer to you. His eyes narrow, glaring at the fox. Osamu peers in, blinking at you and the fox. 

         "Ah… There you are…" He sighs coming in and taking the fox, making it squeak in disapproval. "Shut up." He huffs, carrying his brother out. Sakusa blinks after him before adjusting his glove and poking you.

          "Wake up." He says.

          ".... No." You roll over and pull the blanket over your head. "Five more minutes." You add. He huffs before lifting the blanket and climbing into bed with you, setting the alarm on his watch. 

          "Fine…" He murmurs. Both of you drifting off again, but only for a few minutes.

          ".... What the heck!? Get up you two!" Atsumu snaps, waking you both up. 

           "So loud…" You grumble sitting up while Sakusa raises his middle finger to him in response.

           "It's time to get up. Not cuddle time." Atsumu scolds.

            "So lame." Osamu's voice sounds from the hallway.

            "Shut it!" Atsumu snaps. Sakusa sighs in annoyance, rubbing his temples. You blink and throw a pillow at Atsumu. "What-" He pauses when you give him a glare putting your index finger to your lips. He blinks before clicking his tongue and going out. 

           "Did you not sleep well? You can sleep a bit longer. I'll bring you breakfast." You murmur, touching Sakusa's back softly. He sighs, giving you a tired glance.

            "I'm supposed to help the Dorm President with breakfast this morning…" He informs you. 

            "Then he'll just have to put up with me. Get some sleep here." You smile lightly, getting up and grabbing your uniform.

             "No. I don't want to owe you." He says, starting to get up but you lightly push him back down, covering him up.

              "Sleep well okay?" You chuckle when he gives you a look.

              "Fine. Good luck with the Dorm President." He yawns. You watch him drift off before closing your door and changing then heading downstairs to the kitchen.

              "Guess Oikawa isn't up yet… What to make…"

              "Omelets sound good." A murmur sounds, making you look back at Kenma as he shifts timidly on the other side of the counter. He meets your gaze before looking down. "If you want help I can get Kuroo or Osamu." 

            "That's fine. And omelets sound good." You smile a bit at him. "Thanks." You add before focusing on prepping breakfast. Kenma watches you for a moment.

            "___, do you think you'll be a good hero?" He asks lightly. You pause and glance back at him.

            "I have no idea to be honest. I think I'm just doing what my inner voice wants. I mean…" You tilt your head. "Becoming a hero would have more meaning than taking the easy route and being a villain." 

            "Meaning huh…" He breathes. 

            "I'm sorry, I don't think I answered your question." You frown, glancing back at him. 

            "That's okay… I was just curious. Usually when I ask someone they are confident and boast… You're kinda like me." He smiles a tiny bit. 

            "You think so?" You hum starting to cook.

            "Yes." 

            "Mornin' Kenma, huh? Why are you cooking? It's Oikawa and Sakusa's breakfast shift." Kuroo comments, coming in.

            "Sakusa isn't feeling well right now so I'm covering for him… And I think the Dorm President is probably sleeping in." You respond.

             "Oh… Alright. I'll help you out.." Kuroo decides, moving to your side. 

             "Really? Thank you Kuroo." You smile a bit.

             After breakfast is made, you and Kuroo take the food out and you move to take Sakusa his plate. 

             "Hm? Where are you going?" Atsumu asks.

             "I'm taking Sakusa his food and seeing if he's feeling better." You tell him.

             "How nice." He comments, for once not seeming smug.

            "If you have a problem take it up with someone else." You tell him bluntly.

            "I don't… I hope the jerk feels better soon." He scoffs looking away. "And thanks for the food."

            "You're welcome." You respond before heading upstairs.

            Peering into your room you find his back to you, sleeping soundly. He really didn't seem to be feeling well. You frown lightly, easing in and setting the plates down before leaning over him. The fact he had crawled into your bed with you without hesitation told you he wasn't feeling well, maybe it wasn't just sleep deprivation. You reach to cup his forehead but stop yourself, grabbing a rubber glove and putting it on before doing so. He did feel pretty warm.

            'It's only the second day... Can he afford to be sick now?" You wonder worriedly. His eyes ease open and he peers up at you. "Hey. I brought breakfast." You greet softly.

            "Thank you." He breathes, sitting up and taking off his mask, fangs dripping venom on your blanket. "Damn… Sorry." 

            "That's alright, is that because you're sick?" You ask.

            "Yes… What bad timing…" He mutters, taking the plate you offer. You sit beside him with your plate and start eating. 

