he loves me not (the flowers told me)

And then he begins to cough—that same wheeze from the day before during their run. Sounds like there are cobwebs in his damn lungs. Katsuki plans on saying something, but a small spattering of blood that flies right over Deku’s forearm and onto his exposed shoulder has red irises widening as he smears a palm through it.“What the fuck? Did you take an internal hit? We need to get you to the hospital, moron.”“No,” Izuku squeals out in his coughing fit, and that’s when Katsuki sees it.His hand is moving before he even can tell himself not to, index finger and thumb forcing their way into the man’s mouth and holding his teeth open as he peels the petal off of his tongue, still coated with saliva and drops of crimson. Izuku lets out a surprised squeak as the blonde dangles it in front of their faces, slimy and the same shade of orange as the straps across his chest.-or; Izuku's a stubborn, self-sacrificing moron who's lungs are rapidly filling up with dahlias and Katsuki's a stubborn, self-indulgent moron who will do anything to save him.