Aizawa: I'm not mad, I just want to know why you two need a fake ID?
Midoriya: *mumbles*
Aizawa: What was that?
Shinsou: *sighs* You need to be over 18 at PetCo to hold the puppies
--
Izuku: *does something reckless*
Iida: Midoriya, how could you do this? You are so reckelss!
Also Iida: *goes after Stain to murder him*
--
Kid Izuku: So I have this nice rock
Kid Izuku: Kacchan gave it to me
Kid Bakugou: I threw it at you
Kid Izuku: Kacchan is so cool
--
Vigilante/Villain Izuku, rolling down the car window: What seems to be the problem here, officer?
Tsukauchi: Get out of my car
--
Shigaraki: Time for plan G
Mr. Compress: Don't you mean plan B?
Shigaraki: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties
Himiko: What about plan D?
Shigaraki: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago
Twice: What about plan E?
Shigaraki: I'm hoping not to use it. I die in plan E
Dabi: I like plan E
--
Sero: Why are you smiling?
Bakugou: What? Can't I just be happy?
Kirishima: Midoriya tripped and fell down the stairs
--
Vigilante Izuku: Physically I'm here but spiritually I'm lying in a Waffle House parking lot somewhere, slowly bleeding out from several stabbing wounds
Vigilante Shinsou: Mood
--
Bakugou, angrily: ARE YOU-
Todoroki: fucking
Bakugou: KIDDING ME?! YOU-
Todoroki: fucking
Bakugou: IDIOT
Uraraka: ... what was that?
Todoroki: Aizawa-sensei banned Bakugou from swearing, so I volunteered to help him out
--
Hizashi: WHY AREN'T THERE ADULT-SIZED PLAYGROUNDS?!
Nemuri: Like, everything is the same as kids' playgrounds but bigger! Why don't we have those?!
Aizawa: Theme parks. Just theme parks
Hizashi: but you have to PAY for theme parks!
Aizawa: That's the adult part
--
Young Aizawa: I want to be a caterpillar
Young Oboro: Elaborate
Young Aizawa: Eat a lot, sleep for a while. Wake up beautiful
Young Hizashi: You know that they have a lifespan of like two weeks, right?
Young Aizawa: That's another highlight-
Young Oboro & Hizashi: Shouta, NO--
--
Hizashi: Truth or Dare?
Shinsou: Truth
Hizashi: How many hours have you slept this week?
Shinsou: Dare
Aizawa: Go to sleep
Shinsou: I don't like this game
--
Izuku, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, parental figure
Aizawa, not looking up from his coffee: Good morning, problem child
--
Jirou: You remind me of the ocean
Shinsou: Because I'm deep and mysterious?
Jirou: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people
--
Dabi: Here's a funny idea: We hang a mistletoe, bit instead of kissing the person underneath, we have to fight them.
Kurogiri: We are not doing this
Himiko, nodding: Mistlefoe
Magne: Don't encourage her!
--
Vigilante Izuku: *breaks a window while Shinsou is sleeping*
Vigilante Izuku: Hey Toshi, I-- Stop screaming, It's me-- I need help
--
Bakugou: Did you guys buy the eggs I asked?
Mina: Even better!
Bakugou: ...what did you do?
Kaminari, holding a chicken: Here!
Mina: Her name is Kyle!
--
Immortal Izuku: Fuck, I wanna die!
Aizawa: Language
Immortal Izuku: Hickity heck, I crave death
--
Yagi: Aizawa-san, call the kids. They're not listening to me
Aizawa: I'm not their dad
Yagi: Just do it
Aizawa, to Class 1-A: *sigh* Okay everyone! Line up, we're going back to the dorms!
Class 1-A: *immediately following like ducklings*
Yagi:
Aizawa: NO! listen, LISTEN, I'm not their--
--
Aizawa: Hello, people who don't live here
Hizashi: Heya!
Nemuri: Hi!
Tensei: Hello!
Aizawa: I gave you the key for emergencies
Hizashi: We were out of food
--
Vigilante Izuku, talking to Shinsou: If I run and jump at Eraser, he will definitely catch me
Vigilante Izuku: *runs at Aizawa*
Aizawa: KID, NO, I'M HOLDING COFFEE--
Aizawa: *drops coffee to catch Izuku*
--
Shinsou: *recording videos with Class 1-A* I have no intentions of being friends
Shinsou: *playing videogames with everyone* You're all stepping stones to my success
Shinsou: *baking a cake for Kaminari's birthday* Friends are a distraction
Shinsou: *in a group hug* Disgusting
--
Vigilantes Izuku and Shinsou: *watching the neighborhood kids play*
Vigilante Shinsou: Look at them. They're having so much fun. They're so happy
Vigilante Izuku: Yeah
Vigilante Izuku: How long do you think it'll be until they lose their will to live?
Vigilante Shinsou: I don't remember ever having one
Vigilante Izuku: Yeah, those kids are doomed
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Edible Arrangements: Fortieth Bite: Polycephaly
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A/N: It has been three years, two months, and a day of Edible Arrangements. This is not the absolute final update, as you can tell by my navigation links above. That has not stopped me from sobbing during the formatting and uploading of this installment.
A sequel is undergoing planning. I'm not done with these loves yet.
Summary: You remember everything now.
Warnings: death. murder. blood. I cannot stress enough that this chapter is a bloodbath. I did gag a little writing one line. maybe don't read while eating, if you can help it. mentions of vomit.
Word count: ~4400 words
You’ve reached Tenya Iida. Please leave your name, number, and a brief message after the tone and I will return your call as soon as I am available. Thank you!
