~~~Kacchan's POV~~~

"Alright, what's going on Izu?"

"W-what nothing." Lies, his step has been a little more sluggish and his smile's gone.

"Don't lie to me Deku, tell me what you're thinking."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Y-you'll be disappointed." I let my eyes close, taking a moment to think on what I'll say, even though I don't even need to think.

"You never disappoint me."

"T-then I'll make you angry."

"Zuku, name one time I've been angry with you." I can tell he's racking his brain thinking of our moments.

"This morning when I started shutting you out."

"That wasn't anger love."

"When you saw the bruises the first time."

"I wasn't angry with you, I was angry with the dumb bastard. I have never been angry with you so what makes you think I will be now?"

"The fact the thoughts were about how you aren't happy with me and how you just wish the bastard would deal with me instead," it's said with a soft voice, the one he uses when he feels he's in a glass room and if he spoke louder than a whisper the glass would shatter and cut him.

"Look at me," I grab his chin, making him look at me, "none of that is true, the bastard can stay away, and I'm the happiest with you."

"But all I ever do is worry you."

"Maybe I worry, but that comes with loving someone. It's not all I feel nor all you do. I feel joy when I'm with you, and what makes the feeling better is when you shine that bright smile towards me. I feel the flutter of my heart when we kiss and cuddle, and I love it. Not all the feelings and emotions I have towards you are negative." He just closes his eyes, trying to relax. But he starts shaking his head.

"But I anger you, I hurt you. I can't even fathom the fact that you love me when I can't even find one thing I love about myself." His voice drifts off the more he talks, as if, if it were heard something would awaken and start a war.

"You don't anger me Izu," my voice softens even more, "and yeah, we've hurt each other but we're getting through this speed bump. We're working things out. And you bet your cute ass that I love you, no matter how much your mind says otherwise, I love the way you cuddle into me when we go to bed," I start walking closer to him, promptly causing him to back up against a wall nearby, "I love the way you melt into me when we have our soft moments. I love the way you look at me when we finish kissing. Most importantly I love who you are." I have him pinned against the wall, my hand still under his chin. He has a bright blush across his cheeks enhancing his freckles more.

"K-Kacchan?"

"I love your voice, your eyes, that unruly hair that's too soft to be legal. I love the way you put others before you and how you never give up when you put your mind to it." After saying the last word, before he could interrupt I steal a soft, loving kiss from him. It was short lived, but held more passion and words than I have ever fathomed before. When I pull away, his eyes are still closed, a relaxed aura around him.

"Thank you Kacchan."

"Anything for you love, I will always be here for you." A small smile settled on my face, seeing how my words helped calm the storm in him calmed my own.

"Can we stay here for a moment?"

"Yeah Zuku." I pull my phone out, sending a text to raccoon face.

Hey, we might be a little late. But we'll be there. We also have the stuff for a picnic.

Alright Boom Boom Boy, I'm still a few minutes away but I'll see you guys soon.

He rests his head on my shoulder, I feel the tension release from his shoulders. We sit like that for a minute.

"Hey Deku, we should get going." He whines as a reply.

"Don't be like that, we're seeing raccoon face remember?"

"Fiiinnee but I want cuddles when we get home."

"Deal." We get off the wall, continuing our walk to the park. It only took two minutes to get there. As we enter the park, we see a car drive up.

"Explodie, Izuku, hey guys."

"Raccoon face."

"Hi Shin." As the purple haired boy gets out of the car, I see two others follow suit.

"Dads, you don't have to-"

"Stop," a tired man with black hair and a scarf said.

"Don't be like that Sho," a loud blonde with big hair said.

"Izuku, Boom Boom, these are my dads, Shota Aizawa and Yamada Hazashi."

"H-hi, I'm I-Izuku Midoriya." The nerd walks up to them, shaking their hands.

"Yo, Katsuki Bakugou."

"More like Bakuhoe."

"What was that raccoon?"

"Enough." The tired Aizawa said.

"S-sorry dad."

"Pleasure to finally meet you Izuku, and you Bakugou."

"N-no, the pleasure's all mine Aizawa." Of course the nerd would say that.

"What do you mean finally?"

