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— kuroo & oikawa x gn!reader | hurt/comfort

warnings: mentioning their exes, arguing, swearing, oikawa being distant, consumption of alcohol (in oikawa’s part)

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[ part 1 ]

KUROO —

» kuroo’s new job required him to travel… a lot

» and so that meant that you wouldn’t really have much time to spend time with him, let alone see him

» it was always “we can go on that date some other time” or “i’m sorry, babe, but this is really important for the company”

» you two had been together for years, and after being newly weds, it quickly felt like you two were just roommates

» and now, here you both were, arguing during a dinner that was meant to be a lovely at-home date

“what do you want me to do, y/n? quit?“ kuroo says exasperatedly, practically slamming his utensils down onto the table. you narrow your eyes at him, your jaw clenching in frustration, “that is not what i want you to do, tetsurou.”

he lets out a short laugh, “then what is it?”

“i just want you to be home! i know you just got this job, but within the first two months of you working there you’ve already went on four different trips! one of them being out of the country!” you cry out, trying not to let your tears spill over as you speak. you take a breath before continuing on, your voice quieter, “is it so bad that i want to spend time with you?”

you watch as he closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. “my life doesn’t revolve around you, y/n,” he speaks, his tone more stern and agitated. your eyes widen, anger boiling inside your chest, “i never said it does, tetsurou, and i wouldn’t want your life to revolve around me. i just want you to at least remember to include me in your life!”

your voice began to waver, your body tingling with sorrow. the last time you really spent quality time with him was the couple weeks after your honeymoon. after getting married, you both had talked about what you were looking forward to doing together. going house hunting together, having date nights regularly, and even mundane things like going grocery shopping together. he had expressed to you his hopes and dreams for your new lives together, but now it all just feels like pretty words and empty promises.

he lets out a huff, looking away from you as he begins to stand from the dinner table to put away his dishes, “ari wouldn’t do this kind of shit.”

your eyebrows raise in shock, all sorrow and hurt leaving your body as anger and rage take its place. “excuse me?” you ask, your tone almost threatening. your husband stops in his tracts, realizing the words that fell from his lips. he turns to face you, regret written all over his features, his eyes already pleasing for your forgiveness. “baby, no i-“

“ari wouldn’t do what kind of shit? want to spend some quality time with her husband?,” you challenge. you raise your left hand, showcasing the ring that wrapped around your finger, “see this? this ring is the same ring you put on my finger at the altar. you want ari to wear this ring? because you and i both know she sure as hell wouldn’t mind never spending any quality time with you because she was too busy spending ‘quality’ time with other people in her bed.”

you stand from where you’re sat, storming out of the kitchen. “y/n, wait,” he calls, rushing after you only to have the bedroom door slammed in his face. “babe-“

“leave me alone, tetsurou.”

he sighs, resting his forehead against the wooden door as he shuts his eyes. he felt guilty, and regret washed over him immediately. he was tired and exhausted, but he also wanted nothing but to spend time with you. it’s just that his work began to pile up, and although he loved his new job, the stress was starting to get the best of him.

anytime he started anything new, he always had to be on top of it. always making sure he was on top of deadlines, always meeting the daily quota, always being at 100 at all times, but never reminding himself to step back and take breaks. forgetting to remind himself to be with you.

now he’s messed up, the closed door standing in the way of him making things right with you.

he had to make amends somehow, but he knew trying to talk to you any further would only make things worse.

he sighed again, running a defeated hand down his face as he began to ponder over what to say to you and what he could do to make things better. your marriage meant everything to him. the day you said yes when he proposed, he felt like the luckiest man alive. and when you had walked down the aisle to him, he felt as if he was on top of the world.

he fiddled with the ring on his finger, chewing on his lip while deep in thought. after a moment, he rushed to grab his phone.

on your end, your sadness and anger had subsided. you laid in bed, emotionless and a void began to fill your chest. the thoughts that corrupted your mind had been silenced, and you were left with nothing. you felt nothing, and you feel as though you’ve drained any and all feeling out from your body.

your eyes drifted over to the silver band that wrapped beautifully around your finger. you shut your eyes, taking in a deep breath before turning over onto your back.

how could he bring up her of all people? the same woman who broke his heart and made him believe that he wasn’t worthy of any love? the same woman who made him feel as though he would walk in his parents footsteps and fail in his love life? you’ve done nothing but support kuroo in all of his endeavors, and all you wanted in return was him to just be with you and hold you like he used to. but it seems that that was too much to ask for.

time passes and you suddenly hear a knock on the door. ignoring it, you remain as you are, not wanting to face the situation right now.

