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☆ glaciers

[pacifisting]

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[ True to his word, Midoriya does get there within ten minutes. He might have cheated, just a little bit to get there a little faster but at eight minutes in he's skidding into the front desk, asking where Todoroki's holed up. A few minutes later, he's knocking lightly on the door and peeking in to make sure he's got the right one.

In one hand is a backpack, stuffed to the brim with all of the notes and books from lectures missed, and in the other is a grocery bag, with the cakes, candy and eating utensils. Sliding in, he lets the door close quietly behind him and toes his shoes off, padding over to where Todoroki's settled in the bed. It never stops being jarring, seeing someone there, but Recovery Girl's made it clear that some things need to heal naturally. ]

With a minute to spare.

[ Smiling faintly at him, Midoriya slings the bag next to the bed and settles the groceries on top of the little table. ]

Do you need anything? Water?

[glaciers]

[After the sheer amount of times Midoriya went and broke his bones, she'd just sent Shouto off to the hospital to get treated there instead. So he's lying there with his leg bandaged up and suspended.

But he makes a little grabbing motion for Izuku to get closer.]

You.

[Which means he'd much rather Midoriya didn't leave him alone.]

[pacifisting]

[ Ruining it for everyone, neat. Midoriya edges closer, eyeing the way he's in bed and very, very gingerly comes closer and settles himself right onto the edge of the bed at Todoroki's side, planting a foot on the chair he's dragged over to balance himself. ]

I'm here.

[ And giving Todoroki a thorough once over that has nothing to do with intent and everything to do with seeing how injured he is, grimacing. ]

Are they taking care of you?

[glaciers]

[Shouto gives him a bland look. He's in the hospital? Of course the doctors and nurses are doing their jobs. At least his was a clean break and not a complete shattering of every bone in his leg.]

It's their job to.

[pacifisting]

[ Midoriya huffs out a laugh, shaking his head. ]

I know, I know. I just want to make sure they're doing it well!

[ Being bedridden sucks. Fiddling with the drawstrings of his hoodie, Midoriya gingerly shifts on the bed, careful not to sit on his arm on accident. ]

Oh! Do you want the cake now?

[glaciers]

[Shouto reaches up and tugs on one of the drawstrings, likely wrapping his hand around Midoriya's.]

Kiss first.

[pacifisting]

[ This time, the quiet laugh is more of a hum and Midoriya adjusts himself on the bed one more time to plant a hand on the railing to steady himself, his other covered by Todoroki's own. It's a careful balancing act, making sure he doesn't put any weight on Todoroki, but he leans down and presses a lingering kiss against Todoroki's mouth, smiling against it. ]

[glaciers]

[ Only his leg is broken, the rest of him is perfectly fine. And maybe it's the painkillers that make him misjudge things, but he tugs Midoriya down, smiling into the kiss and wrapping his arms around him. ]

It's boring without you.

[pacifisting]

[ Paranoia's a hell of a thing and the last thing Midoriya wants is to lean on something he shouldn't and hurt him more. Of course, the moment Todoroki's arms go around him, Midoriya shifts, adjusting until he can lean very lightly against him in turn, resting an elbow on the bed to brace just above him. ]

Hospitals are pretty boring. [ Painfully so sometimes. ] I talked to everyone else, though. We'll be stopping by to have lunches here with you, and catch you up on what happened in the morning. And I'll come by for dinner, too.

[glaciers]

Only my leg is broken.

[ Izuku could certainly lay on the rest of him without any ill effects. He really misses cuddling on the couch. ]

Thanks. I'll be more careful next time.

[ Because being bedridden in a hospital is the worst. ] Just make sure you don't break anything on your way.

[pacifisting]

I know, I know. The beds aren't very big here though...

[ He wants to cuddle, too, but if jostling Todoroki around means hurting his leg... ]

Well, if I do, I'll ask them to put me in here. [ He probably shouldn't be delivering that line with a smile. ]

[glaciers]

[ Immediately he starts pouting and batting at Izuku's cheek. ]

Do not break any more bones. The hospital's seen enough of you for a decade

[pacifisting]

[ Inhaling air, his cheeks puff up as Todoroki pats at them, wrinkling his nose. ]

I won't, I won't, I promise. Besides, forget any villains. Pretty sure my mom would never forgive me. [ And All Might. And Todoroki. And Uraraka. And-- yeah. ]

[glaciers]

Aizawa-sensei would expel you.

[He doesn't stop batting at Midoriya's cheeks, but it's not like he's doing it particularly hard.]

