"So, if you didn’t want me kidnapped,” Izuku mutters first, when Deku doesn’t start, even though he’s the one who arranged this meeting. “Then what do you want from me? Why reach out, especially when Eraserhead was right there?”
“I wanted to know what’s so special about you,” Deku breathes out testily, scanning Izuku up and down before he finally shifts and sinks to a sitting position, expression pensive.
Izuku’s heart stutters in his chest as Deku carelessly plops down on the edge of a ten-story building. He wonders if this is what Aizawa-Sensei, the other teachers and his mom feel like when he does something reckless and dangerous.
“There’s nothing special about me,” Izuku frowns when the words finally catch up to him, tense stance easing slightly in confusion. “I was just given a chance to help people and I took it.”
“Bullshit!” Deku snarls, leaning forwards as he digs his nails into the metal of the ledge. “A chance to help people? That’s bullshit. I just watched you scale a ten-story building! I watched you use a Quirk we don’t— shouldn’t— have! A change of reality wouldn’t magically give you something we weren’t born with; we’re the same person and I don’t have one! I’m Quirkless, and if I’m Quirkless, you’re Quirkless. So, tell me, Midoriya Izuku, how is it you have something I never did?”
— When Realities Collide, chapter 10
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This is one of if not my absolute favorite fics for this fandom. I’m a sucker for good dadzawa fics