“y/n? can i come in?” you hear his voice. it’s his usual calm and gentle tone, the same one you found so much comfort in on your hardest days. “baby, please, i just wanna talk.”

today is one of your hardest days, and all you want is to hear his voice, but all you can remember is that same voice uttering his ex’s name.

“okay, you don’t have to let me in, but at least please listen,” he begins. “i’m sorry. i’m so, so sorry. i was exhausted and work has been stressing me out and i took it out on you when i shouldn’t have. you’re right, i’ve been away too much and i forgot to make time for you— for us. i’m so sorry, but please know that i do love you. i love you just as much as i did when i put that ring on your finger.”

his voice begins to waver, so he takes a moment before he continues. “i honestly love you more now, and i’ll keep loving you more and more no matter what. i want to make this better, and i will,” he clears his throat, taking a breath to recollect himself. “i called my boss and told them i’ll be taking some time off. so we can be together.”

he waits for your response, but he receives nothing. he shuts his eyes, hoping that the silence is only because you’ve fallen asleep.

but you’re wide awake. you heard every last word that fell past his lips, and with each word your heart tugged at you to open the door and hold him. but your body betrays you as you remain sat on the bed, staring at the door in front of you.

“i love you, y/n.. sweet dreams, angel.”

as he begins to walk away from the door to go prepare his makeshift bed on the couch, he hears the door click open. kuroo turns around, finding your figure standing before him. your eyes stricken with tears, your lip wobbling as your hand clutches the door frame.

“y-you didn’t get in trouble with work, did you? when.. when you called them?” you ask, worry filling your voice. the last thing you wanted was for your husband to get in trouble with his job. you watch as he shakes his head, rushing towards you to envelope you in his arms.

“no, not at all, baby. i promise,” he mutters into your hair. he feels you shake in his arms, your tears once again flowing down your cheeks. he rubs gentle circles onto your back, shushing you with sweet nothings. “and i promise that i’ll do better.”

you pull away slightly to look up at him. you see that his own eyes are glossed over, an apologetic but loving smile placed perfectly upon his lips. “you really hurt my feelings, tetsu,” you whisper, bringing a hand to cup his cheek.

he shuts his eyes, a slightly pained look etches onto his face. “i know, and i’m so sorry. i never wanted to hurt you, but i know i did, and i understand if you’re still mad at me, but please let me-“

you silence him with a kiss. you feel his tears mix in with your own, your bodies pulling closer to one another as both of your hands make their way to intertwine together, your rings gently brushing against one another’s.

you pull away, resting your forehead against his for a moment before looking at him once more. your thumb on your free hand gently brushes away his tears that slipped down his cheek. he smiles at you, his eyes only filled with adoration and love for you. “do you forgive me?” he asks, gently pulling you even closer to him.

you tilt your head to the side, letting your hand slide down his neck before resting it on his shoulder. his smile falters for a moment, unsure if you truly forgive him or not. but you smile at him, “i’ll forgive you after we spend our much needed time together.”

he lets out a soft laugh, almost sighing in relief. “as long as i get to be with you, that’s fine by me.”

OIKAWA —

» after finding out oikawa was coming back home from argentina for a break within his season, you had been nothing but excited

» you had planned so much for the both of you; dates, meeting up with old friends of his, and just overall spending time with him in person

» but the moment you picked him up from the airport, things between you two have been tense

» everything seemed awkward, and it bewildered you because you and oikawa have been together for almost three years now

» you decided to finally bring it up after having dinner with him and his old friends from high school, but things quickly took a turn

dinner was going really well. oikawa seemed to have a great time catching up with his friends, and you enjoyed spending time with all of them considering you’ve only hung out with them on a few occasions.

“so how was it being long distance for a few months, y/n?” hanamaki had asked, matsukawa and iwaizumi turning their attention to you as they patiently waited for your answer. you glanced over quickly at oikawa, who didn’t seem too invested as he was in the previous conversation. “um, i mean it was hard at first, but we made it work! i’m just glad tooru got to do what he loves and just really happy that he’s home,” you say proudly, reaching over to grab your boyfriend’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

the three men look over at oikawa whose face quickly shifts from a look of boredom to one that is smiling and nodding. you pull your hand away at the sight. although his three friends didn’t notice his change, you sure did. it was almost as if he was quickly put on the spot for an interview after one of his games, and it made your heart sink further into your chest.

the first few days of him being home already felt so off. he didn’t hold much of a conversation with you, he wasn’t really present during any of your dates, and he seemed avoidant of your touch. you figured it was because he was exhausted from traveling, but it’s been a week now since he’s been home and nothing about his behavior is seeming to change.

