Todoroki's P.O.V

Not long after today, we became the school's Power Couple. Everyone was talking about us. We mostly got smiles, but there were glares. It didn't bother me as much, but Izuku is a different story. He's used to just Bakugou picking on him. Now, there are multiple people. Others don't really come up to me because they seem scared of me. Others are taking Izuku's vulnerability for granted. And I hate that.

One day, Izuku went off to the bathroom during passing and didn't come back that quickly. I was worried about him. I walk into class and wait a bit. Soon, I ask our teacher, Present Mic, to go to the bathroom. He said yes and I was gone. While walking down the hall, I heard voices and cries. I run to it and see Izuku on the ground being picked on by Monoma.

"P-Please stop! I didn't do anything t-to you!" Izuku pleaded. This made me walk up and beat him up. I thought he was the only one, but there was also Kaminari (Yo I like lightning boi, I just used him for the sake of the story. Don't worry. Lightning boi is good) going to beat up my baby.

"S-Stop, K-Kaminari!" Izuku pleaded again. I walked away from a bloody and bruised Momona and grabbed Kaminari, soon starting the fight. We fought for what seems like hours, surprisingly not gaining the attention of others.

After a while, I was pulled away by a tear-face Izuku. I pulled me into a hug, dampening my shoulder with tears. After crying for a little while, he looks up at me.

"P-Please don't do th-that again. Especially for m-me." Izuku pleaded, keeping his head on my shoulder. I stiffen up in shock at what he said. I look down and pet his hair. Why is he acting like this?

"I would do anything for you," I say in a whisper. Izuku's breath hitched and he looked up at me in fear, like if I'm a monster or I'm crazy. He says something that breaks my heart into pieces.

"B-But I'm useless. I'm a monster. I'm selfish, I'm dumb, I'm annoying, I should probably just kill my-" Izuku started rambling, but I cut him off with a kiss to the lips. I pull away and start to speak.

"You aren't any of that. Who gave you that idea?" I asked, my voice laced with venom, ready to kill whoever tainted my pure bean. Izuku just shook his head and stood up.

"Everyone else says I am so it's true. I'm better off dead." Izuku muttered, starting to walk off. I quickly stand up and hug him from behind. I lean down to his ear, kissing it with gentle kisses.

"They're wrong. You are beautiful, strong, amazing, selfless, smart, and so much more. You inspire me. You decided to let me live with you. You could have left me on the street. Hell, if it was Kaminari, you'd still let him live with you. You have such an amazing personality and whoever tainted you with these horrible thoughts ought to leave." I whisper in his ear, kissing his cheek shortly after. I left my lips on his cheek, only pulling away when I felt salty, wet tears on my lips. I smoothly turn him towards me, showing me his glassy eyes that are filled with tears.

"I love you, Izuku Midoriya," I say kissing his very kissable lips right after. When we pull away, I see Izuku turned away with a large blush on his face. His beautiful eyes look into my mismatch blue and grey eyes.

"I love you, too, Shoto Todoroki," Izuku says with a huge smile on his face. He buries his face into my chest, still smiling.

Time Skip to Next Day at School

Midoriya's P.O.V

I walk down the hall alone. Todoroki went off on a jog this morning but came home late. He's going to be here in a bit. But I wish he was here now. I'm getting all these stares from everyone. I'm seeing glares and looks of disgust.

Everyone hates you. Shoto was out longer so he could be away from you more. You're ugly and useless.

That's not true! He loves me!

Maybe he just feels bad for you. You came to this school with a quirk that isn't yours. You're a fake and will never be a real hero. A hero saves people. It's you that needs to be saved.

I saved Shoto. I can be a hero, too.

He would rather be left on the street than be in the same house as you.

What about all those kisses he gives me?

They aren't full of love. Have you seen how Shoto looks at you? He has this hate in his eyes. He hates you. He would rather be with Momo. She's everything you're not. She's pretty, smart, rich, and a girl. Shoto isn't gay. He fakes it.

With the way you put it, you make it sound true.

That's because it is true. Now, if you don't want me in your head, go to the bathroom and release me.

Okay.

After that, the voices left. I didn't notice it, but I started crying. I follow my voices and go into the bathroom. When there, I dump out my backpack and find a pocket knife in there. Lucky me. I grasp it, letting my fingers cradle the cool metal. I pull down my pants far enough to expose my thigh. I lift up the bottom of my boxers enough so the top of my thigh is seen. I take the blade and slice across my thigh. I hiss in pain, but soon get used to the pain, craving it.

This goes on for a while until the bell for the end of first period rings. I take some paper towels and clean up my leg. I use a lot of toilet paper and paper towels to bandage up my legs. I lift myself up and get everything ready. I walk to the mirror to practice my fake smile. It's pretty convincing, so I leave, going to my mathematics class.

Todoroki's P.O.V

I made it to school when the bell was just seconds from ringing for second period. I race to Mr. Aizawa's class, making it passed the door when the bell rings. I find my seat and wait for class to commence.

"Where's Midoriya?" I heard someone say. Others are talking due to Mr. Aizawa not being here.

"I don't care what happens to him. He's gay and weak." Another person says.

"That shitty faggot can go die. I hope he did." This made my blood boil.

"I just hope he's okay." I felt relieved that at least someone cared.

"He always has something to say about the class, so he makes the class more interesting if you ask me." Thank you.

"Maybe Todoroki knows." No.

"Of course he would know. Midoriya is his fuck buddy and Todoroki is a slut when it comes to sex." What? That doesn't make any sense.

All these things were being scattered around, words flying out of people's mouths. I didn't care what they said about me, but it's Izuku. I can't stand it when people talk about him like that. If they're just worried, that's fine. But these people want him dead.

I walk up behind the group that was talking shit about Izuku and I and start to speak.

"You know I'm right here, right?" I say in my monotone voice. This scares all of them, making them all go pale. But I continue to speak. "I hope you all die in a fire," I say, walking off while flipping them off. I'm worried about my Izuku. I want to know he's okay. I want to see his pure smile. I want to see his eyes light up when he's talking about someone he admires. I want him to know I'm here for him and I love him. I want him to know that every tunnel has a light; he just needs to believe in himself, first. I want him. I need him.

I love him...