#askmochideku

[hxlfsoul-a]

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“Yes. Thank you.” His voice was cold, the words spoken clearly. His expression was blank, leaving no way to tell his current thoughts - as if there ever had been. He took out his wallet, holding out a note. It was higher than he owed, but he didn’t really keep coins on him. “Keep the change.” It wouldn’t really affect him, anyway.

[the-half-and-half-hero]

@askmochideku from here.

Shouto raised a brow and lend close to Izuku “You like who?” he asked with a teasing tone. He did notice the glances Izuku would give him from time to time in the class, during their hero training and during the days they train together.

Shouto slowly wrapped an arm around Izuku’s waist “I know who you like” he whispered “I noticed the stares, glances and even your actions towards me” He smiled softly and moved Izuku’s arms away from his face with his free arm “The feelings are mutual, Izuku” he smiled as he looked into the other’s eyes.

[hxlfsoul-a]

"I really like you. I know it's my fault that you are like that right now and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I couldn't prevent it. But can I say something? If I really think about it, I hadn't even wanted to prevent it." He laughed dryly, looking at Todoroki with fluttering eyelids and quivering lips. "Maybe it's for the best now that you're... Maybe I deserve it..."

Midoriya liked.. him? It was hard to believe. This had to be a joke, didn’t it? “Like what?” He whispered, distantly, not daring to even look at the other. “I’m fine, Midoriya.” He didn’t understand, really. Then again, that may have been the cloudiness of his mind.

He’d gotten hurt, not too badly, but he couldn’t really remember how, “The best that I’m what? Midoriya, you’re not making any sense-” It didn’t. Midoriya liked him but didn’t want to prevent him being hurt, it was contradictory at best. “Deserve what?”

Maybe Shoto just wasn’t worth Midoriya’s time, maybe that was what this was. “What… are you trying to say?”

[hxlfsoul-a]

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“Don’t do that.” He muttered, letting go and stepping back, turning away and placing a hand on the oven, freezing the entire thing. They’d need a new oven, but at least it was no longer a threat. That was a plus.

The fire was also out, so even better.

“That’s embarrassing. What if the fire had been out of control? You could’ve gotten hurt, Midoriya-” If not by the oven, then by the fact Shoto was trying his best not to let himself burst into flames from how flustered he was.

[hxlfsoul-a]

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“You said I looked hot. Why.. Why wouldn’t I think that? If I look hot, then I would be on fire or something that made me obviously warm, right?” He didn’t quite understand what Midoriya was trying to say in the slightest, unfortunately.

Another what..? Another weird saying?

He stared at him, blankly, for a moment. “I would change my surname too if I could, you know this.” It wasn’t exactly like Shoto kept his disdain for anything relating to his father a secret, not from Midoriya.

[hxlfsoul-a]

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“They were that important.” He protested, not exactly pleased with being forced to lie down, or such words. “I don’t usually get sick, how was I to know that the one time I did, that would be the cause?”

Shoto had been ill very few times in his life, having a rather good immune system.

It felt silly to be taken care of like this. He’d never been looked after when he was sick before, so it was new - weird, really. “We have class today, too, what am I supposed to do about my notes?” He had a particular way of setting them out. Highlighters and little drawn boxes for drawings if needed.

“I don’t want soup and I don’t want to sleep.”

[hxlfsoul-a]

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“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” He whispered, voice breaking on the last word of the sentence.

Midoriya couldn’t always protect him, such an idea was ridiculous. If Shoto ever got caught, he wouldn’t be able to count on the other. “Nothing is alright, either.. Don’t lie to me.” He didn’t attempt to move out of the embrace, though, so it wasn’t as if he didn’t want the other there.

“I dreamed of.. of my mother again and- my father.” Of when she poured boiling water over his eye, of his father’s ‘training’ before Shoto had left. “We’ll get caught eventually, Izuku.. I’m scared to go back to him.” The idea terrified him to know end.

[hxlfsoul-a]

"Can you hold this?"

|| “Can you hold this?” meme with @askmochideku

There were three things Shoto realised when Izuku held his hand.

One, it caught him completely off guard. That was never a good thing.

Two, Izuku had a very soft hand and it was very comfortable.

Third, his left side was on fire and he was suddenly very glad Izuku was holding his right hand.

“You- Don’t just do that, Izuku.” He murmured, letting go and attempting to put out the fire by making his hand colder and moving it to his left arm. “Please.”