“must be nice having a supportive partner huh, ‘kawa?” matsukawa chimes in, smirking over at him. “yeah, gotta say, i’m pretty jealous,” hanamaki adds. oikawa shrugs, taking a swig of his drink and draping his arm over your shoulders. it was the most contact he’s given you this whole week, and part of you felt relieved. “y/n’s the best,” he hiccups, and you notice your boyfriend slowly succumbing to the drink in his hand.

you begin to feel uncomfortable with his change of behavior. just a minute ago he didn’t even hold your hand back.

but instead you smile, almost reluctantly leaning into your boyfriend’s touch. “y/n’s so much better than that girl i dated in high school,” oikawa continued. you tense for a second, wondering apprehensively where this was going to lead.

“yeah? you mean the same girl that dumped you-“

“hey, woah, it was a,” your boyfriend hiccups before continuing again. “mutual break up, issei.” his friends grin, yet you feel uneasy at the mention of his ex. you also feel uncomfortable at the mere fact that oikawa is suddenly paying some sort of attention to you. drunkenly wrapping his arm around you, practically comparing you to his ex— it just felt weird.

oikawa takes another sip of his drink, sighing as he sets the cup down once more, “i mean, y/n’s just so much nicer and way more supportive.” you feel your heart flutter at the sound of your boyfriend speaking so highly of you. but that feeling quickly went away when you hear him continue on. “but also,” he turns to you, his eyebrows knit slightly together, his cheeks red from the alcohol he’s consumed, and a slight pout placed on his lips.

“you can be kinda clingy sometimes, babe.”

anyone else would have thought, oh he’s just drunk. but you were a firm believer that drunk words are just sober thoughts. and if oikawa genuinely felt that you were clingy, then it just explains his behavior when he came back home.

perhaps he liked it better being away from you. maybe he felt more free and didn’t feel suffocated by you. maybe he just dreaded the idea of being with you physically— especially since you were clingy.

you pull away from him, laughing nervously. “okay, i think it might be time to go home,” you say, hastily grabbing your bag and keys. “aw, really? i was finally having some fun,” he slurs, and then he turns to his friends, jutting his thumb towards you. “see what i mean? they just want me to themselves.. kinda clingy, right?” oikawa laughs at his own words, and his friends join in hesitantly, glancing over at you to see if you were okay.

and you were not. far from it.

“you’ve had quite a bit to drink, tooru, so maybe we should go home and re—“ he cuts you off with a dramatic sigh, resting his elbow on the table, his chin propping up in his palm, “man.. ‘n i was finally having some fun since i got home, ‘n all they wanna do is coddle me.” iwaizumi scowls at his best friend almost immediately, “watch it, oikawa. y/n hasn’t seen you in six months, so it’s normal for them to want to spend time with you.”

oikawa shrugs, begrudgingly getting out of his seat, “jus’ sayin’… yuki was never this clingy.”

iwaizumi begins to stand, only sitting back down when hanamaki places a hand on his arm and when you shake your head no at him. “we’re going home, tooru. bye guys, it was nice seeing you,” you say, clutching your bag as you wait for your boyfriend to follow you. he salutes back to them as a means to say goodbye before stumbling on after you.

“hey, what’s with the sour look, babe?” he slurs, smirking as he wraps his arm around you. you push him off as you open the passenger side door to let him in. he slides in, looking up at you only to have the door slammed in his face. he sobers a bit, his eyes following you as you make your way to the driver’s side. “babe?” he asks, slightly confused and concerned.

“you’re drunk, tooru,” you say sternly, dreading this car ride home. all you wanted was a fun night out with your boyfriend and his friends, but all he managed to do was compare you to his high school ex.

luckily the ride home was quiet. oikawa tried to call out to you, but the more and more you ignored him, the more he began to sober up. you pulled into the driveway, sighing as you took the keys out of the ignition. “need help getting out of the car?” you ask, not sparing a glance at him as you gather your bag. “i’ll be okay,” he says, looking at you again, hoping you’ll finally return his gaze.

but instead you nod, making your way out of the car and towards the entrance. he goes after you, walking reluctantly behind you. now that he’s finally beginning to come down from the drinks he’s had, he’s realizing that what he said has done some damage to you.

