[In Ochako's defense, their bento boxes were next to each other in the fridge, and at 5am, colors tend to blend together. It was a mistake she won't soon repeat, if she can truly help it. You keep your edible magma, Bakugou Katsuki, she wants no part of it ever again.
Ochako gawks at him for a full minute, mouth hanging open in disbelief. He really hasn't ever been sick before...that's insanity. No wonder he's taking this flu so bad, there is literally no immunity to fight it off. He...might ben in this for the long haul, then. Flus are never fun, even when you're used to them. Ochako purses her lips together, looking her poor friend over before taking the thermometer from him, squinting and holding it closer to the light to read it proper, making a face almost instantly.]
...You do have a fever. It's not too high, but it's higher than it should be. [Sighing, she wipes the thermometer clean with a disinfectant wipe, wraps it, and sets it aside on his nightstand, then reaching for that cold compress to stick to his forehead.] Here, hold still now...this'll help cool you off, but you have to take your medicine, Bakugou-kun, and it's a pill, not syrup. The syrup is for kids.
[She leans forward, blinking slowly and feeling her face warm up a little bit as she meets his eyes, glancing away hurriedly. Wow, this is, uhh...super awkward. And uncomfortable.] P-Push back your b-b-bangs for a s-sec, I n-need to put this on y-your forehead...
ah, yes, wrist/arm jail... i have been there myself, but i'm glad it helped!
Ochako gawks at him for a full minute, mouth hanging open in disbelief. He really hasn't ever been sick before...that's insanity. No wonder he's taking this flu so bad, there is literally no immunity to fight it off. He...might ben in this for the long haul, then. Flus are never fun, even when you're used to them. Ochako purses her lips together, looking her poor friend over before taking the thermometer from him, squinting and holding it closer to the light to read it proper, making a face almost instantly.]
...You do have a fever. It's not too high, but it's higher than it should be. [Sighing, she wipes the thermometer clean with a disinfectant wipe, wraps it, and sets it aside on his nightstand, then reaching for that cold compress to stick to his forehead.] Here, hold still now...this'll help cool you off, but you have to take your medicine, Bakugou-kun, and it's a pill, not syrup. The syrup is for kids.
[She leans forward, blinking slowly and feeling her face warm up a little bit as she meets his eyes, glancing away hurriedly. Wow, this is, uhh...super awkward. And uncomfortable.] P-Push back your b-b-bangs for a s-sec, I n-need to put this on y-your forehead...