[Izuku cries for only a minute or so. He doesn't have the energy for much more, especially not when his crying becomes so fierce near the end that he nearly gets sick again. That's enough to prompt him to just...sort of dissolve into hiccup peppered gasps for air, shivering as he pretty much lays there on the floor. He doesn't realize that Bakugou had his hand on him this whole time until just then, and he's not entirely sure what to make of it.
He does know, at least, that he feels bad putting Bakugou through seeing him like this. He knows good and well the blonde can't do a damn thing for him, so he's not even sure why he wanted him to come. He knows, but at the same time, he doesn't.]
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He does know, at least, that he feels bad putting Bakugou through seeing him like this. He knows good and well the blonde can't do a damn thing for him, so he's not even sure why he wanted him to come. He knows, but at the same time, he doesn't.]
I...I'm s-sorry...Kacchan...
[He wheezes, turning his head against the floor.]
M-...s..sorry...Okaasan...