As I connected Izuku's freckles, he must have realized what he was doing because his hand shot away, leaving my cheek cold.

"I'm sorry! That was weird!" He exclaimed, putting his head in his hands.

"Wait no, come back," I said without thinking, peeling his hands away and bringing his face towards mine, "I want to finish my dog."

"Your what?" He stuttered out.

"My dog. While you were in your world I was connecting your freckles like a dot puzzle. The dog is missing his back left leg." I explained, trying to find the dog's head again. I held his face in place, leaning forward. If I really wanted to, I could have shifted the slightest bit and sat in his lap.

I drew my imaginary line across his face, going down the length of a leg and curving into a choppy looking paw. I followed the scraggly line of freckles up and to the dogs stomach, completing my dog. I smiled to myself, looking into his eyes. I didn't put up a wall, I was just... too curious.

Why is she so close? Why does she have to make me feel this way? Shoto likes her, shouldn't I do the right thing and let him have her and be satisfied with being his best man? But when it comes to her... I don't feel satisfied. I feel fulfilled.

"Sorry about that." I said, cutting off his inner monologue. "That was weird." I laughed nervously, pulling away.

"It's fine, you're fine." He said, beet red, trying to hide his face. "Sorry about just... grabbing you like that."

"Sorry about making a dog on your face." We both laughed, not moving from our places on the floor.

This just got awkward.

"Mirio told me you helped him teach a class." He said randomly, looking back up at me. At least he filled the awkward silence, but I can't help but feel suspicious.

"I did, it was a lot of fun actually. Those kids. God, those kids are so talented. They'll make wonderful heroes one day." I said, smiling. Izuku smiled back at me.

"They really are something."

"There was this one kid, Kasai Yuudai, and he said something that made me think he was like... oh what was his name? He was in your class, real short guy..." I trailed off in my thoughts, trying to remember his name.

"Mineta?"

"Yes! Mineta! He reminded me of Mineta but a cooler version, you know? But then when I saw him in combat, he was so agile and skilled! It was amazing!" I exclaimed, waving my hands, letting my back hit the floor and laughing. My messy bun pushed painfully into the back of my head, so I took out the metal rod that held it together.

"What is that by the way?" Izuku asks, leaning closer and leaning over my shoulder.

"Well, my quirk isn't well suited for combat, so I have weapons all over my person. Watch." I held my arm out, the rod parallel to the floor. I pushed a small button, and the rod let out a small click before extending both ways, creating a staff. Izuku stared in awe.

"So... cool..." He muttered and I laughed. Condensing it again, I stood.

"I'm going to go change; this thing is way more uncomfortable than I remember." Izuku nodded me on and I went to go change.

I put on pajamas, not really caring what I looked like. As long as it wasn't my hero suit, I think I'll be good.

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Izuku paced around (Y/N)'s living room, tapping his forehead.

"What even was that?! Why am I so weird? I just sat there like an idiot holding her cheek! What the heck?!" He muttered to himself.

"Shouldn't I feel bad? Shoto's head over heels for this woman, I shouldn't be interfering!" He paused, thinking. "I did see her first, doesn't that mean I have dibs?" He thought for a moment more before smacking his head.

"She's not something to be owned idiot!" He collapsed on her coach, curling into a ball.

"She was so warm..." he whispered to himself, "why is this so hard? Why does Shoto have to be in love with her?" He paused, getting up from his position, remembering that he was in fact in her home and she could walk in on him in the fetal position at any moment.

"Curse that dang envelope."

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"I should go," Izuku said once I entered my living room, "I don't want to be a burden."

"Oh please, people keep sleeping over at my place to keep tabs on me, you'll be fine." I said, waving my hand as if brushing it off. "Are you alright Izuku? You seem flushed."

"I'm fine!" He exclaimed, voice cracking a bit. I slapped my hand to my mouth so I wouldn't laugh so loud, but that made Izuku turn brighter.

"It's not funny!" He exclaimed, voice cracking again. He put his hands over his mouth, making me laugh.

"It is so funny! You sound like a pubescent boy!" I laughed, walking over to the cough and sitting down beside him. I threw my head back, letting it hit the back of the couch. When I caught my breath, I looked at Izuku.

He had his hand over his mouth and was looking away. I could see that the tips of his ears were a bright crimson. I put my hand on his back, making small circles at an attempt to be comforting.

"I'm sorry if I offended you." I whispered, just loud enough where he could hear me.

"You didn't." He said, but his hand muffled his words. "It was just embarrassing." I silently chuckled.

"Yeah, that happens. People do embarrassing things. But it's alright, it's not like we were in public." He gave a short laugh, looking at me.

"That's true." We smiled at each other, happy in the other's presence. In that second I forgot to put up a wall.

I have to know.

"Has he done it yet?"

I gave Izuku a look of confusion. "What?"

"Shoto." He looked away and my back went straight. "Has he asked you to be his girlfriend yet? He keeps talking like he's going to, going on and on about how in love with you he is—"

"We're not dating." I said, cutting him off. "He confessed but I..." I stopped, thinking. "I turned him down."

Izuku snapped his head around to look at me.

"You did?"

"I did." I still felt bad about it. I could tell how he felt about me, how strong the feeling was, but I just couldn't. I couldn't be in a relationship. I was married to my work, I didn't know if Tomura was still watching me, I wasn't sure if I still had the emotional capacity for that. But now... I still don't know.

"You look conflicted."

"I am, I just," I paused, looking back at Izuku, "I feel so bad about turning him down."

Izuku smiled, turning to me and grabbing my hands.

"Don't." He said simply.

"I'm sorry?"

"Don't feel bad." He continued to stare into my eyes and I wondered how the hell they were so green, I mean come on they just look unnaturally beautiful.

Izuku pulled on my hands, making me lurch forward and effectively pulling me into a kiss.

Ok, mans got moves.

I squeezed my eyes shut, just letting Izuku do his thing. His hands went from my hands to my cheeks, holding my face like before. He whimpered a bit when his hands met my face, sounding blissfully happy.

He pulled away and we just stared at each other.

Oh my god I just kissed Shoto's crush.
Oh my god I just kissed MY crush.

He stammered a bit, trying to regain his thoughts I suppose. I sat, silent and confused.

"I should go."

So in short, I love Izuku—

I've seen a few people commenting that they're simping over me and I just—
🥺👉👈 really?

Fun Fact: - If you haven't caught it yet, (Y/N) is in fact bisexual! (Don't worry, chapters with the girls are coming!) But what was her gay awakening? Midnight. (Y/N) would she her on TV and not be able to look away. But the first time she realized she could be in a loving, romantic relationship with a woman was when she met Chiharu in high school. Before, she only thought she found girls attractive, but when she met Chiharu she realized she was open to dating a woman.

Reminder: You deserve everything. You deserve everything the world has to offer because you're just that special. Never let anyone, I mean anyone, tell you any different. 💞💞

Over and out.