There wasn't much to do in the clinic. Afterall, it was just supposed to be where you were tended to and rested up. Not much excitement there.
Katsuki didn't even have his phone. Damn. He took a nap and then waited in silence for a few minutes before Snipe came by. He rested his hands on the holsters of his guns. "Ready, Kid?" He asked.
Bakugo shook his head. He wasn't hungry. Truly, he wasn't. But it did seem odd since he didn't eat anything last night that he could remember.
"Kid? Kid—" Snipe snapped in front of his face.
"I'm not hungry." Katsuki responded.
Snipe sighed. "You need to make some improvements. Get ready and wash up. I'll be waiting in the hallway. You've got ten minutes. Breakfast was an hour ago, but there's some food set aside for you in the break room."
Bakugo realized that he was still wearing his night attire, but was strangely without underwear. Recovery Girl must have changed him when he was knocked out with Midnight Sensei's sleep spell. His face burned bright red and he grabbed his uniform from the end of his bed, ignoring the sticky note on it. He washed his hair and rubbed a bar of hospital soap over his shoulders and abdomen before rinsing off and getting changed. Aggressively, he towled off his hair and picked up the sticky note. It was from Aizawa, excusing him from class.
Tentatively, Bakugo followed Snipe and listened to him talk, but wasn't necessarily listening. He was anxious and waited patiently as the door was unlocked to the staff room. When he walked in, a handful of teachers were working. Many had their own offices, but it was here that the printer and copier were and it was here that they got to relax. A few looked at Bakugo and said nothing. Snipe handed him his breakfast. He was offered a chance to go to the gym with All Might that afternoon at 1 o'clock.
"Why now?" Katsuki asked.
All Might sat down with a cup of tea. "You've been changing yourself into your diapers at night without fighting the staff and we think that getting to get some energy out safely would be a good reward. That and I know you were unprepared for Todoroki's psych evaluation. I'm sorry no one told you earlier." All Might confessed. "We knew that you would have to deal with it and I wanted to personally apologize that you have to keep another secret, this time for young Shoto. We are telling the students nothing at the current time. If he is admitted, We will say he is on a work study."
"A work study?" Bakugo asked.
All Might nodded.
They talked for an hour before Katsuki asked for permission to use a treadmill and lift for a bit. He had gotten into dead-lifting and wanted to try to move up in weights. All Might warned against it, as he hadn't been in the gym for two weeks and when Bakugo torqued his back, he received a heavy sigh and swat on the bottom with a clipboard, before being brought to Recovery Girl, whom was not thrilled to see the boy again, but had more mercy this time.
Lunch was served and Bakugo joined Kirishima and Kaminari in the cafeteria.
"Dude, where were you?" Eijirio asked.
"We were all worried that something happened." Denki added.
Bakugo swallowed and took a sip of water as he shrugged. "Torqued my back, dead lifting. I'm on bed rest, but I gotta eat, so here I am."
Suddenly, Katsuki felt himself getting nervous; he hadn't explained why he was out of the gym for so long, either. It's not like he could explain that he wore diapers and was punished for a rash, he gave himself. Brought to his attention, too, was the loud sounds of the cafeteria and quickly onset anxiety seeping into his bones. He made an excuse, got up, and dashed out. Present Mic was waiting outside the cafeteria for him, early, for a 15 minute check, when Bakugo ran out. Quickly, Mic caught him by the back of his shirt.
"Bakugo, what's wrong?" Mic Sensei asked, kindly.
"I-I-I gotta go." Katsuki said, feeling his knees get weaker by the heartbeat.
Aizawa Sensei came stalking up to the pair. He had previously been monitoring the cafeteria. "What's wrong?"
Hizashi Yamada was lost. Katsuki seemed fine five minutes ago? Together, Aizawa and Yamada Senseis walked Bakugo to the infirmary. Recovery Girl took one look at the pale teen and tsk'd.
"The poor boy is having a panic attack. I'll give him a sedative." She decreed, before leaving to fix an intramuscular shot.
While she was gone, however, Hizashi had to leave to meet with Echtoplasm, whom had picked somebody up from a cab service and was bringing outpatient charts.
Todoroki.
Shoto appeared calm but exhausted and was returned to the same bed in the room that Bakugo had been in repeatedly since last night. He took a seat and unzipped his backpack.
"Here. They gave me this." He said, showing an orange prescription bottle to Aizawa. "It's only as needed. I won't need it."
Katsuki was still trying to calm down.
"When did you last take one?" Aizawa asked, turning around the bottle in his hand. "These are sedatives. That means you're going to sleep."
Shoto stifled a yawn. He shook his head and looked up. "Over an hour ago. I told you- I don't want to go to the hospital and I'm pledged for safety. I'll tell you if I feel badly."
"You need to change then if you're taking a nap, young man." Recovery Girl warned. She turned back to Bakugo, needle in hand, and asked for him to roll to his side. She heeded access to the biggest muscle, which happens to be his glute. Aizawa kept watch of Shoto, while Yamada closed the curtain between the two boys.
"Give yourself a hug." Present Mic told Bakugo. "And just relax. I need to access below your back for the shot."
Hizashi lightly pulled down the waistband of Katsuki's shorts and then the needle was injected for three seconds before being removed and the boy was covered with a sheet. Aizawa popped his head over. "You need to change too, you're taking a nap."
Both Bakugo and Todoroki objected to wearing a diaper. It was at the threat of a spanking that they both changed behind their curtains and fell asleep. Tomorrow was another school day. They could try again tomorrow. Until then, Momo Yaoyoruzu was taking notes for any absent students.
Aizawa sighed as he walked out of the clinic with Yamada Sensei.
"Mic, promise me that we are never having children." He said, seriously.
Hizashi laughed. "Only five."
"Great." Shota said. "New promise: we are never having stubborn children."
"Hm. Yeah. I already have your stubbornness in my life." Mic smiled. "May I hold your hand?" He asked.
"I don't know that we're there yet." Eraserhead admitted.
"We've done more than hold hands, and you know what I mean." Hizashi laughed.
"That's kinda gay." Aizawa smirked.
"That's why I married you." Hizashi stated. He ended up putting his hands in his pockets. 'You're right. No adopting stubborn children. You ARE one."
Aizawa looked over. "Love you."
Hizashi blushed. "Love you, too."