“hey, baby? can we-“

“take a shower, then go right to sleep,” you interrupt, not wanting to be near him and coddle him like he complained to his friends. he follows you hopelessly to your shared bedroom, watching you with regret filling his chest.

in truth, while oikawa was away he missed you terribly. he wanted nothing more than to be home with you in his arms, but you both knew that his career didn’t allow for that. as the months went by and his season was nearing an end, all he could think about was coming home to you. he was more than excited to finally see you in person, but during the flight back all he could think about was the next time he had to leave you again.

knowing that he would finally be able to hold you again only to have that taken away from him for another six or more months broke his heart. it led to him making the stupid and immature decision to be distant with you, and he really wishes iwaizumi had punched him back at the restaurant.

you turn to see oikawa watching you sadly, and by the looks of the expression on his face, he looks disappointed and guilty. “what’s wrong?” you ask, watching his eyes light up ever so slightly at the sound of your voice. but he looks down at his feet, “i’m sorry for being such an ass tonight… and for being such a terrible boyfriend all week.”

you cross your arms, raising an eyebrow at him. “what has even gotten into you, tooru? i mean, seriously, you come home and you practically ignore me and then at dinner you want to call me clingy in front of your friends? and now here you are apologizing? you really think an ‘i’m sorry’ is gonna fix that?” you’re finally letting all your emotions spill over, not being able to hold yourself back from crying.

he shakes his head no before bringing his gaze back to you. his heart drops at the sight of you crying, and almost instinctively he takes a step forward towards you. but with the way you’re holding yourself, closing yourself off from him, he thinks it’s better to keep some distance. “then why do all of that in the first place? we haven’t been together for six months, tooru! all i wanted was to spend time with you, to hold you, to be with you! but that makes me clingy?”

he watches as you sit on the edge of the bed, crying quietly with your head facing away from him, your hands frantically wiping away the tears that spilled down your cheeks. he slowly goes towards you, kneeling down in front of you.

you feel him gently bring a hand to your wrist, pulling your hands away from your face so he can hold them in his own. you sniffle and take shaky breaths, eyes still shut.

“it was stupid— i was being stupid, y/n,” he begins, his eyes begging for you to look back at them. “i just.. i just couldn’t help but think that eventually i would have to leave you again, and i hate being away from you. i hate not being able to hold you or kiss you or wake up to you. i just hate it so much, and i thought i would hate being away from you less if i came back and put some distance between us.”

he sighs, disappointed in himself. he rests his forehead against your intertwined hands, “but now i just hate myself for doing that to you.”

he lifts his head again to find you staring down at him sadly. his gently squeezes your hands, “i always want to be with you, and i do because i love you so, so much, y/n. i’m so sorry. instead of being so stubborn and immature, i should be cherishing the time i do get to be with you even more.”

you pull your hands away from his, turning away as you begin to cry more. “but you called me clingy, tooru.. and even if you were just drunk or tipsy or whatever, part of you meant some of it.. right?” you close your eyes again, more tears falling down your cheeks.

he gently brings his hand to cup your cheek, turning your face back to his. “i’m way more clingy than you are, babe,” he smiles, and he means it. you scrunch your eyebrows together, “tooru-“

“i’m serious! i mean c’mon,” he says before standing up and pushing you down on the bed, peppering your face with kisses. he sits both of you up, gently grabbing your hand and trails kisses from the back of your knuckles up to your shoulder. you laugh softly, and the sound makes oikawa’s heart flutter. he looks at you, leaning in to press his lips against yours, deepening it by gently grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you closer to him.

you cup the side of his face, pulling away slightly to look him in the eye. “you weren’t this clingy when i picked you up from the airport,” you pout playfully, although there was still some sadness lingering in your eyes. but oikawa presses another sweet kiss to your lips, “trust me, i’m going to be so clingy that you’re gonna want to take me back to the airport.”

you both laugh, kissing one another passionately, your hands roaming the other’s body and taking in every bit of them; reminiscing in each other’s touch and warmth.

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[doing a school play]

Todoroki: [as the fairy god mother] Kind hearted Cinderella, I will grant you one wish tonight.