            "Don't worry about it. I can take notes with both hands. Course I'll give you the more eligible ones. And if it's training I'll ask Takeda-sensei if we can go to the courses so you can catch up once you're better." You hum.

             "... Are you taking pity on me?" He inquires. You give him a confused look.

             "No? I'm helping you cause you're my friend. And I want you to get better without worrying about class." You smile when he looks over at you. His brow furrows lips twitching upwards before he looks away. 

               "Thank you." He murmurs. 

               "Did you just hide a smile? That's mean Sakusa." You huff, peering at his face.

               "Stop staring." He tells you. 

               "Not if you're going to hide another smile." You deadpan. He chuckles, cracking a smile before looking away. "I saw that one."

               "Stop it." He grumbles and you chuckle a bit, checking the time as you finish eating. 

               "I need to head out now. Try to get better. I'll stop by during lunch." You tell him getting up and taking his plate.

               "Why though?" He tilts his head.

               "... I'm probably going to miss you and stop by just to see you." You shrug. He pauses and looks away again.

             "That's embarrassing. Maybe you're sick too." He comments, pink touching his cheeks. 

             "I just treat my friends well." You say, raising your chin. 

             "Get away from me. Something tells me you get sappy when you have a cold." He grumbles. 

             "Dunno, haven't been sick in a while." You claim, going to the door.

              "... Rude." He comments. "Have a good day I guess… I like your bed so I'm going to sleep here a bit more. I'll clean it all up afterwards."

              "I know you will. Feel better." You tell him before heading out. Nishinoya, Ryuu, and the twins are waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs. 

             "Sakusa staying in today?" Nishinoya guesses.

             "Yeah. I'll bring him some soup during lunch." You decide.

             "Guess that guy gets sick easily huh?" Ryuu comments.

             "Yeah. I've known him since elementary, and he's had more sick days than anyone else I know… Though it used to be a lot worse when we were little." You squint ahead as you go through memory lane.

              "So you're childhood friends?" Atsumu asks.

              "... Mmm not really. We never really spoke until now. He was just always there and never easy to approach. I think when we were little and were playing at the school he tripped and hurt himself, but started yelling at everyone. He seemed scary then. But I guess he was just worried about his blood… Everyone kinda avoided him after that…." You recall, frowning lightly. 

             "Wow." Osamu murmurs.

             "I think Tendo was the only one that would go talk to him. Tendo has no fear." You chuckle shaking your head.

            "You mean he can handle prickly people." Atsumu hums.

            "He gets along with anyone. He's like the best person ever." You boast.

            "Sure." Atsumu nods.

            "... You just doubted me." You frown.

            "He seems kinda… Off to me." Atsumu shrugs. You turn your head to him with a glare. 

            "I don't think I like you today." You tell him bluntly. He gaps at you in shock, touching his chest.

            "That was your fault. Talking about the best friend like that." Osamu says, shaking his head. 

           "Fine. I'm sorry." Atsumu tells you.

           "You know. I kinda want to see what happens if you two get paired up." Ryuu comments with a chuckle.

            "Oooh they'd probably catch the place on fire." Nishinoya jokes.

            "I don't have a fire quirk though… Do you?" You look at Atsumu.

            "... No. Our dad had a fire quirk but we got mom's" He explains.

            "And what was your mom's quirk?" You ask with a head tilt. Osamu smirks and looks away while Atsumu opens his mouth to answer but stops himself.

            "No." He points at you.

            "Why are you being stubborn about this?" You question. He pauses looking ahead with a scowl. 

            "I'm not."

            "Are too." You and Osamu say together.

            "Don't gain up on me!" 

            "Oh I see. Thank you for telling me ___, I'll try to make sure you're keeping up with notes." Takeda nods with a smile. "Right now I'm searching for a proper combat hero before moving to combat exercises. So today we'll be going over procedures and then quirk training afterwards." He informs.

           "You're not a combat hero ___?" You tilt your head.

           "Nope. My quirk impacts emotions so normally I don't need to fight to win." He responds lightly.

           "Whoa…." You breathe in awe. "Could you demonstrate that sometime?" You ask curiously.

           "Maybe. Now take your seat." He tells you. Going to your desk you look at Sakusa's, it felt strange that he wasn't there today. You frown a bit sitting down and getting ready to take double notes. Such a grueling few hours.

          "Alright that's it for the notes. Were you able to get all that ___?" Takeda inquires.

