MHA/BNHA react to For The Want of A Nail by Clouds part 1

D?ITHSP... 11 Kacchan

1A: Us!

Nejire: Anyone who's met him!

Joke: Anyone who's not a villain!

As soon as he deemed that Deku had learned his lesson, Katsuki stood up straight and looked down at the cowering nerd. Pathetic.

"I'm glad you didn't show your worthless face at the entrance exam, Deku." He said, "It seems you've finally learned your lesson about trying to be a hero." He gave one last kick, then turned to leave the alley, "Don't make me teach you again."

Mt. Lady: Oh no. What's going to happen on the first day of school?

Kamui: We'll worry about that later. Midoriya needs to go to a hospital.

Izuku dragged himself to the training gym he was meeting his friends at that afternoon, trying to ignore the nausea and the way his vision seemed to blur at the edges. They had all agreed to get together to see how he was coming along with his training, especially now that he was starting to add weapons. He wanted nothing more than to go home and sleep for a million years, but his discussion with Katsuki had already made him late. He couldn't disappoint his friends by not showing up at all.

Shiozaki: 'Discussion'?!

Gran Torino: Go get medical attention!

"Hey, Deku!" Joke cried out cheerfully when she heard the door open, "What took you so long?"

Deku tried to smile despite the pain in his cheek, but that soon turned into a frown when he saw the horrified looks on his friends' faces. Izuku knew he should know why they were so horrified, but his brain was too foggy to come up with anything.

Recovery Girl: Help him, quickly!

"...eku. Deku, can you hear me?" Eraserhead was kneeling in front of him and Izuku hissed as he touched the burn on his shoulder. Eraser yanked his hand away, but grabbed his other shoulder as Izuku started to sway. He was grateful for the support, since he felt like he was going to fall over any second.

"Hi, Eraser..." He tried to say, but it ended up coming out slurred and Izuku frowned in confusion. Why weren't words working the way they were supposed to? He didn't normally stutter around his friends.

Hagakure: Because you're injured!

"Joke, hold him, make sure he stays awake, I'm calling Recovery Girl."

Izuku brightened, "Recovery Girl is such a great hero," he slurred, "But I'm not that injured. I've had worse..."

Inko: No, that's even worse! Oh Izuku...

Joke looked afraid, "Kiddo... just, ramble for me. What do you like about Recovery Girl's quirk?"

Bakugo: Yeah, get him to rant, keep him awake!

Izuku nodded, but stopped when it felt like his head was about to split in two. He wanted to tell Joke about how the healing energy coming from the person's own stamina allowed the heroine to heal for hours with hardly any breaks, but for some reason his tongue felt really heavy. He was really tired.

"...iddo, you've... tta... ay aw..ke.... eku!"

Everyone: Midoriya!

For all that Shouta tried to deny it when the others implied he saw Deku as a son, he didn't think he'd ever been more terrified than when the kid had stumbled in with a massive bruise on his cheek and dirty tear tracks running down his face. The way he'd hissed in pain when Shouta tried to steady him broke his heart and drew his attention to his singed t-shirt and the shiny burns running up and down his arms.