Bakugou: [forced to be Cinderella] Lovely. Burn the ballroom down to ashes!

Todoroki: That’s a crime. Try again with a kinder, purer wish.

I LOVED THIS SM OMG

Thinking about Villian!Todoroki and his cute wife who’s he’s absolutely whipped for. They’re the “he would burn the world for her/soft spot for one person” trope. You’re his and hes yours neither of you would ever doubt that, shoto wouldn’t have it any other way and he doesn’t like when people try suggesting otherwise. but don’t worry he knows you don’t like it either so he takes care of it quickly. unfortunately not everyone in your husbands business knows their manners, or the rumors of what happens to those who don’t…

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GUYS GUYS IM SO SORRY! I'm having emergency business trips left and right I've been so busy 😭😭

Give me another week I will clear some time for you guys!!

this is more of a comfort type fic but izuku or dabi taking care of you after some guy had spiked your drink. either they come when you call or they are already with you & tell them as reader remembers the familiar effects. i understand if you are uncomfortable with this topic.

I’m not uncomfortable with this, so no worries. If this happened to you I’m so sorry and I hope nothing worse happened. I did Deku with reader being with him already and Dabi with the reader calling him, because I like them being a bit different. They’re like in their early twenties or something similar in both. The Deku one is with a fem!reader, but it’s not really apparent for other than the “yes ma’am” comment

~Dabi~

You had gotten mad at Dabi and you’d marched out of the apartment, just grabbing your phone and wallet with your keys. You had ended up at a nearby bar, and were now sitting by the bar counter. You hadn’t been drinking much, two fingers of some semi-strong liquor maybe, and you decided to order a shot before going back home, just to get some courage. Dabi could be really fucking mean when he wanted to.

When you were pulling your wallet from your pocket, you dropped it on the floor by accident.

“Shit” you sighed and picked it up.

You had had to get down from the bar stool and grab your wallet from the floor, so you hadn’t noticed when someone had slipped something into your drink. You paid for your drinks, and drank the shot swiftly, before setting the shot glass down on the counter a bit harder than you meant to.

You made your way out of the bar, but you didn’t even get 20 meters away from it, before you noticed you didn’t really feel good. Usually that amount of alcohol would just give you a nice warm feeling and that was it, but now you felt like you were actually drunk.

“Fuck” you whispered when you realized what it was.

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and dialed Dabi. He didn’t answer right away and you had to call again

“Ready to come crawling back huh?” he answered, you could basically hear the grin in his voice.

“I-I think I was drugged” you said quietly into the phone, feeling like you were getting more tired by the second. You leaned against the nearest street light, trying to stay up.

“Where are you?” he asked with a much more serious tone, realizing the gravity of the situation.

“You-You know that bar near the park-park? I just left it” you muttered.

“Stay put, I’ll come get you” he said and hung up.

“Hey baby, you feeling okay?” you heard a voice ask from next to you.

You were feeling tired, but the fact that there was another person present made you more alert. You didn’t know what their intentions were, but you felt like it wasn’t anything good. You were scared, you were in no state to defend yourself efficiently and the man was quite a bit bigger than you.

“Why don’t you come with me, I’ll take good care of you” the man said, trying to grab your arm.

You pulled away, but you felt like it was hard to stay on your feet, so you had to lean against the street light again. Feeling like you were about to pass out.

“Leave me alone” you said, standing up more and trying to seem like you were in better condition than you actually were.

“I don’t think so. With the amount I put in your drink, you won’t be able to put up much of a fight”

“So you’re the one, good. Now I don’t have to go looking” Dabi said as he rounded the corner next to you.

“Dabi” you said quietly, your legs giving out from under you.

You fell down to your knees as Dabi walked past you to grab the guy who had been threatening you by his shirt collar.

“Let go of me you ugly-” was all the man managed to get out before his head was engulfed in flames.

You could feel the heat against your back, and you felt like you might have a hard time sleeping later, because the man’s screams were ringing in your ears. Dabi let go of the man, who dropped to the ground. He wasn’t moving, but you could still hear the light sizzling sound that was coming from him, even though the flames had been extinguished. You turned our eyes away from him, and looked at Dabi.

He was breathing heavily and his hands were smoking. You grabbed his hand, and even though it was hot, you held on. It’s not like you approved of him doing things like this, but you had no doubt the world would be a better place with some rapey asshole dead.

“Thank you” you said quietly.

