#groundzero snzfics

Another day at the station 21, Nigel slinked down the steps with sleep still in his eyes and brown hair tousled in every direction. His head felt heavy, and his whole body ached, but he was more willing to say it was just ‘training soreness’ even if his nose felt completely blocked. Making it to the steps, he’s immediately greeted by his fellow firemen, who are also sleepy but still a little more awake as they brew their coffee, chew on meat sticks, and play on their phones or watch the news.

“Ey look a live kid,” one of them said. Immediately, Nigel's half-lidded eyes opened, and he did his best to look more alert as he muttered a soft “yes sir?”

“See, we didn’t brutalize you too bad this week, told ya we wouldn’t kill ya” Said one as he took a swig of his coffee. Another- Abel- came up behind Nigel and wrapped his bicep around his upper body to trap him and mess up his hair.

“Maybe we ain’t going hard enough, West, he can take some more, I’m sure.” Nigel flinched and grimaced but didn’t fight Abel off much and just dragged himself over to the ‘kids table’ in the back corner of the kitchen when he was let go. He plopped down and put his head in his arms, shuddering hard when the cold wood of the table touched his cheek. With his head down, he felt the congestion move, which caused an awful prickling sensation in his sinuses. He snorted thickly and scrunched up his nose, which temporarily ridded it.

During breakfast, he managed to grab a small bite to eat and downed a bit of coffee. Another person walked into the kitchen. He had black hair that peaked out of his beanie that donned the station’s logo, a short beard and stache, a station company quarter zip, blue tactical pants, a blue backpack, and black duty boots.

“Morning ya’ll” He greeted. The firemen waved at him as they shoveled food into their mouths as if they’d been starving all day and night.

“Ey its the passenger princess!” West pointed at an empty seat, and the man sat down. Morgan Freight, one of their paramedics. Nigel didn’t work with Morgan much directly unless it was dragging victims over to him; he had run 2 calls with him on the ambulance, but not much since. Morgan usually had another older fire medic on board. However, when Nigel started to doze off, Morgan knocked on the table gently to wake him up and told him.

“Ey you’re on the medic with me, when I’m done, we gotta check the back, alright.” Nigel absent-mindedly nodded and laid his head back down “Oh shit, Morgan’s got the probie today?” West snickered, Abel laughed. “Damn, dude’s gonna make the kid soft.” “Meh means when he’s not busy, he’s gonna be training with us, two words, ladder mase.” Nigel bit back a groan.

Nigel didn’t get to rest his head much, as soon as the guys could, they put him on dishwashing duty, which wasn’t anything new. The steam from the hot sink water was sure loosening up the wall of congestion, which meant a lot of sniffling and rubbing his nose into his sweatshirt.

Finally, Morgan called him over.

“Truck check”

Nigel stuffed a few napkins into his pockets after using one to hastily wipe at his nose before heading down the hall to the garage bay. In the bay, he’s greeted by the chilly fall turning winter air and bright sun through the open garage. Morgan opened the doors and handed Nigel a sheet of paper.

“Check everything off that’s stocked. If you find something we’re low on or don’t have, go and get it from the stashroom and sign it out. Do you know how to do that?” His voice was still a bit gravely from sleep. Nigel nodded and took the paper as he climbed in.

“Yes, sir,” Morgan nods approvingly and sits on the center seat to set down his book bag and empty it out. “Good, I like my rig set up a certain way, bags, iv set up stuff, and anything that’ll prick ya should be on the side you’re on. When you’re done checking that, check our oxygen tanks, will ya?”

Once again, Nigel nodded as he opened the little cabinets and boxes and used the pen attached to the clipboard and paper to record everything. They were silent for a little while; the sounds of wet sniffles, coughs, feet shuffling around, and cabinets opening and closing filled it. The up and down motion was making that congestion shift around more than Nigel’s body liked. That prickle turned into a tickle he tried to rub away, but of course, it had to ruin the number one probie rule. Not a sound besides ‘yes, sir’ unless it’ll kill someone.’

He tried to quiet it as much as he possibly could, hurriedly dropping a saline bag onto the work bench to grab at his nose by the second sneeze as the first escaped him. “HhNGgsshhuhw HhNGgsshhuhw! Huhhh HHhNGgknnk!” The ambulance rocked a little from the motion, but Nigel prayed silently that Morgan wouldn’t comment as he fished out a napkin from his pocket.

“Bless you, you alright?” It took a second for Nigel to get his words out but he managed “Ye-yes sir, sorry.” Morgan just chuckled and shook his head. “No worries, ain’t nothing to be sorry for.”

They finished their check, cleaned the inside, and Nigel ran to grab his book bag and plopped it inside the front cab. Right as Morgan and him started to walk away, the tone went off. The speaker's lights flashed a single red bar, and a robotic voice bellowed.

“Ambulance 21 respond. Ill person; trouble breathing.” Morgan took out his phone and checked their app for more information, huffing as he headed towards the driver’s seat. “Welp, let's do it!” He called out. Nigel jumped into the passenger seat, and they drove off with lights and sirens blaring down the road.

It was barely 8 am, and they were on their way. Nigel got out his phone to see what the app said. ‘Adult patient with flu symptoms, chief complaint of trouble breathing and fever.” Well this would be his first.

“You ever ran a med call after your schooling?” Morgan asked “Twice but its been’d abit” Nigel admitted sheepishly, snuffling and rubbing his nose onto his wrist.

“Well, lucky you, this’ll be your call, it's a BLS, so unless shit hits the fan, they’re all yours.” Morgan grinned as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and weaved through traffic. Nigel shrank a little in his seat and started going over the notes he had. Morgan seemed to sense the nervousness.