"Our son here, has been dying since last night for today. He really wants to be your guy's friend. Not many want to talk to him due to his quirk." Hazashi stated.

"Makes sense-" The nerd started muttering about the quirk.

"Love." I lightly tap him.

"H-huh?"

"You're spacing out and muttering."

"O-oh sorry." A blush paints his cheeks.

"Your fine kid, it was nice finally meeting you, but we should be on our way. Bye Hitoshi."

"Alright bye dads."

"Goodbye sir's, it was nice meeting you." The nerd is too formal.

"Peace." We parted ways, the adults walking to their car to drive wherever they needed. The three of us went to a more secluded area of the park, around some woods. Izuku set up the blanket and sat down, raccoon boy and I stood back a little having a short conversation.

"So, how are we addressing the issue?"

"We need to make it seem casual or he'll shut down."

"I get that, I'm not stupid Bakuhoe. How are we going to go about getting him to talk?"

"Let him start the conversation, then slowly change the subject." He just nods in response, walking over and sitting next to Izu on the blanket. A soft smile appears when I see the beautiful smile the green haired boy holds. It's not his full, happy smile. It's the one he takes when he's at peace with his mind, when he feels safe and no thoughts, memories, or arguments going on. It's the smile I wish I could see often. I walk over sitting on the other side of him, taking his hand.

"So Shin, what're your hobbies?"

"O-oh um, I like to look at the stars at night."

"I see why, it's so peaceful and pretty." Another smile appears, a content one, as he looks at the sky, admiring the clouds.

"So Izuku..."

"Hm?" He's distracted by something, maybe the sky.

"What makes you think everyone hates you?" He isn't using his quirk and I'm glad. He doesn't need to.

"O-oh," he looks down at his lap, "I-I just do. In a way I guess it makes things easier for when Dad gets back." Dammit.

"But none of us hate you. Not only that but you aren't useless or worthless. And calling yourself an idiot is incorrect on many levels. I just want to understand why you feel these things." I'm not sure if he's taking the right approach or not but we'll see.

"Shin... you know about my dad right?"

"He would abuse you for the fact that you're quirkless and your mother loves you more."

"Well yes, but he would also repeat those words everytime..." Fuck he's really talking... Good. I wrap my arms around him, making sure he's okay.

"So with him doing that it made you eventually believe it, didn't he? Then on top of it you also got the idea that everyone hates you due to the fact that you can't like yourself because of everything that's happened."

"Y-yeah. But I also hate myself because it's easier to hate yourself than finding things to love about yourself when nothing you see gives you anything to love." I tighten my grip. Does he really feel like there's nothing to love about him?

"Hey, Kacchan I'm fine you can relax a little." He has his hand on my arm, so I relax my grip more.

"Bakuhoe, do you want to explain to him why the last part of his sentence was incorrect?"

"Yeah, whatever racoon face. Izu, there is plenty to love about you. Your smile, the real one, it lights up a room more than the sun ever could. Your eyes, they are so soft that you could make the angriest of men soft. Your laugh, the one you make when you're tired but still play around with me, it makes my heart do flips and it's the only thing that makes everything so much better. Then we get to your personality, you care too much, but it's what you do and it fits you so well. The way you care about anyone, even those you don't know anything about. Or we can talk about the way your warm spirit can touch anyone's heart, cold or not, you always make people feel welcome."

"Or the fact that you try to help people even when you're the one in need." Damn raccoon face stole that one.

"B-but then you need to look at the fact that I have scars, some from my own stupid actions. I also can be extremely stupid at times. My depression makes it hard for me to sleep, along with the thoughts and memories which cause me to have eye bags. I'm too small because I hate eating, but when I start gaining weight I feel fat. So many things are too imperfect and it makes me see what to hate, it should be more evident to you guys too."

"I have eye bags, I have issues with myself, yet you seem to want to help me so what's so different about me than you?"

"Shin, you deserve the help. I've already given up." In that moment I felt my heart tear in two. My grip tightens, I'm not letting go this time. I feel his hand on my arm again.

"Kacchan-"

"No."

"Wha-"

"No Deku, I'm not letting go, you aren't fine, stop lying."