          "Yes…" You nod, though your non-dominant hand was cramping. 

          "Alright, get ready to go out to lunch. Then we'll move to quirk training. Some of your upperclassmen have volunteered to assist in your training today. So be ready." He warns the class before the lunch bell sounds.

          "You okay?" Osamu asks you as you rub your hand. 

          "Yeah. Not used to writing with this one." You say, peering over the notes. "But it's all readable." You smile a bit, putting them in two different folders before moving them to your backpack. "Now to see if they'll have soup for Sakusa." You hum, before heading out with him and the others. 

           "It's all about him today huh?" Atsumu comments. 

           "Yes." You answer with a nod. "Because it feels weird that he isn't here." 

           "Just say you miss the cactus." Ryuu chuckles.

            "I miss the cactus." You nod. "His blunt remarks are nice."

            "In what world is he nice?" Atsumu questions.

            "Well, not nice but it's… Appreciated." You tilt your head.

            "So weird." Atsumu shakes his head. You blink at him a few times before looking away. 

            "I miss my little fox friend too. Wonder where he keeps going…" You comment, Atsumu pauses and Osamu smirks a bit, turning his head away.

            "Um… ___, I don't think that fox is…" Kenma starts but Atsumu gives him a death look, making him tense and look away. "Nevermind."

            "What was that Atsumu? You trying to pick a fight with Kenma?" Ryuu huffs.

            "Nope. I have no idea what you're talking about. Anyway… I'm gonna get food." He says moving away from the group briskly.

            "He's trying so hard." You remark making Osamu smirk.

            "That's okay. Let him pile it up." He says.

            "Anyway, time to find soup." You hum heading away from them. 

             As you find Sakusa some soup, someone steps beside you, making you pause and look up at Oikawa.

            "Ah… Dorm President… Hi." You manage when he offers you a smile.

            "Hello. Thank you for making breakfast this morning. I'm sorry I slept in." He hums. "I heard your friend isn't feeling well today. Is that soup for him?" He inquires.

            "No problem. And yes, I'm going to bring it to him now." You tell him, turning to walk away.

            "I'll walk with you." He says, falling in step with you as you head off. 

            "Okay." You murmur awkwardly. Did he want something? You glance at him a few times as you both walk to the dorms. 

          "I should apologize. I didn't realize your quirk was so… Difficult." He tilts his head. "Here I thought you were some new gifted genius. But you're just lucky. And not in a good way." He says, slightly teasing. 

            "... Isn't that just bad luck?" You tilt your head.

            "Well no… Because you still got in. And you still managed a rescue in the exam." He says pointedly. 

             "... Alright. I think I get your point." You murmur, relaxing a bit. You enter the dorms and Oikawa heads to the kitchen. You go upstairs, peering in your room to find Sakusa asleep again. Setting down the bowl you slip on a glove and check his temperature. It seemed to have gone down a bit. 

              "Sakusa." You say softly, pulling your hand away. He hums, eyes easing open before he peers up at you. "Hey, I brought you soup, think you can eat some?" 

               "... Yes." He yawns and sits up tiredly, taking off his mask. He frowns at it as it drips with venom. 

               "I'll get you another one if you want." You offer, handing him the soup.

               "Please. There's a box of them on my desk." He says, starting to eat. You turn to go out as Oikawa peers in.

               "Oh, you're in ___'s room…." He comments. 

               "Yeah. I have a nice bed." You hum brushing past to hurry into Sakusa's room to grab the box of masks before returning.

               "I brought up some vitamin water for you." Oikawa says setting down a bottle. "And ___, I brought you a snack since you didn't grab any food for yourself." He adds, passing you a small plate of onigiri.

             "Oh. Thanks. I totally forgot to grab anything for myself." You comment in surprise, taking a few bites.

              "Thinking about the wrong things again." Sakusa comments.

              "That's your opinion. To me, I'm thinking about the most important things." You hum, making him pause, eyes narrowing as he presses his lips together, pink crossing his face. Oikawa looks between you two lost.

               "Are you okay Sakusa?" He asks.

             "I'm fine. Thank you both." Sakusa manages, lowering his head and casting a shadow over his face.

              "No problem. I'll head back to lunch now. Make sure you're not late to class ___, the quirk training is going to be intense." Oikawa tells you with a smile.

               "Ah, okay." You manage before he goes out. "... I feel like I'm in danger again." 

               "You'll be fine." Sakusa responds, shaking his head. You kneel down to peer at his face.

