As Midoriya lay in his bed, stewing in his illness he realized some important things. 1- He probably shouldn't do any vigilante things while sick and under supervision. 2- He probably won't get that equipment back and 3- He has no idea how to flirt.

The last one troubled him, as his throat still hurts when he had tried to talk to Shinso, but he someone had gotten romantic feelings for the boy in one moment. He knew Rini would be absolutely no help in this matter, for as outgoing as they were, they were also aromantic. Suki might work, but he didn't know how to feel about asking her for help. His mind flittered through people for help, once landing on Bakugo but immediately rejecting that idea (Poor Shinso would be dead)

He didn't know how long he laid there, awake, delirious and aching, but eventually Nezu came in with a cup of coldish water. It soothed his throat, and he tried to think of ways to soothe his muscles. "Nezuuuuuu, why do I feel so achy." He groaned, curling up into the hoodie. He felt his face reddened slightly from it, but he ignored it in favor of the comfortable position. He didn't know why he just refused to change out of it, but like it was comfy and oversized and with how cold he was feeling it made sense to just keep it on.

"That can happen when you get stabbed and overwork yourself, can you explain to me either how or why you got stabbed or why you went on a walk at midnight." Nezu retorted, sitting Midoriya up and placing a cool rag on his neck.

"Midoriya.... When did you get all these scars on your back?" The creature asks, moving around his hoodie to look at them.

"No idea, as I can't see them." the boy replied sarcastically, making Nezu sigh.

"It would be a whole lot easier to take care of you if you gave people straight answers." Nezu groaned, grabbing a brush to try and tame his unruly hair.

"Sorry, I can only give gay answers." He mumbled back, tiredly dozing off. The brush in his hair stopped moving and he turned to see Nezu's face in a look of shock and surprise. "P-Pardon Midoriya." The mouse gritted his voice very angry and scary.

Now most people thought Nezu was at the scariest when he gave you a strained smile. One that conveyed you fucked up and he was getting revenge on you. But no, when Nezu had an actual look of angry on his face, not just in his body language it was terrifying. He looked like a predator ready to snap your neck for fun, and it made the teen recoil in fear.

Sadly the best solution Midoriya thought of to be safe was going to Bakugo, who happened to be at school in Nezu's turf. Anyhow, he ran away from the mouse and launched himself towards the train station. He knew Nezu had brought his car, but the train was slightly faster. He boarded the train car at the last moment, smoothly heading to UA.

When he got off it he ran to UA flying through the gates. Nezu had taught him how scale buildings (using UA as a training ground) but he had known from training for vigilantism. He frantically found footing and launched himself up, knocking on the 1-A window rapidly.

He had scared Bakugo enough to make the boy explode his pen, and when the boy looked over he looked confused. "What the fuck Deku" he said upon opening the window bringing the now shaking boy inside 'Nezu is s c a r y' the boy replied drawling out the sign for scary. The blonde snorted and took a hand to Midoriya's forehead

"Isn't Recovery Girl scarier? Because you look dead from your fever." Bakugo sneered, ruffling the shorter's hair. Midoriya looked at him blankly before replying 'not right now, I'm absolutely scared from him right now' motioning to his still shaking body. As he did that he started coughing and steadying himself against the wall.

It was loud enough to wake up Aizawa, the man's eyes glowing as he arose. Midoriya gave a shy wave, before going back to coughing. "Problem Child? You escaped again." Aizawa said, going over to crouch next to boy. 'yes. Nezu is scary right now.' he signed to the teacher, his hands and arms shaking.

Bakugo stared at him for a moment, before speaking out. "Why the fuck did you get another hoodie? You have like ten." He asked, Midoriya about to respond but he was trapped with bright ribbons. His brain mentally supplied him that these were like the villain apprehenders on I-Island.

"Say Aizawa! Does anyone in your class need punishment today?" Nezu said, popping out of the ceiling with a scary and sadistic smile. Midoriya knew he was fucked.

"Take Shinso and whoever you see fit." The man replied tiredly, flopping over in his sleeping bag. Nezu motioned for the two to come along, Midoriya awkwardly following in his bindings until Shinso carefully picked him up.

"So! Shinso, I assume you have no problem with gay people, seeing as your parents are, correct?" Nezu asked while sitting in his office, his toe beans pushed together menacingly. The boy in question looked confused, but nodded slowly and warilyly. "Wonderful! Welcome to gay SexEd! This lesson is probably way overdue for you Midoriya!" Nezu chirped with sadistic glee.

Shinso paled a recoiled, looking at the greenette who seemed confused. "Feel free to speak if you have any questions!" The mouse said already starting his presentation.

One and a half hours. Nezu's presentation took ninety minutes and by the end of it Shinso was mentally dead while Midoriya was bright red. "So Midoriya, care to explain your response from earlier?" Nezu asked. The greenette shifted awkwardly, knowing more things then he ever wanted to about his sexuality.