"I didn't-"

"Yes you did, earlier. And I know you were about to do it again. So stop hiding behind false words and fake faces. Tell us about it. Please Izuku, we want to help."

"I... Kacchan, how can I talk about something I don't even know? How can I tell someone my problems when I don't know how to explain them?"

"Just talk, if it doesn't make sense we'll tell you, or Bakuhoe will explain it better if he knows. Or, and it's only if you want to, I can use my quirk. But I'm not using it unless you truly want to."

"I know, I just... it's hard when you don't know how to word it."

"Take your time Izu, there's no rush." I watch him close his eyes, take a deep breath, and relax into me more.

"I've accepted the fact that I'll back out of receiving help because of hating myself. I don't feel sorry for anything I've done to myself or what the bastard did to me. I've accepted the fact that I'm leaving one day." He takes a deep breath, opens his eyes, and curls into me.

"Keep going Izuku, remember we're here to listen."

"I always feel bad for Kacchan taking the time to be with me, for putting up with me the way he has. I feel bad for mom having to take time to take me to Aato's office, I feel bad for you having to come to the park today because I was so fucked up last night. I feel bad that my dad has to deal with a gay, quirkless, useless child that does nothing right. I feel bad about needing the help and hurting my mom and Kacchan so bad. But I can't feel sorry for wanting to die so I can stop hurting them." His words got further apart towards the end from him needing to take breaths to stop from crying. He's now laying on my lap, holding tightly on my arm.

"Kid, you're getting the help, you just need to focus on the fact that people love you, and want you better. You aren't leaving any time soon, you still need to prove Bakubitch wrong on being a hero. And he doesn't hate taking time to be with you, he loves you more than anything. Your mother loves you, she hates seeing you like this. I'd come see you any day to help you, or just hang out. I want to be friends, and even so you're amazing. And your bastard of a sperm doner can fuck off, you can't choose to be quirkless or gay. You most definitely aren't useless either. You're smarter than most people I know, and you're very analytical when it comes to heroes. We all want to help you, so you aren't taking our time away because without you, I'm sure many people would hate life, and sure your mom and Blondie here are hurt but they love you too much to stop helping, they want you better. You dying would make things worse, it'll hurt them more, it'll hurt me. So don't think about it. I'll personally stop you if Thotski can't."

"Stop with the name raccoon boy, and I'll always be able to stop him. But he's right Izu, all of it."

"I-I know, but it doesn't stop the other side." He's starting to cry, I can hear it in his voice.

"Hey, let's take a break. Take a nap if you want kid, it's only like one-thirty." He lays on the blanket, beside me and relaxes.

"I-I'm sorry."

"Hey, it'll be okay, remember we're working on it." He gets off my lap, lays between raccoon face and me.

"What do you guys want to do?"

"I'm down for anything, we can walk around or go anywhere within walking distance, dad won't be here until I text."

"Same Kacchan, we don't have to leave until around four so we can clean up and get everything ready."

"Okay, so what do you guys wanna do?"

"We could eat the lunch you guys packed, then walk around."

"Sounds good to me, how about you Izu?"

"Sounds awesome." And that's what we did, the rest of the day was filled with jokes and just fun. We didn't talk about the topic of Izuku's thoughts much more but it stuck to my mind. We walked around the park, and ended up walking to a mall nearby. We didn't get anything, just browsed until we walked raccoon face back to the park, it was about four when we did so. He texted one of his dad's to get him as we started heading that way. By the time Deku and I finally started to head home it was four thirty, we waited for Aizawa to get purple dude.

"Kacchan?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

"What for dork?"

"For being here for me, loving me, being my hero." Butterflies went through my stomach, a warm smile replaced my straight face and warmth spread through my body. It's these sweet soft moments I love, the way time stops. Like this moment will last forever, and it will, in my thoughts and memories because these are the moments that never stop playing in my head.

"Nerd, look at me."

"Okay, wha-" I stole another kiss, I couldn't help it. It was like our others, kind of. It was soft and sweet, and even though he didn't expect it his lips molded to mine, and we moved in sync. His arms slowly reached my neck, playing with some hair near the top as my hands circled his waist, holding him close once I pulled him to me. Our own personal heaven that I wish I could never leave.