“Ey, i’ll step in first okay. You remember your XABCs? And assessment?” It took a second for it to process but Nigel nodded.

“Yes, sir, primary, history, and second.” “Good, good, if they’re altered, what's the first thing you wanna check after XABC?” “Blood sugar?” Nigel guessed, and Morgan grinned as he leaned up in his seat to look over the dashboard.

“Yeah, you’ll be fine, you got this. Also, you ain’t gotta call me ‘sir’ like that, I ain’t that strict or that old.” Nigel nodded and sighed hard, his shoulders lowered a bit.

When they arrived at the home, the men hopped out of the truck. Nigel shoved his notebook in his pockets and shivered hard. The cold air stung his throat and nose and reminded him of yesterday’s training. Hose work, and let's just say it got wet, by that I mean the guys decided Nigel needed to ‘cool off’. Now he was sniffling, sneezy, and sore, and all he wanted to do was crawl back into bed.

He grabbed the stretcher, loaded their gear on it, and towed it to the front door. Morgan got the door open quickly, and they walked in to see the Patient on the floor, sitting on the steps. A young woman in her fluffy bathrobe, hair in a messy bun. She was hunched over, shivering, her face flushed, her hands clutching the bathrobe. Morgan introduced them to the woman.

“Ello ma’am, I’m Morgan, this is Nigel, a medic and EMT with the fire department. What seems to be the problem?” Nigel gave a shy wave from behind as Morgan crouched down to the woman.

She weakly tells them she’s had the flu for a few days, her fever hasn’t broken and her chest feels tight. Morgan nodded understandingly as he fished a set of gloves from his pockets and pulled them on. Nigel dug some out from his bag and put them on his.

“Mind if we set you up with some oxygen?” Morgan asks. She nods. He steps back, pats Nigel on the shoulder, and whispers. “I grab the stuff you talk with her,” Nigel agreed, crouching toward her. However, just as he did, the congestion shifted, and he stifled, barely in time. But that also made him tumble onto his ass and hit his head against the wall. He winced at the sharp pain ringing through his head.

“You good?” Morgan asked. Nigel scrambled to his feet with a nod as he rubbed the back of his head with a few sniffles.

“Yeah, yeah, mb’good.” He turned his attention back to the patient. It didn’t take a doctor to know she wasn’t doing so hot. After getting some history, hooking her up to the monitor, and taking her temperature, they got her on the cot, and away they went. Nigel’s heart did sink to his ass a little bit when he saw ‘103’ on the thermometer screen.

Nigel drove this time, since the poor women needed an IV and that wasn’t something he was allowed to give, along with some other things. Being in the driver’s seat always made him nervous; everything always felt wrong, and he was still learning how to drive it. And today was not the day for a driving lesson. He could feel his nose trying to run down to his upper lip, the sirens drowned out his sniffling. All the sniffling was dragging the snot inside against the sensitive insides of his nose, though, and it was causing small tickles he knew would not be a fun clean up if one managed to grow bigger than that. It also made him want to rub his nose off his face.

When they arrived at the hospital in the ambulance entrance, he hopped out to help bring their patient inside. The hospital wasn’t much warmer than the weather outside, well, at least it wasn’t raining today. A small collection of nurses came out from their station as Morgan called out.

“Got a 27-year-old woman, with the flu, difficulty breathing, chest tightness, temperature of 103 both on scene, and en route, I gave IV saline and tried passive cool down, temp’s not budging, and she’s getting altered. Sats got a little better with oxygen, but it's still not great!” Nigel barely registered anything after that; it was a blur of people coming in and out, commands and equipment being shuffled around. The next thing he knew he was out in the hall with Morgan.

“Alright, let's go, gotta decom the back,” Morgan said with a head tilt towards the automatic doors as he pulled the stretcher from behind. Nigel nodded, finally zoning back in.

In the back, they got to disinfect their gear. The faint chemical scent of the wipes seemed to be the one thing Nigel’s nose needed to send it over the edge. He tried to lean away from any of the cabinets as his breath hitched; there was no need to whack his head on anything else. His free hand fiddled around to grab any napkins he stashed away earlier; he just barely pulled a shaky napkin-clad hand to his face in time.

“HeEH! HhPNkksshhhh! Hehhh! Heh! Heieeeh! HhPNkksshhhh! HhPNkksshhhh! hH’atzzZSChhihhww!” Each sneeze rocked the ambulance and bent the poor guy forward even as he tried to hold onto something. He grimaced when he noticed how soaked his hand felt; those napkins barely protected his hands from the spray, let alone the strands of snot that dripped down.

“Bless you! You alright over there?” Morgan asked with surprise, Nigel blushed hard and nodded while he tried to clean himself up. Only to wince at how rough those napkins felt against his nose. When he tried to speak, his sore throat interrupted his chances with a round of scratchy coughs.

“I’mb fide i’mb fide sdrrff sdrck ugh kofff koff koff! Ow!” When he finally regained some composure, he heard the sounds of cabinets opening and closing then a soft ‘thunk’. When he finally gets his eyes open, there’s a small box of tissues.

“Here, sure sounds like you’ll need’em, ain’t much but we can stop by the store and get some more.” Morgan offered. Nigel turned almost bright red, and hesitation filled him while he tried to get himself to apologize and insist it was nothing. Morgan wasn’t having it, though. He patted Nigel softly on the shoulder and rubbed his thumb against his collarbone in a comforting way as he assured him.

“Ey its fine, plenty of us get sick. We take care of so many of the sick civies who act like covering their mouth is an option that it's no surprise. Trust me, been sick plenty, no shame in it.” Finally, Nigel took the offer and snatched up a few tissues to clean up the remaining mess left behind and blow his nose. God, those tissues were shitty at containing it all. He tossed them into the trash and took a steady breath and sighed.

