A bit of selfinsert but writen in third person. Sorry if it's terrible. Fluff.
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Imagine just going back home, him on the house, also just coming from work but some how still having more energy than you.
He turns around, with the brightest smile, his face full of life from seeing you, but then, he noticed; Your slumped shoulders, the tired look in your eyes, and the tension in your whole body. You barely say hello, feigning joy miserably, and with that alone, he already has his arms wrapped around you.
A silence, with only his breath in one of your ears, his hand caressing your back, rubbing, recognising that you needed a hug.
"Rough day?" His question is more of a confirmation of his suspicion, his soft, calm voice bathing you like warm honey. Your body slowly sinks into him, melting against his chest. Your hands only sought his back for support.
"Yeah..." Your voice was barely audible, but it reached his ears clearly. Izuku's arms, with the gentleness and strength you need, only pull you closer to him.
"Do you want to talk about it?" You shake your head, sniffing, your eyes already stinging with tears. "Not really..." He pulls away to look at you. His thumb gently wipes that drop of sorrow from your lashes.
"Do you want to go to bed?" It's all you need to let out a silent sob. "Please..." you whimper, with a hiccup full of sorrow.
He lifted you off the floor, taking all your weight upon himself to carry you down the hall to the bedroom, laying you gently on the bed they shared, helping you take off your coat before lying down beside you, knowing you needed to feel small but protected.
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Terrible day, I just want to be in Izuku's arms, him telling me everything will be fine and fall sleep.