               "Are you feeling any better? What else can I do for you?" You ask him lightly.

               "... You could stop saying embarrassing things." He grumbles with a pout.

               "I'll try, but I'm not promising anything." You chuckle and tilt your head. "I do miss you though. Get well soon okay."

               "Ugh… You're the worst." He covers his face with a hand as he sighs in embarrassment. You chuckle at him and stand up to take his empty bowl.

                "See you later Sakusa." You say stepping out of the room and closing the door as a little fox comes up the steps. You blink at the fox and smile, crouching down and opening your arms for him to jump into them. "Aw Tsumu! How did you know I missed you?" You gush, rubbing your cheek against his as you start down the steps.

              He chatters cheerfully, tail wagging a bit as he cuddles up to you cheerfully. You reach the bottom step as Iwazumi passes the stairs. He pauses, blinking at you and the fox.

              "That's… Awkward." He comments as you and Tsumu pause. You offer an awkward smile as he heads out.

               "Huh. Wonder what's that about." You play it off before continuing on to discard the bowl and head to class.

               "I didn't get a lot of volunteers for this so groups of three will be taking on a single second year." Takeda says looking over a clipboard.

              "Three on one…" You echo. "That's going to be tedious for them."

              "Are they really that good? Sounds like we're being underestimated." Atsumu comments.

              "This isn't going to be full on combat. It's light quirk training." Takeda reminds him. "Now then, I'll tell you the groups on the way to the training rooms." He adds leading the class out.

              Your assigned team is Atsumu and Kenma today, much to Atsumu's displeasure. "Eh? Why the heck are you putting me on the same team as ___? Talk about bad luck." He complains while you and Osamu share a glance.

            "Almost sounds like he's happy about this." You hum.

            "He can barely contain it." Osamu agrees. 

            "You two stop talking behind me! I'm serious!" Atsumu snaps.

            "Sure sure." You and Osamu wave at him. 

            "Hey sensei, don't put their team near anything flammable." Ryuu says pointing at you and Atsumu.

            "Ah I wanted to be on that team." Nishinoya chuckles. 

            "I want off this ride." Kenma frowns. 

            "I don't have time to adjust the teams." Takeda frowns, looking at your team in confusion. "If your upperclassmen complains about your teamwork there will be a punishment." He adds, and for some reason your heart drops.

             "Ah. Y-yessir." Your team manages together.

             "Huh? What's up with you guys all of a sudden?" Nishinoya asks as you and Atsumu look at each other. 

             "Did sensei do something?" Ryuu mutters. 

             "Alright head to your assigned rooms." Takeda waves everyone off with a soft smile. 

             "He's actually scary." You and Atsumu mutter, moving to the room and heading in to find yourselves in a stone building. 

             "These rooms are amazing." Atsumu breathes. "The one I was in last had a whole storm going on in it." 

             "That sounds uncomfortable." Kenma comments. 

             "Yeah, think I prefer the blizzard. Plus your brother was really warm so it wasn't so bad." You nod peering about.

             "What?" Atsumu frowns at you. The sound of chains above makes you instinctively dive forward as swords rain down around your team. Kenma and Atsumu stiffen, looking up as Oikawa stands above on chains that stuck in the walls. 

              "Yo-ho!" He smiles with a wave. "You two would be so dead right now."

              "What the heck kinda greeting is that!?" Atsumu questions.

              "___ how did you avoid that?" Kenma asks uneasily.

              "I got chills…" You answer, looking up at Oikawa. "But I'm with Atsumu on this one. What was that about?"

              "You should always be alert when you enter an unknown environment." Oikawa answers simply. He points at you and a dagger bursts out of his fingertip. You gasp and narrowly avoid it, a cut opening on your cheek. 

               "___!" Atsumu gasps before leaping up at Oikawa, claws slashing at him. 

               "Atsumu we need to regroup." Kenma says rushing over to you. Atsumu pauses, landing and moving to join you two.

               "Like I'd allow that." Oikawa hums, holding an arm out to your group. You pull off your glove and swiftly touch the ground, sending up a cloud of particles. Another dagger slices your arm but Kenma grabs you and Atsumu, heading into a nearby room.

               "This feels like combat." You hiss, looking at the cut.

               "He's coming closer." Kenma says, eyes now red and blue. "What are we going to do?" 

                "Can we even approach him? That quirk looks like a pain in the ass." Atsumu murmurs, wiping the blood from your cheek. 