“Better?” Morgan asked, Nigel nodded.

When they hopped back into the cab of the ambulance, Morgan took the driver’s seat again and drove out of the lot.

“How long have you been sick?” He asked, Nigel shrugged, and muttered.

“Felt a lil bad last night.” Morgan raised a brow and asked what all that all meant and what he had been doing yesterday. Nigel thought about it.

“Just felt really tired, throat hurt a little, sdff sdrff but I thought it was just frob training and running calls, ya know. They had bme doing stair climb, forcible entry and hose work…hose work did idvolve gettig power washed though.” Morgan chuckled “Sounds like they had you working hard as hell. How long’s your shift?” “Uh 72hrs, its by last day of bmy shift.” Morgan nodded. “Good, you’re gonna really need the rest. How long ya off?” “48hr” “Ouch, if you’re not better by the start of 2nd day, call off, better to call off as early as ya can, better shot at them being able to bring in a replacement for the day.” Nigel nodded at the advice. “Sounds like a pretty bad cold. You take anything for it?” “Dnot since last dnight, took some Aleve for the soreness.” “You got a temperature?” “…..” Silence. Morgan sighed and shook his head. “You really are new, rookie mistake, not doing a supply run, hell ya could’ve doordashed some DayQuil, man!” Morgan didn’t actually seem angry; there was a slight smile and lightness to his voice as he drummed his thumbs on the wheel at the right light.

“We’re doing a supply run, ain’t having my favorite EMT die on me.” Nigel quickly tried to refuse, dismissing the ‘favorite emt’ comment.

“Dno dno its fide, I cad manage, there’s probably stuff in the bathrooms right?” Morgan laughed loudly this time and started driving again.

“Oh, you really don’t get it, do ya? I know these guys, that cabinet has more cobwebs than toothpaste, let alone an Advil! Sure in the emergency ‘West made dinner’ bag, there’s some Pepto and Advil, but that’s about it. I’ve been needing to stock up on our stuff anyway.”

“There are things to getting through a sick day or week at the station.” Morgan started. Nigel curled up in his seat as a chill ran down his spine.

“ 1: as soon as you start feeling like you got ran over by the ambulance, you DoorDash or go supply shopping, hell send someone out if ya got the rank, and well you don’t. 2: Don’t try a hot shower, you’ll never get the chance. You use a loophole and either heat up a pot on the stove or turn the shower on, but don’t get in it, let it heat fill the bathroom instead. 3:chicken noodle soup. Or ramen as much as you can make and eat, busy call day cup-o-noodles. 4: travel pack of tissues. Pack of tissues in one pocket, the other pocket is your ‘trash pocket’ till you can empty it, and 5: you tell one person, who won't tell the whole damn station. Gossip is more contagious than that cold you’ve got.”

Nigel nodded along as he listened. It was a lot to keep up with, but he’d sure try.

They pulled into a small store and went inside. It wasn’t anything special, just a little store that had the basics. First stop was the cold and flu aisle. Morgan grabbed a couple of boxes of tissues, more than Nigel at first thought was necessary, till morgan explained.

“That cold's gonna go around like wildfire, might as well get as many as I can now so I don’t gotta worry about it later.” Nigel went over and picked up a few travel pack boxes of tissues and dropped them into the cart. Morgan wandered over a few feet away and came back with multiple different pack and bottles of medicine. “Woah thats alot” Nigel commented. Morgan chuckled and set the items into the cart.

“Yeah, well, the guys tend to be lil babies around medicine. West hates liquid medicine so I get the gel pill form, Clayten would rather die than swallow pills, and Castle gets the worst fevers. The rest of them sort themselves out for the most part.” He then grabbed an Advil half and joked.

“This is the only thing getting me through it.”

Eventually, they left that aisle and started to head towards the soup aisle; however, Morgan suddenly stopped and turned the cart towards the main aisle.

“We’re gonna get a call soon, better pay for these now, we can come back for food later.” Nigel looked at him skeptically. Could someone really guess when they were about to get a call? “How do you know that?” He asked as Morgan started to speed walk towards checkout. “It happens every time.” The paramedic answered matter-of-factly.

Right as they started to load the front of the cab, as Morgan predicted, their phones went off. Nigel looked at it, and Morgan cursed. “Shit, trouble breathing, possible unresponsive.” They hopped into their seats, turned on their lights and sirens, and sped out of the parking lot.

From then on, they barely had the time to go back to the station until 6 PM. By then, Nigel was absolutely exhausted and wanted nothing more than to flop into bed. He dragged his feet into the station alongside Morgan, who carried in most of the groceries. They were met by the smell of taco night and the sound of the guys jeering at the TV that played jeopardy.

“We’re back!” Morgan called out. “Ey there you guys are, its been nothing but med calls today” Abel pointed out, Morgan nodded and handed a bag to Nigel and gently told him.

“Take those and go lay down for a bit, I’ll heat up some soup.” Nigel looked in the bag and nodded, but West wasn’t gonna let him get very far without some teasing. A heavy hand ruffled roughly through his sweaty brown hair. “Aw shit, Morgan must’ve worked you hard, you look like shit kid. Didn’t know ol morgan had it in’im” Nigel tried to walk off without a word, but Wes wasn’t done.

“Nuh-uh, rookie, you’re on dish duty, you know that.” Morgan pushed West’s hand off Nigel.

“No, he doesn’t, he’s going to go sit down. It won't kill you to stop dodging your chores yourself, Wes, you’ve ‘made trade’ with almost all of us and haven’t lived up to your end of the deal.” While the two went back and forth, Nigel tried to fight off the buzzing, burning, prickling sensation in his nose from the congestion shifting around when his nose got runny. He was way too tired; he rubbed and pressed lazily at his damp nostrils. When he knew it wouldn’t be any use, he pulled a few tissues from the box in the bag he had managed to open on the way to one of their patients.

