[Shit, shaking him woke him up a bit, but he still looks like he's coming off a bad drug. Bakugo plops Minato on the bed and heads to the nearby table for some water. He grabs a bottle from one of the coolers, icy water dripping off his hand as it come free from the sloshing freezing cubes, then returns while twisting the lid off with a snap. Didn't feel any fever running through his head, so slapping the bottle against Minato's forehead won't do a damn thing. Best shove it into his mouth.
Which is more or less what he does. POMPH!!]
Shut up and drink. [Luckily for the other boy, Bakugo's between takes, so he's got a solid half an hour before they're ready for him again. Scenery change, technical set up, all that shit. Whatever this guy did, it's gotten him heavily affected. Is it contagious? Too late now.]
no subject
Which is more or less what he does. POMPH!!]
Shut up and drink. [Luckily for the other boy, Bakugo's between takes, so he's got a solid half an hour before they're ready for him again. Scenery change, technical set up, all that shit. Whatever this guy did, it's gotten him heavily affected. Is it contagious? Too late now.]
What were you doing before this?