You have asthma
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You sat up in bed, gasping for air. Your chest felt tight, like a large hand was squeezing it, making it difficult to breathe. Panic started to rise in your throat, mimicking the constricted feeling in your lungs.
"(Y/N)?" Bakugou's voice, thick with sleep, cut through the fog.
"K-Katsuki," you croaked, reaching for his hand.
He was by your side in an instant, his face etched with concern. "Easy, (Y/N). It's okay. Just breathe."
He helped you sit up, his hand firmly on your back. His presence, his calm demeanor, was a lifeline in the storm of your anxiety.
"Do you need your inhaler?" he asked, his voice a steady anchor in the chaos.
You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes. He retrieved your inhaler from the nightstand and helped you use it. The coolness of the mist brought a small measure of relief.
"There you go," he murmured, stroking your hair gently. "Just breathe with me, okay?"
He placed his hand on your chest, his fingers tracing slow circles. You focused on his touch, on his slow, deep breaths, and slowly, your own breathing began to match his.
After a few minutes, the tightness in your chest eased, and you were able to breathe more comfortably. You leaned your head against his shoulder, exhausted but grateful.
"Thank you, Katsuki," you whispered.
"Always," he replied, pulling you closer.
You stayed like that for a while, just holding each other, the silence filled with unspoken understanding.
Later that morning
You sat at the kitchen table, sipping on a mug of tea while Bakugou finished making breakfast. He glanced at you over his shoulder, a worried frown etched on his face.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked.
You nodded, but he wasn't convinced. He placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of you, his eyes lingering on your face.
"You know you need to tell me if something is wrong," he said gently.
You took a bite of your toast, avoiding his gaze. "It's just my asthma. It's been acting up more lately."
He sat down beside you, his hand finding yours. "I know, but you can't just ignore it. We need to find a way to manage it better."
"I'm trying," you said, a tear escaping your eye. "It's just... frustrating. I hate feeling so helpless."
He squeezed your hand. "You're not helpless, (Y/N). You're strong. But you can't fight this alone. You have me, and we'll figure it out together, okay?"
You looked into his eyes, his fierce love and concern reflecting back at you. You knew you were lucky to have him.
Later that week
You and Bakugou sat in the doctor's office, listening to her explain the new medication she was prescribing.
"This should help control your asthma," she said. "But it's important to stay on top of your other triggers."
"We will," Bakugou assured her, his arm wrapped around you protectively.
As you left the office, you felt a renewed sense of hope. With the new medication and Bakugou's unwavering support, you knew you could manage your asthma and live a happy, fulfilling life.
You and Bakugou walked hand-in-hand out of the doctor's office, the crisp autumn air invigorating your lungs. He squeezed your hand reassuringly.
"See? We got this, (Y/N)," he said, his voice filled with confidence.
You smiled, a newfound strength radiating from you. "Yeah, we do."
As you walked home, Bakugou pointed out the vibrant fall foliage, the colors a breathtaking display against the clear blue sky. He knew how much you loved nature, and he wanted to remind you of the beauty in the world, even on a challenging day.
Later that evening, you snuggled up on the couch with Bakugou, sipping hot chocolate. You felt a deep sense of gratitude for his unwavering support.
"Thank you for always being there for me," you said, leaning your head against his shoulder.
He kissed your forehead. "That's what boyfriends are for, silly," he said, but you could hear the tenderness in his voice.
You knew your journey with asthma wouldn't be easy. There would be good days and bad days, moments of frustration and fear. But with Bakugou by your side, you knew you could face anything. He was your rock, your anchor, your constant reminder of your strength and resilience.
Together, you would navigate life's challenges, one breath at a time. You would create a future filled with love, laughter, and dreams shared under the open sky. The path ahead might be uncertain, but with Bakugou by your side, you knew you would always find your way back to the light.
You and Bakugou continued to walk hand-in-hand, his presence a comforting warmth beside you. You inhaled the crisp air, the autumn breeze carrying the scent of fallen leaves and turning the brightly colored foliage into a breathtaking spectacle against the vast blue canvas of the sky.
"It's beautiful," you murmured, captivated by the vibrant hues painted across the landscape.
Bakugou chuckled softly, his gaze lingering on you rather than the scenery. "Yeah, it is," he agreed, his voice warm and affectionate.
He reached for your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours. The familiar touch sent a wave of calmness and reassurance through you. Just having him by your side seemed to chase away the anxieties and worries that sometimes threatened to engulf you.
As you walked, you shared stories and dreams, your laughter echoing through the crisp air. Bakugou, usually known for his explosive temper, was surprisingly gentle and patient with you. He listened intently to everything you had to say, his unwavering support a constant source of strength.
Later that evening, curled up on the couch with a steaming mug of hot chocolate in your hands, you couldn't help but smile at the warmth radiating from within you. Bakugou, nestled beside you, was engrossed in a book, his occasional glances and quiet smiles your only reminders of his presence.
"Thank you for being you, Katsuki," you whispered, your heart brimming with gratitude.
He looked up from his book, his eyes meeting yours with a gentle intensity. "Always, (Y/N). Always."
His words were simple, yet they held the depth of a thousand unspoken promises. You knew, with unwavering certainty, that you could face any challenge, conquer any obstacle, as long as you had him by your side.
Together, you would write your own story, a tale of love, strength, and resilience. And as you gazed into his eyes, reflecting the warmth of the setting sun, you knew that even the darkest nights couldn't extinguish the flame of hope that burned bright within you.
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