He brought up a shaky handful of tissues to his face as he hitched and dove into them with an incredibly wet fit.

“ Hehh! Heh! Haah! hH’atzzZSChhihhww! HHUh!! HhEdssSCHHhheeoo! HhEdssSCHHhhemmmph! EHh!EdssSCHHhhuummmph!” Nigel grimaced as he felt the mess soak into his hand, but his poor sinuses finally felt just the hint of relief from getting it out. He didn’t even care anymore; he just grabbed more tissues to mop up what was in his hand and pressed more to his face as he announced. “I’mb goig to by roomb” and trudged out of the kitchen.

In his room, he kicked off his shoes and flopped onto the bed. He didn’t care that he’d be leaving in 2 hours; he just wanted to lie down. His whole body was killing him. His head pounded, his throat was raw, his bones and muscles ached horribly, and the relief of being off his feet was just a small bliss that he decided to accept as the only good thing he had right now. His sinuses throbbed from being so full, the underside of his nose burned from the constant rubbing, it was HELL!

Just the thought of getting up to pack his stuff to leave made him want to be knocked unconscious. Sure, he’d love to be in his own little apartment, in his own bed away from others, but he was worn out! He rolled onto his side and curled up on top of the covers, knowing he’d be cold no matter what, and he’d have to pack them up anyway.

When he rolled over the soft but still audible-for him- squeltch and squish of the congestion shifting and seeping down his sinuses and nose brought that tickle from earlier back, and his body was determined to get this cold out of him. He lazily pulled a few tissues to his twitching, tender red nostrils as he hitched towards sneezes that made a mess overflow the tissues and drip onto the bedding.

“HhEdssSCHHhheeoo!! HhEdssSCHHhhemmmmphh! Heh Hehh Hh! EdssSCHHhhmmph ugh fugkhih! atzzZSChhihhww!”

Nigel didn’t know how long it had really been til there was a knock on his door. He managed a rough, congested. “Cobe id”

Then Morgan’s gentle voice alerted him. “Hey I made some soup, I put it in some tupperware in case you weren’t in the mood to eat yet. You could take it home.” Nigel sat up slowly, his face scrunched at the movement and he sneezed almost immediately into his hands.

“Ugh, sorry, and thagks” He grabbed tissues to clean himself up again, after a harsh nose blow, he took the bowl of soup. Finally, he could get something on his stomach. The warmth of the soup spread throughout his core and ceased his chills as he ate.

“You did good today,” Morgan commented. Nigel looked up for a moment. Morgan laughed a little at the ‘huh’ look on his face.

“You did real well, sure you’re a lil clunky when ya first start with the patient, but you pulled through.” Nigel couldn’t tell if it was the soup or the compliments that made his cheeks feel hot Morgan outstretched his hand and pressed the back of it to Nigel’s forehead and tsk’d “I’ll handle most of the reports for today. You focus on getting some rest, I’ll text you the other ones you can do when you’re up for it.”

Nigel wanted to say he could do more than ‘afew’ but after today, he knew it was better to take the offer for a break.

This had to be the worst time to get sick! It's summer in Japan and it's the hottest time of year too. The temperature seemed to be rising just as much as the emergencies they had to attend to. The heroes were working over time with not only usual casualties but heat related emergencies some were doing better than others.

“HET’kgnkh! Fuck!” “Bless you, you sure you’re alright Kaachan?” “Yeah yeah I’mb fide deku.” “You’re not fine Kaachan, you’re sick, and I know its not easy for you to be out here in this heat” “HAh?! The hell did you get that from? I’mb not fuckig sick!” The blond loudly protested, Izuku countered his claims.

“You’ve been sneezing and coughing all day, and I know you, you’re not allergic to much besides you’ve been like that since we woke up. Not to mention its hot as hell out here, you shouldn’t be out here! You already have a record for passing out.” “I do dnot have a record” “Yes you do, you pass out when you overheat from quirk use. With it being so hot out here you could get heat stroke!” “I’m dnot godda..hhah goddaahh hah HAT’CHIEW! snrrffs Get heat stroke, d’nerd” Izuku sighed and handed him a water bottle he kept in the cooler bag he was carrying.

“At least drink this, sick or not ya still need water”

The day went on and on and the sun rose higher and higher, high noon was the worst. Not a cloud in the sky and the pavement felt like it could melt your shoes right off your feet with the sun beating down on them! Katsuki wasn’t going to admit to it but he was feeling worse than usual. This really was the worst time to be sick but he couldn’t call off, it was an all hands on deck shift for now! That didn’t mean his constant sniffling, snorting, coughing, and sneezing didn’t go unnoticed.

His group had just finished with a person who was trapped underneath a 4 car pile up. When his vision began to fade in and out, his body felt weak and the heat was starting to get to him. His congested panting didn’t stop as his chest felt tighter.

“Can’t wait to get out of this heat!” “Yeah, getting back to the agency's AC is gonna be heaven!” “Fuck i might stop at the ice cream store anyone wanna come with?” “Hell yeah I do, hey blasty you wanna come with?” Asked Eijirou, he looked behind himself to see that the blond was much farther behind them. Dragging his feet and rubbing at his runny nose he was just barely trudging along. This made a wave of worry wash over them.

“Kaachan? You okay?” Deku went back to him and the closer he got the louder the alarm bells in his head rang! Face a tacky pasty pinkish red, his breathing was labored and ragged.

When Katsuki was just in arms reach the only words he could get out were.

“I don’t feel so good” Before he collapsed heading straight for the ground! Izuku made haste to catch him and felt his face cursing.