                "I don't even know if I can react in time to burst the blades." You agree.

                "This is a bad match up." Kenma sighs. "I think he's about to attack again. We need to move." He breathes, nudging you both.

                "Alright." You and Atsumu swiftly follow Kenma to a wall. 

                "There's a room on the other side of this wall, ___, could you?" He looks at you.

                "Got it." You touch the wall quickly, making a hole big enough for the three of you to go through. As you do, chains burst into the previous room, feeling about like tentacles.

                 "Close… We should sneak attack him now." Atsumu breathes.

                "Good idea. Where is he?" You look to Kenma.

               "Above the other doorway." He murmurs with a point.

               "Alright. I'll take out the chains he's standing on. Atsumu you do something to restrain him." You decide.

               "Gotcha." He breathes just before you two burst out of the room. You lock on Oikawa as he looks over in surprise. You move to leap at him but he smiles shaking his head.

                "How naive." He comments as a chain wraps around your ankle, pulling you back into the room, through the hole and into a wall. You cough, wincing in pain as you try to get back up only to have Atsumu thrown into you.

               "Shit… That hurt." Atsumu manages, getting up and looking at you. "Oh you okay?" He adds.

                "I think you broke something…" You hiss getting back up, holding your side.

                "S-Sorry."

                "Hey! I took your eyes!If you want him back, you're going to have to do a lot better than that!" Oikawa calls from the main room.

              "Kenma… Dammit." You grit your teeth. What were you going to do?

              "Sneak attacks aren't going to work unless he's focused on one of us." Atsumu frowns. You look at each other and he shifts. "I'll take him head on. You use that quirk of yours to threaten him into submission."

             "Threaten…" You echo frowning heavily.

             "You got a better idea?" He questions.

             "I take him head on and you do the back attack." You respond. 

             "You're going to get all slashed up if we do it that way." He argues.

             "And you won't be? Unless you were actually going to use your quirk." You raise an eyebrow at him, making him pause.

             "... Alright, we'll do it your way." He grumbles straightening up and sniffing the air. "He's near the back corner of that room." He says with a point.

              "Okay. Here I go." You shift rolling your shoulder briefly before running out. You spot Oikawa standing on the floor now, Kenma chained to the corner of the room. Oikawa turns to you with a small, smug smile.

             "You're so reckless." He shakes his head, opening his arms a bit, daggers, swords, and axes hooked to chains materialise from his body, floating around him. You swallow and shift before lunging at him, right arm raised. The weapons fly at you in an instant, silver overtaking most of your vision. For a moment it felt like a reaper had gripped your shoulders. You whip your arms about, clearing the threat away from you and making a silvery cloud shield you from view. 

             You move forward, dodging the blades that pierce through the cloud. They weren't moving very fast, Oikawa seemed to be reluctant to injure you at least. Another step and the air clears, where you find yourself only a foot away from Oikawa. He blinks and smiles a bit.

             "That cloud may have shielded you from my sight, but it did the same for me too." He says and you spot the large chain that had coiled around him just before it suddenly unravels, crashing into you and sending you into a wall. 

              'Hurts so much…' You think, the taste of blood coming over your tongue and making you spit out before sitting up, only to freeze as a trident pins your neck to the wall.

               "Take a break." Oikawa hums, chain wrapping around your right wrist and pulling it away from you so you couldn't burst the trident. "This was a bad matchup for you. You're the only one that can stop my quirk but you're such an amateur." 

               "I'm here too." Atsumu suddenly leaps onto his back, fox ears flattened on his head, claws poking Oikawa's throat threateningly. "Toss me away if ya want, but your throat will be coming with." He hisses out, baring his fangs. 

                "Ah… So you two thought this through. You're quite a sneaky fox, I was watching out for you too, when did you get behind me?" Oikawa hums calmly, raising his hands in defeat.

                "I might have had a hand in that." Kenma says, trying to get free of the chains before giving up. 

               "You?" Oikawa raises an eyebrow at him.

               "I can hide things from people's sight with my quirk. As long as I can see it I can hide it from you." Kenma responds.

               "Good thing too because you looked straight at me twice while dealing with ___." Atsumu smirks before looking at you. "You okay over there ___?"

                "Not really. But he hasn't loosened up, so don't let your guard down." You tell him, trying to free your right arm, fingers trying to brush the chain. 

                "Oi. Let ___ go, you've hurt my teammate enough already." Atsumu growls, claws pressing into his skin more.