[pacifisting]

So, no broken bones, then. I promise.

[ He blows the air out in a raspberry against Todoroki's arm, hiding his smile into the curve of his shoulder when he leans in. ]

No one is getting expelled.

[glaciers]

[Shouto doesn't stop prodding at Midoriya's cheeks but he smiles when Midoriya promises not to break his bones again.]

Good. I want to come back to class and see you're still there.

[pacifisting]

[Todoroki's okay. He might be in the hospital and might be injured, but he's going to be okay, and it's only now that the relief seems to settle over Midoriya in full. He's still careful not to put his full weight on Todoroki, but he smiles easier and means it, hiding his cheeks from poking fingers.]

Is there something on my face? [ He prods at Todoroki's face in turn, ducking his own head because it feels ridiculous to get teary over someone being alright. ] Being a pro-hero means being so good we barely ever see each other here. So we'll both do our best to be so good we don't need to.

[glaciers]

[Shouto does not stop prodding at his boyfriends cheeks, but while they're here alone why should he?]

No. Your cheeks are soft... Like mochi?

We have to work hard for the three years before graduation so we don't end up in the hospital.

[pacifisting]

[ Midoriya makes a noise not dissimilar from a deflating balloon in response. ]

Mochi?

[ Rather than scandalized his tone is amused. ]

We will. I like seeing you too much for it to be here any more than it has to be.

[glaciers]

Yeah. You know, soft and squishy. It's cute. You're cute.

[There's a warm expression as Shouto just gazes at him.]

☆ dynamight

[pacifisting]

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[ Midoriya's mouth opens in protest but he swallows it back; Bakugou's able to do what he wants and if he wants to burn the roof of his mouth with coffee then go for it. For his own, he pads over to the fridge and pours a splash of milk into it, leaving it next to the coffee maker for when the others wake up. ]

Sure, but it's also for whatever you wanted to use it for.

[ Midoriya tugs out his cellphone and bites back a groan. Hot pockets are so small why do they take so long to cook. Leaning against the counter instead of sitting on it, he takes long sips of his coffee, blowing over the top to try and cool it just a little. ] Wouldn't be able to sleep even if I did. Besides, this is nice.

[ Early mornings are quiet and slow and despite desperately wanting a shower after his run, he'd rather be right here right now when both of their edges seem a little softer ]

[dynamight]

[Well, Bakugou isn't exactly the modest type, especially when it comes to staring. He has a careful but long sip of the black coffee, and his red eyes peer at Midoriya from over the mug, unwavering. A little piercing, not unlike a predator bird watching its prey.

It isn't meant to be so fierce, but he's a little intense without realizing.] You already know what you can do. [His voice sounds like gravel from the hot coffee, but it's low, like a secret.]

Your little fucking hand-me-down; you already know what you're capable of doing, don't you? You've got someone to tell you. It's the rest of us you're wanting to write notes about in that notebook of yours.

[pacifisting]

[ Midoriya is quiet for a few moments, not sure if he’s going to do more harm than good here because navigating the subject of quirks with Bakugou is like navigating a mine field sometimes. ]

It isn’t as easy as it sounds.

[ Back onto the counter he goes, watching Bakugou. It’s clear he’s picking his words carefully, tentatively. He knows what All Might is- no, was capable of, and eventually he’ll get there with enough work. But everyone else has unique ones, and are figuring out new ways to use them. ]

Besides, I know the extent of my quirk, to a point, but everyone else... especially you, Kacchan, you’re always doing something amazing.

[dynamight]

Don't be a fucking idiot, Deku.

[It comes without any kind of hesitation at the tail end of Midoriya's words. He takes another sip of coffee before putting the mug on the edge of the counter where it starts from the oven.

But his eyes still don't leave Midoriya's face.] Take a piece of your own damn advice. Whatever bullshit you told Half 'n Half. "It's yours"?

I don't give a shit how it works. You've got it now. That means if you don't start making it your own, I'm going to leave you in the fucking dust. You can eat the rest of my handouts when I'm the top hero.

[pacifisting]

[ He doesn’t roll his eyes but it’s a close thing, curling both hands around the mug. Bakugou’s secondary quirk is making pep talks sound as aggressive as possible apparently.]

I know. I’m still figuring that out, but I will.

[ Behind him the pot gurgles as it finishes and once it’s done midoriya grabs it and tops Bakugou’s mug off first and then his own. ]

Hey, why are you up so early anyway?

[ It can’t just be to protect his hot pockets. ]