“Holy shit he’s burning up!” Adjusting his hold on the blond he practically sprinted to the rescue truck while telling the others to hurry up. Eijirou was right behind him with the keys, when they all got to the truck Eijirou went speeding off to the agency. They all knew taking Katsuki too a hospital wouldn’t go well all of them were most likely busy anyways. Izuku had them crank on the AC as he disrobed the blond of his hero costume. He at least let him in his pants for the time being.

When they got to the agency Izuku carried the blond inside and sighed, feeling the coolness of the building hit him. He lugged the blond’s body into the large bathroom and stripped him completely while he filled up the bathtub. He knew that the blond was gonna hate him for this but it had to be done, he lowered the man into the cold water of the bath and made sure he was sat up against the walls. He set down his own hero gear medical bags near the edge and sat with his feet in the water. If this felt good to him then he knew this would surely bring Katsuki’s temperature down.

It had taken all but 4 minutes for Katsuki to stir. The flushness in his face had gone down significantly which was an indication of his temperature lowering.

“Hmmb?” Eyes fluttering as he regained consciousness, Katsuki looked around and lazily asked what happened.

“You passed out from heat exhaustion bordering on stroke from most likely a fever and being out for too long.” Katsuki grumbled slightly before noticing how cold he suddenly was. A shudder ran up his spine right before his breath started hitching. Pulling his hands out of the water he grabbed at his nose to stifle.

Hat-Kngnk! Ht’chiew! Kngxt! At’kngk! Ugh shit its fr-freezig!” “Don’t stifle them, Kaachan you’re just gonna make it worse, and good, I’m trying to get your temperature down.” The green haired hero scolded lightly, Katsuki whined and rubbed harshly at his nose with was turning an angry red color.

“Ugh cad I get out dnow?” Izuku reached for the thermometer and held it to the blonds lips.

“Let's get a number on your temperature and we’ll see.” Begrudgingly Katuki kept the tool under his tongue while continuing to rub and scratch at his nose. Izuku knew there wasn’t a point in making him stop, not like his body wouldn't seek revenge.

When the thermometer beeped, Izuku slid the tool out of Katsuki’s mouth and smiled.

“37C(100F) yup you can get out, the rest will go down as long as you rest.” Izuku quickly grabbed a towel as Katsuki got out of the water.

“G-good that sh-shit is cuuhh huh HAASSTTIIIEW!” Splaaaassh! Before Katsuki could even gain stable footing, it was one sneeze and he fell right back into the water. It took everything in Izuku to not double over with laughter. Sputtering and coughing while hurling profanities, Katsuki made his way back out of the bath with Izuku’s help this time.

“Bless you Kaachan, lets get you dried off and dressed, you can go lie down on the couch alright.” Wrapping himself up in a towel to dry off, Katsuki nodded and took the spare clothes.

Now here he was curled up on the lounge couch sneezing into said towel.

“HAASTIIIEW! Hhah! HAH’SSHIIEW!”

“Damn bless you dude, you feeling any better? Ya gave us a heart attack ya know!” Asked Kirishima, Katsuki rolled his eyes and grumpily blew his nose into the towel.

“I’mb fucking fine, judge over heateehh hehh HETCHIEW! Heated guh” Then Izuku came over with a popsicle and to ruin his pride.

“Kaachan you caught a cold and over gave yourself heat exhaustion.” The blond gave a low growl at him but was quickly interrupted by his sore throat.

“Don’t growl at me. Take the popsicle. You need something to keep your temperature down, as well as fluids and sugar, this is the best combination.” Izuku nagged as he handed the popsicle to the blond then playfully ruffled his damp hair. Katsuki took the frozen treat and sighed, it did help his throat but damn was it cold and sure maybe it was the fever giving him chills but it was making him shiver.

“Fucking hell its cold!” He whined, Izuku chuckled softly and grabbed one of the throw blankets.

“Here, I don’t want you over heating. You’ve most likely got bad chills. Try to get some rest alright.” He says as he stands up from his spot on the arm of the couch.

“Where are you goig?” “To get ice cream of course, its hella hot out!” Eijirou grinned as Izuku jingled the keys in front of him.

It was the first spring in the Garden of Eden, Adam and Lilith were exploring their world after such a harsh winter. The sky was a bright blue, the air warm with the sun shining down with no cloud sight. The garden had started to revive itself now that winter had ended and with that. Many plants, animals, and flowers were making themselves known during this time of year.

“Oh Adam look at these flowers, they’re so pretty!” Lilith exclaimed as she tugged the brown-haired man into the garden’s alcove seeing the bright colors of the flora. Adam followed her and smiled seeing the plants, they were pretty.

“Ooh, this one has a different pattern than before the winter!” The woman pointed out as she knelt to admire them. Her hand delicately brushed through a small bushel of hyacinths causing a tuff of golden pollen to rise into the air. This seemed to irritate Adam’s nose in a way he wasn’t all that used to. He made a soft noise and rubbed at the underside of his nose to make it go away but. It wasn’t making things better, and before he could truly process what happened he-

“Hehh! HH'ETSHHIIEW!” That sound sure made both him and Lilith jump, the woman had practically fallen on her bare bottom from being startled by the noise.

“Wh-what was that?” Adam shrugged a mixture of confusion and fear washed over him as he rubbed at his nose.

“I don’t know…” He gave a soft sniffle which seemed to kick-start the sensation again.

“Hehh! HH'ETSHHIIEW!” Lilith stared at the man sharing the same confused yet scared look on her face she asked again what that was, and like before Adam answered that he didn’t know.

“A-Are you okay?” She asked, Adam shrugged and rubbed at his nose.

“Yeah I think so, my nose just feels weird” She got up from her spot on the ground and approached him.