               "My. For all the fighting you two do, you sure are worried about some little injuries." Oikawa chuckles. His brown eyes pierce Atsumu, making the other male tense. "What happens if I really hurt ___?" He breathes, a sword suddenly leaves his stomach, impaling the wall beside your head and making you and Atsumu flinch. A trickle of blood runs down from one of Atsumu's claws.

               "The hell are you doing?" Atsumu growls.

               "When we do our hero work, there's always a possibility that our teammates will get hurt. You can't go reacting every time. Because it takes your eyes off of everything else." Oikawa points out, a dozen blades pressing into Atsumu's back. You swallow, pinky finally touching the chain and making it burst. Oikawa blinks, looking at you as you burst the trident and lunge at him, arms snaking around him, bursting the blades at Atsumu's back and pulling Atsumu off toward Kenma. You tighten your arms around Oikawa, offering a smile.

            "You also stopped looking at me." You hum. He bares his teeth in an annoyed smile.

            "You just put yourself in the same situation as him. But I don't mind the embrace." He retorts, and you feel the blades in your back. 

            "The difference is that if my hand slips, you go poof." You whisper. He pauses before looking at Atsumu as he frees Kenma.

             "Alright. You win. Time for critique." Oikawa says grabbing your right arm and carefully freeing himself from your arms. 

              "Eh?" Atsumu's eyebrows knit together, coming over to you with Kenma. Kenma quickly takes out a small first aid kit to tend to your cuts. 

               "First off your entrance sucked. You were in a panic too easily for heroes. Your first attack was laughably sloppy. Had I been a villain you would all be dead." He places his hands on his hips. "You did pull together in the end but still too sloppy." He shakes his head. 

               "We weren't expecting a fight. Sensei said this wasn't going to be a combat exercise." Atsumu defends.

              "The best way to develop your quirks is through experience of fighting different opponents. You should always go in expecting a fight." Oikawa tells your group. "I'll admit though it was sloppy and reckless, your fast thinking did make this shorter than I imagined. But still you need to be more careful in your approach. If Kenma hadn't been here, your last attack attempt would've been stopped instantly." 

               "Right… Thanks Kenma." Atsumu sighs.

               "It was easy since you were in fox form." Kenma responds. Atsumu stiffens, giving you a side glance. 

               "Still that really helped Kenma. I wasn't much help." You frown at your hand. 

               "Don't look so down. In the end it was the threat of your quirk that stopped me. With Atsumu I could've made a dozen needles leave my neck and get rid of the threat of his claws." Oikawa tells you. "You're not going to be doing great right away. So don't think about what you couldn't do this time and just think of what you'll have to do next time to lessen your mistakes." 

              "... Yes sir." You manage, looking at him. At the moment, he really did seem reliable and experienced. "Thank you."

             "You sound like a pro… What's your hero name?" Atsumu asks.

             "Metal King." Oikawa smirks.

             "So cool…" Atsumu gasps.

             "Damn straight." Oikawa raises his chin.

             "So what now?" Kenma pipes up. 

             "Ah. I lectured you guys quite a bit. Lets work on strengthening your quirks." He says sheepishly. "Then ___ can go get a hug from Kiyoko and heal." 

            "I need a nap…" You yawn as you head to the dorms with the others.

            "You guys look wrecked. Oikawa must be a tough teacher." Nishinoya comments.

            "I'm going to have a fever tomorrow…" Kenma grumbles.

            "Atsumu has been quiet too…" Ryuu notices, peering at the blond as he frowns at the ground.

            "He looks mad." Nishinoya agrees.

            "You knew…?" Atsumu suddenly says and you can feel his eyes on you. 

            "... Yes. I've known since the first day of class." You answer, looking back at him. "So what?" 

            "So what!? You… I…." He stammers, turning red before covering his face and groaning.

             "I win." Osamu hums.

             "What do I owe you?" You ask him while Atsumu's head snaps up, looking between you two. 

              "I want brownies." Osamu breathes.

              "I can make that." You nod. 

              "You made a bet?!" Atsumu bursts angrily. 

               "Yes." Osamu answers simply.

               "I hate you both!" Atsumu declares, storming inside the dorms.

               "How long do you think that'll last?" You look to Osamu.

               "Not even a day." Osamu answers.

               "... You two are mean." Ryuu comments.

               "I'll make him some food too." You wave your hand. 

               "I'll help you with that one." Osamu decides. 

               "Can we get food too?" Nishinoya asks. You and Osamu look back before looking at each other.

