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Hey! Can you write something like Izuku goes to shouta for anxiety or depression help but Shouta thinks its just another prank and tells Izuku to leave him alone.

First off, I just realized I can copy and paste the prompts, so go me!
Second, yes, I can.
I decide not to do anything too intense since I've done plenty of that before. This time, I just made it more realistic in my opinion. Short but realistic.

Warnings: Depression, Dumbass Shouta

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Third POV Izuku POV

Izuku was tired mentally and emotionally. If his body could match his mind, it would be in the same state. However, his body hasn't escaped freely either as it feels heavy.

He just felt wrong. Off.

Numb was probably the best word to put it.

So, he turned to someone he could trust: Shouta.

Shouta was on the couch napping in the teacher's dorm living room when Izuku finds him. With his fake expression up (goddamn, that feels horrible), he approaches Shouta and gently shakes him awake.

"Hey, Sho, can I confer with you?" Izuku asks with his typical enthusiasm. He doesn't want anybody else to worry. He wants to keep the worry limits as low as possible.

Shouta groans, not even looking up at him, "What, Izuku?"

"I rather do it in privacy since it involves my crippling mental help."

"Stop joking around. I'm not falling for another prank this week." Izuku feels rage start to burn in his chest. He almost explodes, but he shoves it down. It's okay. He just needs to explain.

"I am not joking, Shouta."

"Izuku, please. I'm too tired for your jokes."

The rage comes up again, the only clear emotion Izuku can feel. This time, he can barely hold it down. It's wrong to scream at Shouta when he just doesn't understand.

"Fine," Izuku says, his tone more curt than usual.

Izuku doesn't add anymore to it. He heads to his dorm as quickly as possible, accidently slamming the door out of that anger.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Izuku heads to his bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Izuku collapses on the bed, tired. As quick as that anger came, it left as if it was never done.

What the hell is going on?

"Izuku?" He hears Shouta call, clearly worried.

What the?

It takes Izuku too long to get out of bed, it feeling so hard to do.

A knock on his door, "Izuku? Kid, are you alright? I'm sorry, I should not have disregarded you like that."

Izuku slowly makes his way to the door, opening it to find Shouta there. He looks up at Shouta, and that's all he needs.

Shouta quickly snatches Izuku up in his arms, rocking him gently, "I'm sorry. I should have looked at you. That was completely wrong of me."

Izuku doesn't react for a moment. It takes him too long with raise his arm and wrap it around Shouta, resting his head against his chest.

Shouta just sighs, "Come on. Let's get you to bed so we can talk about it."

"Thanks," Izuku mumbles.

"I'll always be here, kid. Even if I make a few mistakes. Just snap at me next time your like this and I do that, alright?"

Izuku nods, too tired to say anything else.

Shouta guides Izuku to bed, the two cuddling while they discuss the complex emotions of Izuku.