“Weird how? What’s it feel like?” Scrunched up his nose and wriggling it around he tried to describe it.

“I-itchy, my nose feels li-like its buzzing, and ki-kihh heh! Hehh! HH'ETSHHIIEW!” Once again Lilith jumped in surprise, who could blame her? She had never heard Adam make that noise before and it was loud!

“A-Are we cursed? Are we gonna die?” “I don’t know, i hope not” Adam replied nervously while harshly scrubbing at his nose.

“Make this weird feeling stop, my nose feels like it's on fire” Letting out a little giggle, Lilith gets closer to Adam pulling him towards him and poking him in the nose.

“Your nose is moving around like a bunny” Adam blushes at this but is interrupted by that awful sound again

“HH'ETSHHIIEW!” Lilith moved her hands to cover her ears at the sound while Adam had to hold onto her to stabilize himself, he could tell he was gonna do it again.

“Wh-why c-caah hah cad’t I stuhh huh! Heh!HH'ETSHHIIEW! HH'ETSHHIIEW!! Stop’b?!”

Lilith shrugged with concern wondering what would possibly be happening for Adam to react like this.

“Bless you young ones” Said a booming voice, although sudden it was recognizable.

“God?” Both humans questioned in unity.

“Yes it is me, do not fret, nothing bad will come of this, you are not dying” God reassured, Lilith sighed n relief at this statement but then asked him

“Why is this happening?” There was a soft chuckle from the heavens before the being answered her question.

“What Adam is experiencing will not harm him gravely. He is just sneezing, it is something I put into your design it is a way for your body to get things that irritate your nose out of it.” Listening to their creator their confusion washed away momentarily but now they were wondering what would cause this reaction. They hadn’t done anything for this to happen except explore the garden.

“Is this a consequence for exploring the garden, sir?” “Oh dear no, this isn’t a consequence just merely a design choice.” Adam managed to catch another sneeze into his hand thought this time it was more than one.

“HH'ETSHHIIEW! HH'ETSHHIIEW! EED’SSHIIEEW!” Moving his hands away from his face, his eyes were watery, and his nose turning an irritated pinkish red and leaking like a broken faucet.

“Bless you again, my you must be allergic to something in the garden”

“Ah-what?” Again another roaring chuckle came from the immortal at his human’s innocence on the subject.

“Allergic, it is when your body has an over-reaction to something in its environment.” He says trying to simplify its meaning, Adam gives wet sounding sniffle while rubbing at his nose again.

“How do I mb-bmake it stuuh stop?” “Go into the river and cleanse your body, it should wash off whatever is irritating you” Commanded God, nodding, Lilith took Adam by the hand and led him away from the floral cove. The entire way there Adam continued to sneeze, sniffle, and snuffle. Lilith was never one to question their creator but she did hope that his advice would work. Soon the sound of rushing water grew louder and louder almost crashing and drowning out Adam’s sneezing.

“Alright we’re here Adam” She announces and moves pasted the bushes she lets go of his hand as she makes her way toward the water. Just as she dipped her foot into the water she smiled, compared to the month before the water was much warmer with the sun’s light. Setting her self down on a rock beneath the water she beckoned for her love to join her.

“Come on in Adam, the water feels great!” She waved her hands in the water splashing around excitedly. Adam stepped down the rocks though just as he was making his way down the awful buzzing feeling was back. It prickled and spread its way through his sinuses with a force he didn’t see coming

“HH'EEETSSSHIIIIEEW!” SPLASH! The force of his sneeze sent him falling into the water, Lilith flinched and called out for him worriedly. Swimming towards him hoping for him to resurface, when he did his hair flopped over his eyes. He shook his head around animalistically and smirked.

“Aaaw were ya worried about me Lil~” He teased, Lilith shoved him back a bit and pouted.

“Of course I was you idiot, you fell under the water!” A soft giggle came from the brown haired man as he what the blond purse out her lips at him.

“I’mb sorry I’mb sorry, but see I’m okay” Adam smiled widely and tried wrapping his arms around Lilith but she shoved a wave of water to keep him away with a ‘hmph’

“I liked it better when you weren’t being mean 'cause you were sneezing your head off” Then a soft breeze swept through them and she shuddered feeling a rush of cool air run over her. This seemed to trigger a similar sensation. Her nose twitched softly and her breath began to hitch. She looked down cross-eyed at her nose and stammered out.

“A-aah adaah adam, ih iiih is thih this wh-what you were duuh hih!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before a sharp

“Iitsshiiew!” Adam couldn’t help but laugh this time, and waded his way over to her as she shuddered through another sneeze.

“Hmm what was that word god used?…Ah right Bless you Lil, looks like you’re the one with allergies now~” Even though he wasn’t completely right, with the way god described it, he technically wasn’t wrong either.

“JACK FROST WHAT DID YOU DO!?” Exclaimed the fire wielder, the winter spirit held his hands up defensively and tried to explain.

“I may or may not have went a little overboard on pranking him, i just meant to freeze his cloud….and I might have missed.” “You froze him!” “It was an accident, you can help right?” Leyo huffed and nodded while igniting his fire to thaw the poor rain spirit out. Jack watched in anticipation as the ice melted hoping his boyfriends wouldn’t be too angry with him. Finally Rain was completely unfrozen and stretched but soon curled up on himself and started shivering.

“Wh-what th-h-the hell Jack!?” “Sorry Rain, didn’t mean to freeze ya.” “How about you go home and warm up, I’ll take care of today’s work and I’ll check in later.” Offered Leyo, Rain nodded at this though frowned knowing Jack would be coming home with him. Its not that he hated him, not any more at least, its just Jack could be impulsive and not think of other people’s feelings before acting. Besides, no one likes being turned into a popsicle!

