I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (слэш)

“IcyHot?”
“I need—need help, I can’t, can’t—” Shouto breathes, tears staining his cheeks as he stumbles over to Bakugou, his muscles are weak, heavy—they aren’t working. His legs give out and—
”Easy, easy,” Bakugou stumbles back and keeps Shouto up with his steady arms, holds on to his waist tight.
“I don't know what to do,” he hiccups, pressing his face into Bakugou’s shoulder as he sobs and tugs at his shirt, “what’s happening to me?”