𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒 , midoriya rises to the aftermath of destruction , and a newly kindled determination . more than the wounds ( the general discomfort of his physical form ) the acerbity on his tongue stems from heartache ━━ the suffering burnt on his retina , a black ink spilling over the vibrant images of those he swore to protect . failing , miserably , despite giving all he had to offer at the moment . it hurts .
midoriya tugs at the numerous tubes &. needles that were no doubt attached to him in name of safety . exhaustion writes itself into the maneuver , querulous languor demanding to surrender to the incorporeality ━━ 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 - 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 , in the wake of surviving that what might have killed him . there must be violet half - moons alike bruises beneath the eyes , in stark contrast with the paling complexion of his . his eyelids feel heavy with the weight of fatigue clinging to them , yet his mind is apace with the grieves spoken . the ache at the sternum itches , lips pressing into a thin line when he has found his way to his beloved friend . one last time , just one glimpse . midoriya will leave in the late hours of night , 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 . ❝ todoroki - kun ? i . . . just wanted to check - in on you . how are you feeling . . . after everything ? ❞
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