"I-uh n-no??" He said, stuttering and trying to bury himself in his hoodie. "Wrong answer!" Nezu said, smile getting wider. A few tears started falling from his eyes again, his anxiety and discomfort growing and becoming overwhelming. "Stop pressuring him." Shinso interrupted, his voice dark in tone as he reached over to rub circles on the smaller's back. Nezu had a look of shock on his face for a split second, before a small kind smile came on his face.

"I can see why you like young Shinso, he seems to take care of you, huh?" Nezu said, a small laugh escaping his mouth. "Sorry for scaring you so bad! I just like making sure my student is in good hands, with everything that has happened to him already." Nezu completed, comfortably slumping into his chair. The mouse got up, bowing to the purple haired teen who was being curled into by Midoriya.

" Thank you for finding him yesterday, he is the only human I have ever any sort of love for and I think of his as my own son. Please, be good to him when you become friends, and if you become partners." And with that Nezu left the room leaving the two alone together, Midoriya's bindings coming undone.

"I did not expect that." Shinso commented, wrapping an arm around Midoriya's shoulders. He felt the smaller tense up a little but dropped it and scooted closer. "A-are you excited a-bout the sports festival?" Midoriya asked, bringing his legs upwards after taking off his shoes.

"Don't force yourself to talk to me if you can't. I guess I'm indifferent about it now." Shinso replied, starting to lean his head into the other's. "Are you participating in it, Floof?

"I have to do work, so I can't" Midoriya replied, his voice quiet enough for only Shinso to hear. A small 'oh' left the other's mouth.

"Are we allowed to leave...?" Shinso asked, seemingly full of questions right now. "You can if you want..." Midoriya mumbled, sinking into his hoodie. The two sat in silence for a bit, before Shinso moved Midoriya so their legs crossed.

"T-there is something else I want to do." Shinso said, his face unreadable. "Ok, knock yourself out." Midoriya replied, motioning to around Nezu's office. He noticed the taller raised an eyebrow but quickly went back to a neutral expression. Midoriya felt the other's eyes stare at him, making him get a bit flustered. He started numbly fiddling with his sleeves, pulling them over each other and out, cuffing and uncuffing them just to be distracted. As his hands took a break from moving his sleeves Shinso took the moment to slip his hand into it.

Midoriya stared at their hands for a solid minute, before looking up at the other teen. His movements flinched as lips met his own again. A tingly feeling came from his chest, realising what Shinso had wanted to do was kiss him again. Shinso started moving his lips against Midoriya's, who started mimicking the movement. Shinso moved his hands from the other's hand and idly sitting next to him to Midoriya's low back.

However innocent the greenette knew exactly what the other was trying to do, so he moved them around to his neck. Shinso took that with stride, pulling the smaller forward. Midoriya put his hands in the other's unruly hair, enjoying the softness of it. The purple haired teen lightly sucked Midoriya's top lift, making the receiving boy shiver. Midoriya's hands ventured out of the other's hair, putting them on the other's shoulders and separating them.

His arms were shaking and his face was bright red, he felt very warm at this moment. Shinso had a guilty expression as he moved his hands to move Midoriya's face to look at him. "Was that too far?" the tired teen asked, concern lacing his voice.

'It- it was perfect, b-but this isn't the most private place and u-um, we a-are kids still." Midoriya replied, removing his hands from the other's shoulders. "P-plus I'm still kind of sick." He mumbled, bringing his arms to hide his embarrassed face. He felt the couch cushions shift, and he moved his fingers to see Shinso leaning to his ear.

"Sorry for trying to grab your ass, I-zu-ku" He whispered, his voice seeming lower than normal. The greenette leaned backwards from shock, trying to escape as their legs were trapped together. This ended up with Midoriya laying on the couch with Shinso awkwardly on top of him and biting his shoulder on accident. Pain surged in the smaller boy as he whimpered, Shinso pushed his upper body up, effectively pinning the boy under him. They both stared at each other before starting to quietly laugh.

"Izuku Midoriya.... I hope I can earn your complete trust one day." Shinso said, placing a kiss on the smaller's forehead. Midoriya giggled, covering his small smile with his hand. "Get off me you doofus." Midoriya giggled, squirming around.

"Hmmmm No I think I'm fine her-" he was cut off by being shoved to the floor. "Go back to class Shinso, I'm going to sleep." Midoriya groaned, getting up and grabbing a soft blanket from Nezu's desk. Upon settling to lay down Shinso took the blanket and easily draped it over the boy. "Sleep well Floof." he muttered, looking at the boy's already sleeping figure. He took two of his own fingers and brought them to his lips, softly setting them on the smaller's and walked out of the office.

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