“Let’s go sweetness” Dabi said as he helped you up.

He put your arm over his shoulders and placed his hand on your waist so he could keep you upright.

When you got back to the apartment you shared with him, he helped you to get on to the couch. You were feeling dizzy and tired, but you didn’t feel like you were about to pass out anymore.

“How you feeling?” Dabi asked.

“I’ll be fine, I think… I was just really scared” you sniffled and leaned your head against his shoulder.

“No need to worry about it anymore, that asshole won’t bother you again” Dabi said and wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer.

You felt safe with him. You knew what he was capable of and that he would keep you safe, in his own way, but safe nonetheless.

~Midoriya Izuku~

You were at your favorite bar with Izuku. He had had a good week at work and some of his sidekicks had taken him out for a drink, and naturally he wanted you to come with him. Of course they spent the whole evening talking about how the week had been and how great the work had been lately.

You were pretty happy to just sit next to Izuku and occasionally chime in on the conversation, with something like “Yeah, he did come home looking pretty ragged that day”.

“I’m gonna go get us some more drinks, but this is the last round guys” you said, looking at Izuku and each of the sidekicks sternly.

“Yes ma’am” the whole table said in unison, before bursting out in laughter.

You snickered a bit as you turned and started making your way to the bar counter to get the drinks. You just ordered everyone the same drinks as the last round and turned to wave at the guys at the table. You almost forgot your own drink and added it to the order separately. You later figured out that was probably how the man next to you knew which drink was yours. When you waved, you had turned your back to the drinks that were on the counter.

You brought the drinks to the table and everyone grabbed their own.

“Thank you” Izuku said and kissed you on the cheek.

“You’re welcome, and I meant it when I said this is the last round, can’t have you rookies getting too drunk” you grinned at everyone and took a sip of your drink.

“Midoriya, you're a lucky man” one of the sidekicks said.

“Don’t I know it” Izuku said and put his arm around you.

You talked some more and you finished your drink quite quickly, since it wasn’t very large. Soon after, you started feeling quite sick. You recognized the symptoms quite quickly and immediately told Izuku what was going on.

“I think I was spiked” you told him.

“What? By who?” he asked, starting to scan the crowd with his eyes.

Izuku noticed a shifty looking man that was staring at you intently and told his sidekicks to go ask the man what he thought he was doing.

“Should I call an ambulance?” Izuku asked.

“I think I’ll be fine, can you just get me home please?”

“Of course”

Izuku asked his sidekicks if they could deal with the situation, and since they agreed, he took you straight home. You managed to walk most of the way, but at some point he picked you up and carried you the rest of the way home, despite your protests.

He put you down when he had to open the front door and the only way you were staying up at that point was by leaning on the wall.

“I’m sorry your night got ruined” you mumbled.

“It didn’t babe. Well it’s not like this is a good thing, but it’s not your fault” he said as he opened the door.

Izuku picked you up again, and took your shoes off while you were still in his arms. He then carried you to the bedroom and set you down on the bed.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, kneeling down next to the bed and put his hand on your cheek, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

“I’m tired, and feel a bit sick, but otherwise I’m okay… I think”

“I’m going to get you some water, you should try to get some good fluids in you” Izuku said.

“Thank you, Izuku” you smiled, before kissing his palm and letting him go get you a glass of water.

You emptied the glass quickly, you hadn’t even realized how thirsty you had been.

“I think I’m gonna try to get some sleep, maybe this crappy feeling will go away by the time I wake up”

“That sounds like a good idea” Izuku smiled, but there was a sort of darkness in his eyes.

“Izu, I’m fine. Your sidekicks took care of that creep, and he’s probably with the police by now” you said tiredly.

“I know, it just makes me angry that they think they can just do that to someone else, especially to you” he squeezed his hands into fists.

“I love that you’re so passionate about my safety, but I’m okay, I didn’t get hurt or anything” you said gently and touched his hand.

His expression immediately softened and his hands relaxed.

“Just come here, lay down with me” you said and patted the bed on his side.

He did as you asked and you moved closer to him, making him flustered. You loved that you still had that effect on him even after all these years. You just brought your face close to his and touched his nose with yours.

“I’m okay Izu, I’m just super tired. Will you stay with me while I sleep?”

“Always” he said without a single bit of hesitation.

You smiled and snuggled closer to him. Your head was just under his chin and you fell asleep very quickly while Izuku held you. He kissed the top of your head and held you close.

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