                "Sure." You both answer.

                "Let me check on Sakusa and I'll be right down." You tell them as they cheer before heading upstairs. You go into your room, pausing to find new bedsheets and blankets on it along with a pillow. You blink before going to Sakusa's door and knocking. He opens the door, a towel around his waist and steam lifting off his skin. "Ah. Are you feeling better?" You ask as he shifts slightly, dabbing his cheek with another towel. 

             "Yes. How was quirk training?" He inquires. hiding part of his face behind the face towel, pink blooming over his skin gradually. 

              "Oikawa kicked our asses." You respond bluntly. "You sure you're feeling better? You look like you might have a fever still."

              "... I'm going to get dressed before we continue this conversation." He murmurs before closing the door. 

              "Oh… Sorry." You say awkwardly looking at the door. After a few moments the door opens again and he's fully dressed. 

              "I am feeling better. I should be good to go to class tomorrow." He confirms.

              "You sure? I have no problem taking more notes." You tell him. He huffs lightly behind his mask, for a moment you think he's smiling.

               "We'll see in the morning. I'm going to stay in my room for the rest of the day." He murmurs.

               "Okay. I'll be back with food then." You decide. "I might be a while though. Got a lot of baking to do suddenly."

               "Huh?" His eyebrows furrow in confusion, so you explain, watching his face darken, eyes narrowing. "... What." He growls. 

              "Yeah…" You press your fingertips together looking to the side. 

              "You were cuddling him despite that." He leans forward with a glare. 

              "He's like a teddy bear like that. I cant help myself. I love animals." You defend with a pout. He sighs, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. 

               "I don't even know how I'm going to process this. Or you." He grumbles before looking at you. "Anything else?"

               "I missed you. Really wish I could've had you on my team today." You say tilting your head. He blinks before pulling on a glove and pushing your face away. 

                "Stop that." He says as you chuckle. 

               "I'll be back." You tell him heading down the hall. 

                "Thanks for the warning." He calls before going back into his room. You go down to the kitchen, meeting Osamu and Bokuto who was eyeing the chocolates that Osamu had just pulled out.

               "No Bokuto-senpai." Osamu frowns at him.

               "Just a little bit?" Bokuto pouts.

               "No." Osamu glares at him. 

               "Okay okay." Bokuto grumbles moving away but spotting you and lighting up. "___! Are you making snacks? I'm so hungry!" He whines hugging you.

                "I-I'll make you some." You manage.

                "I knew you would! You're amazing!" He gushes, rubbing his cheek against yours. 

                "You're such a softie, ___." Osamu teases. 

                "Shut it." You huff moving to start baking. "Three pans should do right?" You look at Osamu.

             "Yes." He nods. "I'll start on 'Tsumu's." He tells you. Before long the pans are in the oven and there is a small crowd outside of the kitchen peering in with hungry eyes.

              "Is this going to happen every time I make snacks?" You huff.

              "... Yes." Ryuu and Nishinoya nod.

              "... Yeah okay." You chuckle shaking your head. "Has Atsumu come out of his room yet?" You ask. They shake their heads in response. "Okay. I'll go talk to him." You decide, looking to Osamu.

               "Good luck." He tells you and you go back up stairs to Atsumu's door, pausing and looking at it. You scratch at it lightly, there's shuffling before there's a response close to the door.

               "Go away ___." He says. You blink and scratch again in response. "No." Scratch. Scratch. "What the heck. Go away." The annoyance in his voice fading. 

                "If anyone should be embarrassed here it's me." You huff putting your hands on your hips. "But to be honest if that was your way of getting to know me then I don't mind. If that's how your comfortable around me then that's fine too. I can understand that actually. Wish I could change into something else sometimes…. So open the door. We're friends whether you like it or not." 

               The door cracks open and he peers at you carefully. "You sure?"

               "I wouldn't be standing here if I wasn't." You reply bluntly. He opens the door more, seeming unsure. You offer a smile and pat his head. "Come on 'Tsumu. Osamu and I are making you a snack." You hum. He pauses before smiling.

                "That already sounds good." He says before following you down the stairs. 

              "Good timing." Osamu says, opening the oven to pull out the pans and setting them on the counter. 

              "Smells good." Atsumu breathes. 

              "Yep!" Nishinoya says, bouncing excitedly. 

              "Calm down. Nishinoya, you guys get that pan. This one is Atsumu's, and this one is Osamu's… Maybe I should've made something for Sakusa…" You put a knuckle to your chin.