“I’ll make sure he gets home” Jack promised, he knew he was gonna have to make up for it. Rain shot him a glare but wordlessly started walking home beside him. This was the transitional period between winter and fall so the weather wasn’t all that consistent so Leyo taking over for the most part would be fine.

Getting home Rain pulled off his jacket, got out of his wet boots and went into their spare bedroom. Jack frowned at this, sure he knew Rain liked his alone time which wasn’t all that bad but with the way the other closed the door he knew Rain was mad. He figured he would just give the man his space and things would calm down. He probably just needed to dry off and take a nap right?

“Eettshiiiew!” Maybe he was just sneezy from being cold, it wasn’t too uncommon for Rain to do that. Plus he was the sneeziest one out of the three of them. Jack tried to not let his worries and guilt get the best of him, he apologized and by the time Leyo got back everything would be fine! After another few hours the door to the spare bedroom opened but there was no sound. Jack Looked down the hallway only to see two little water sprites trying to beckon him. They jingled and waved their little arms at him and then towards the door. Getting up he went over to them and asked what was wrong. One of the sprites gave a series of soft light flashes, water droplet noises and jingles. Jack wasn’t the best at understanding Rain’s sprites, he could understand Leyo’s and his own but Rain’s hardly talked and were quite shy. The little creatures could tell by the furrowed brows that Jack couldn’t understand them and let out a huff and just grabbed him by the finger. Jack could sense by their tugging that they were worried about Rain, that much he could figure out. He let them guide him back to the spare bedroom where more sneezing could be heard as well as thunder.

Oh boy!

“Rain, babe you alright in there?” He asked from the other side of the door, at first there wasn’t a sound until another “Eetsshiiiew!” and roll of thunder. Jack grabbed the knob, surprised to find that he could just push it open and made his way inside. In the dim light of the bedroom there sat Rain curled up in bed still shivering, with a tissue pressed to his nose and a storm cloud over his head. His hair pressed wetly against his face as he shakily gasped into a fit.

“Etshiiew! Ed’shiiiew! Heh heeh! Eeeshiiew!”

“Bless you!” Jack said softly leaning against the door frame, Rain sighed and grumpily asked.

“What do you wadt?” “Hey I don’t want anything but to see how you’re doing, could hear you sneezing through the door and your sprites got worried.” Rain blew his nose before tossing the tissue into the trash and leaned back into the pillows. Jack walked closer sitting on the side of the bed to get a closer look. Now he really felt back, the poor guy was shaking, nose turning an angry, irritated red around the rims and septum, and he looked worn out.

“Gods you look miserable” Rain rolled his eyes at his comment as he pulled the blanket around him. Jack realized it wasn’t exactly the best thing to say and tried to backpedal.

“Look Rain I really am sorry, I didn’t mean to freeze you and I shouldn’t have tried it either.” He reached out and gently pushed his soaked hair out of Rain’s face. He then noticed the temperature change and pressed his hand to Rain’s cheek and forehead.

“Your temperature is weird” He noted, telling the rain maker to stay put Jack got up and padded down the hall and came back with a thermometer.

“I wanna check your temperature” Rain hesitated but let the other slide the tool under his tongue. Waiting for the thermometer to beep Rain started rubbing at his nose. Jack noticed the way it twitched and watched hoping the other could hold back. A soft whine came as the silvery-blond grabbed at his nose trying to breathe normally through his mouth. Tears welled up in his eyes as he grew dangerously close to losing control. His brows knitted up as he fought the sneeze off. Finally the tool beeped and he took it out himself before pinching at his nose hastily.

“HEt’sknnk! Kdsshhh! Eek’shiiew! Ek’nggk!” Each sneeze rocking his body the cloud above his head grew dark and started to drizzle over his head at the last sneeze. Jack took a look at the thermometer and frowned.

“100F yup you’ve got a fever baby.” “Damb, I should’ve st-staah stay hobe” Rain muttered softly, though not soft enough that Jack couldn't hear it. “Were you already sick before I froze you?” Rain blushed a bit but nodded shyly at him, Jack’s eyes went soft at this.

“Raincloud, why were you out working if you knew you were sick?” “Because you know I c-can’t miss wo-wehh heh! Ugh…work. I dont dneed to be lectured by mother nature addy bmore than usual, and I didn’t feel as bad when I went out. Just th-thehh heh!” Hand mindlessly reached around he snatched up a tissue just in time.

“Eetsshiiew!” ”Bless you, alright well you’re not going out until you’re better. I don’t want you getting any worse.” “Fide fide” “Do you want me to leave you alone so you can sleep?” Rain shook his head

“I cad’t sleep adyways, could you make something warm to drink, I’m freezing.” Jack nodded and stood up telling the sprites to watch Rain as he headed into the kitchen. He knew the other liked tea so that’s what he would make. While he waited for the water to boil the front door opened and in walked Leyo.

“Oh hey you’re back!” Leyo smiled and walked over kissing the other’s forehead and asked how Rain was doing. Though before Jack could answer the sound of sneezing echoed from the spare bedroom.

“Does that answer your question?” He joked lightly, Leyo gave a soft chuckle and nodded.

“You making him some tea?” “Yeah he’s got a cold, and you know what happens when he sneezes with a cold.” “Yup, hopefully the tea should help.” “Yeah it should” Grabbing a mug Jack pours the water over the little tea bag and adds some honey to it before they both head to the spare bedroom.

“Ey there Monsoon, how ya doing?” Asked Leyo as he walked in, Rained huffed and replied stuffily.

“Awful” “Aaw, heard ya got a cold babe.” The fire wielder says as he sat on the side closest to Rain.

“Yeah, didn’t thigk it would get th-this baah hah! Ugh bad but, it did.” Thanking Jack for the tea he made, he let the other two sit on the bed with him. He snuggled up to Leyo since he needed the extra warmth and his heat seemed to make the cloud above his head get smaller.

“Poor Monsoon, well we’re here now.” Leyo says sweetly, delivering a soft kiss on his cheek and wrapping his arms around him. Slowly raising his temperature to help warm Rain up. The steam from the hot mug of tea did seem to help with the congestion now he was sniffing almost constantly. This sniffling was rather wet sounding too. Leyo grabbed a few tissues and pressed them to Rain’s nose telling him to blow. The elven boy blushed at the gentle command but did as told. Feeling the rush of snot flood the tissues Leyo made sure to keep them secured to his face until he was done. His other hand gingerly rubbing circles into his back.

They stayed cuddled up together for a while, Rain had managed to fall asleep for a bit so Leyo went to go and make dinner for the three of them. Leaving Jack with Rain who woke up to his nose being completely blocked up.

“Shit cad breath” He grumbled to himself snorting and snuffling just to try and get some air through his nose. The only thing he managed to do was kick start the worst tickle ever. His nose twitched and scrunched up as he tried to make it go away but it wouldn’t until the last second when it disappeared. Not completely but it was enough for him to struggle getting it out. Nostrils flaring and dripping a bit, his hitches sounded so desperate it almost sounded like whimpering. Jack woke up to this and was quick to blow a kiss at him. Pressing his cold lips to the tip of the needy appendage seemed to be the thing to do it. Gasping largely, Rain pushed Jack off and pressed the sleeve of his sweater over his nose and mouth to catch the oncoming fit.

“Eetssshiiew! Eesshiiieeew!! Eet’chiieew! Eesshmpph!” “Bless you, are you done?” “Y-yeah I thigk s-uuh huh!” Rain buried his nose back into his sleeve before he could finish as another sneeze interrupted him.

“Eesshmpph!” Jack made sure to stay close and held up a couple of tissues to replace Rain’s now soaked sleeve cuff. Trying his best to clean himself up only leads to more sneezing.

“Aaw someone’s sensitive~” Jack teased as he cuddles Rain to help him get through his stronger fits.

“Sh-shut up dod’t eved bmendtion it please.” Jack gave a sympathetic yet playful kiss wrapped him up in the blanket Rain had dragged into the room. Leyo soon came back with some soup for all three of them.

“Could hear you sneezin’ up a storm in here Monsoon, you alive?” Leyo joked, Rain sighed at his boyfriend’s antics.

“Yes yes, I’mb alive, barely.” “Well don’t pass away on me, I made soup.” Taking the bowl of soup, Rain swallowed a spoonful and smiled slightly. The feeling of it going down his throat was good, and definitely warmed his insides.

“Hopefully this’ll help you feel better before you and that sensitive nose of yours kill the tissue supply.” “I’mb dnot that bad” Rain pouted “Yes you are baby, you are already pretty sneezy in general due to your power and your allergies. Adding a cold on top of that makes that nose pretty easy to piss off.” “Its dnot that easy” “Uh-huh, just wait, you'll be sneezing again soon.” Jack chimed in while keeping the tissues close by. Just the mention of this seemed to jinx Rain’s claim, he whined as he batted at his nose to try and quell the sensation trying to ignite. This got a laugh from Leyo who commented at his movement.

“Damn I thought you’d last longer than 5 seconds, Monsoon.” But this time Rain was determined to hold back and it worked! He huffed in relief as the tickle seemed to go down.

“Nope, I’mb dode sdeezing.” He claimed while going back to eating his soup.

“I don’t think you get to decide that, but let's see how long you can last.” Rain nodded confidently, and surprisingly he made it through dinner without sneezing. Sure a few hitches here or there but he didn’t sneeze. Which seemed to impress his boyfriends. Going back to cuddling, Rain was pretty close to falling asleep when the tickle came back. He continued his method of rubbing, pinching, and scrunching up his nose but it didn't seem to work this time. He lasted this long; he wasn't about to lose it now! Though now he was hitching audible enough for the other two to notice.

“Ey you alright Rain?” “Oh boy pretty sure he’s getting sneezy” “Baby just let it out come on” Encouraged Jack, Rain shook his head.

“Nuhh huh! Dno I guuh huh got it!” He protested while his chest heaved, his hands fanning at his face desperately as he tried convincing his body not to sneeze. Nose twitching and flaring he was a mess with tears and snot running down his face, though he seemed to be on the edge of it! Leyo looked to Jack his pulled Rain into his lap while Leyo gathered a bouquet of tissues and pressed them to his bright red nose.

“Oh come on baby, its just so tickly why not just let them out. You’ll feel so much better once you do.” Leyo could feel the poor thing’s nose trembling underneath the cloth he was close!

“We’ve got ya Monsoon just let go. I know its just so big, you can do it” He encouraged sweetly, there was a sudden gasp right before the explosion.

“EEESTTTSHIIEW! EEETSSSHIIEW! EEEESHIIEW! Hehh! HEEehmppph!” As the sneezes game thunder rolled not only from the large dark brooding cloud that floated above them but the ones outside changed as well. The sky darkened even though it was only approaching evening. The roar of thunder shook the cabin with each new set of sneezes! The rain that poured down over them was just as strong as it was outside! When the fit finally ended Rain was left gasping and coughing tears streaming down his face, cheeks flushed pink almost red as well as the tips of his pointy ears.

“Bless you, baby goodness that was alot!” Rain gave one last congested blow into the tissues he had practically decimated. Leyo swapped them out with fresh ones to try and clean up the mess.

“S-sorry” Rain said bashfully, Jack waved at the cloud to try and make it go away.