              "There you go again…" Atsumu shakes his head. "He's still sick right? Just take him a bottle of water." 

              "He needs food too." 

              "Oh, I have an idea for that." Osamu says. "I actually started it." 

              "Osamu, you're the best." You gasp. 

              "You've been worrying about him all day. I felt I should help you a bit. Something tells me we would all get the same treatment." He smiles lightly, turning away. You help him finish making the food and take a plate up to Sakusa along with a brownie square. You tap the door with your foot and he soon opens the door, blinking at you before moving out of the way to let you in.

              "Osamu started it. So it's going to be really good." You chime.

              "I'll have to thank him later then." He says sitting at his desk as you set the food down on it. 

              "Yeah. He is so much sweeter than his brother." You comment, cupping his forehead with your left hand. "You're still a bit warm." You comment. 

              ".... Gloves." He says, looking at your hand in alarm as your arm becomes numb and you soon can't move. "___…" He sighs, shaking his head and eating. "You keep getting too comfortable and that will keep happening." He warns. He soon finishes eating and stands up, wiping his mouth before growing through a drawer and pulling out a spray bottle and spraying your hand. "Its still incomplete. But it should help the paralysis wear off faster." He informs, leaning back against the desk and looking at you. He pauses, changing his gloves and starting to poke your cheeks, lightly pinching them. 

           "Heh. I have the oddest urge to draw on your face right now."

           'Don't you dare.' You think eyes narrowing slightly.

            "Maybe I should do that to Atsumu, seems like a suitable punishment for using his quirk to cuddle up to you." He breathes smushing your face. The feeling was starting to return to your face now. 

              "You're having too much fun." You manage. 

              "Oh, it works…" He sits up, moving away to grab a notebook from his shelf and opening it to write it down. "You feel alright? Anything different?" He asks, coming over and looking you over.

             "I still can't move." You respond trying to move. 

             "Tell me when you can't feel." He says, trailing the end of his own from your cheek and down your neck.

              "It stopped at my shoulder." You tell him. He nods, poking your arm. "... Okay I'm starting to feel that too."  

              "So that time of the paralysis is cut significantly, but the time it takes for the effects to wear off is the same." He murmurs writing it down. "However this is only for my regular sweat…." He peers at another shelf that held categorized vials on it, some clearly different colors. 

               "Wait. There's different types you sweat?" You gasp.

               "Yes. They all have different effects, though there are a few I'm not sure of." He says lightly. 

               "You never tested them?" You raise an eyebrow.

               "I can't test them on myself." He shrugs. "And I don't know anyone that would willingly let me test--" He stops and suddenly fixes you with a stern gaze. "No."

               "Huh?.... Oh! Yeah I would volunteer…" You scratch your cheek and look away.

                "Seems you can move again." He comments writing in his notebook. "Don't concern yourself with my research. I can handle this myself."

                "Alright. But I will help if you need it." You inform.

                "I know… You've always been like that." He mutters.

                "Hm?" You tilt your head at that.

                "Nothing. Have you spoke to Tendo today? Its getting late." He states.

                "No. I should though. I'm glad you're feeling better, have a good night." You say briskly, grabbing the plates and heading out. Sakusa looks at the door for a moment before looking at his notebook. 

                "You too…"

                 After heading downstairs and helping with the dinner clean up, you try to call Tendo but there's no answer. 'Probably busy…' You think as you head to your room. 

              "Um.." A voice sounds as you pass Atsumu's room. You look over to find him shifting on his feet awkwardly. "Is it okay if…" He trails off unsure. 

              "Sure. I told you I don't mind. I'm kinda used to it already." You tell him knowingly. He relaxes and nods.

              "Alright cool. You going to bed now?"

              "Yeah. I'm sure Tendo will message me later."

*Meanwhile*

          "baki baki ni ore, nani wo? kokoro wo da yo～" Tendo sings to himself, peering at his phone. "Oh, ___ called me…"

           "We're not done here yet, put your phone away." Ushijima says, walking past him.

            "I know that. But ___ is a worrywort, I'll just send a goodnight text." He hums typing briskly.

            "What a mess you made Ushijima… Was this really necessary?" Semi complains.

            "Of course. To bring about fertile soil, you must clear the field of pests." Ushijima breathes.

            "Well too late for complaints now… Where were we?" Tendo peers about. "Oh right!... konagona ni kudake, nani wo? seishin wo da yo～"