“Shit, Tenya, pick up!” Mina hangs up and shoves her phone in her pocket. “What are we supposed to do? They’re not waking up and all of our medical people are going straight to voicemail!”
“Hand me their phone,” Hitoshi says. “I’ve got an idea.”
When the phone’s in his hand, he begins to dig through it intently. “One of you, make sure they’re still breathing. Neito, you’re on standby in case things go wrong.”
“Standby? For what?”
“You’re a vampire. Revive them if you have to.” He hits dial, then another button to put it on speaker.
It rings. Once. Twi—
This is Dr. Midoriya Izuku, leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you!
Hitoshi hits redial. It rings once this time.
This is Dr. Midoriya Izuku, leave your name and number and I’ll get—
Redial.
This time, immediately:
This is Dr. Midoriya Izuku, leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you!
“Goddammit Izuku, pick up before we have to turn them you absolute dumb fuck of a vampire!”
He sighs and replaces the phone in your pocket. You don’t stir. He lets out an aggravated sigh. “Alright. Since they’re useless, here’s what we’re going to do…”
~
You are wrapped up in a fluffy blanket. Somewhere in the apartment, people are speaking. Tsuyu mentions the words “hot chocolate”. It’s later in the day now—how much later?—and you are on the couch nearest to your bedroom. The room has been cleaned up around you, and footsteps are approaching you. Instinctively, you slam your eyes shut and try to process what’s happened to you.
You remember sitting in the middle of the floor.
Mina holding you.
Reaching back and suddenly finding memories you couldn’t look at before.
Izuku.
Fingers rest against your neck. It takes everything in you not to flinch away from them.
After a moment, the presence leaves. Footsteps lead away. “Their heart rate’s going up a bit, but no sign of consciousness.”
“When do we take them to the hospital?”
The hospital.
You can’t go to the fucking hospital.
You need to go beat Izuku over the head for being an idiot.
You open an eye. Everyone’s in the kitchen, backs to you. You’re out of their line of sight.
You chew your lip in thought. Then, you slide off the couch and slip away to your room.
You’ll explain everything to them later.
~
Fuck. Getting your bearings like this is bullshit. The past few months are fuzzy, battling with all the old-new memories for space in your head as you try to make sense of it all.
The weirdest is remembering Tenya.
You’re on autopilot as you turn the memories over in your head. The way he treated you immediately after he enthralled you. All the times he tried to bring you back directly, and was forced to wipe your memory of his attempts to bring you back, too. The tearful apologies as he tried again, and again, and again, to bring back the person he loved.
The memories hurt, but oddly, you don’t feel the fondness you had for him back then. Absence makes the heart grow distant, and absence of memory makes the heart wither and die. That fondness is gone, replaced with a sense of pain.
Loss.
Grief.
It didn’t need to end that way.
You hope he’s healed all the same. (You’ve been his friend the past years. You know he hasn’t.)
Logically, you know that you loved him at some point. But then again, logically, you also know that grabbing your keys and a few other small items and climbing out your apartment window onto the fire escape without telling anyone where you’re going is a horrible idea, so you’re really not on speaking terms with logic right now. Emotion has become your new friend.
Emotion is telling you that you aren’t in love with him. Emotion is telling you to find your car and find Izuku right fucking now.
Sure, driving isn’t really the best idea right now. The sky is growing dark with afternoon clouds and your head is fuzzy with TV static, even before we stop to mention that you don’t remember the last time you drove anywhere. But you don’t have time to push through everyone else’s need for context. Not when Dr. “Let’s Hunt a Serial Killer” thinks that selfsame serial killer tried to serial kill you.
Halfway there and your phone rings. It’s Mina. You let it ring out to voicemail. It doesn’t stop ringing on repeat for the rest of the drive.
~
“Don’t we have anything more dignified to kill him with than a water gun?”
“Two water guns,” Izuku replies, cringing as he tests the gun in his possession with gloved hands. Nothing leaks onto his gloves, but he still shies away from the tiniest backsplash of water as he fires a shot into the bath.
“Careful with that. It feels a bit silly to go after a serial killer with water guns.”
He snorts. “Good. I hope, after everything he’s done, he knows that he got taken out with a little bright green hunk of plastic and hates it.” He slips a zip-loc bag over the end of the gun, then slides both bag and gun into his inner coat pocket. “Get ready. We don’t know when he’ll show up.”
Tenya nods and follows suit. Sbeve is locked away in his cat carrier with food and water set up to dispense. It’s not ideal, but if anything happens, he’ll be away and safe. You’ll want company in a house like this, after all. And Sbeve is good company.
They wait in the living room. There is silence between them which fails to conceal any noise. If only there were noise to conceal.
There is none, for he joins them silently. One moment, they are alone, preparing themselves for something that cannot be prepared for, and the next, he is standing beside them, a silvery knife in hand.
“You didn’t ask me here to pass on any message,” he says by way of greeting.
The men are on their feet in a moment, rage already burning in their eyes and hearts. “You.”
The Death Adder is a jagged line of a man in tattered clothing. A scar mars his face where a nose should sit. A greasy black mop of hair frames it all.
“Why don’t you have a seat.” Izuku gestures almost politely to the armchair. He isn’t asking. “You’ve been busy. There’s a lot of catching up to do.”
“I don’t need to sit. Tell me what this is really about. If you were going to speak to the world about the injustices I set you to, you would have begun years ago.”
Tenya’s voice is ice when he cuts in. “You attacked a dear friend of ours.”
He doesn’t even show them the courtesy of rolling his eyes. “You’ll have to be more specific. It’s not every day that I don’t attack a dear friend of someone.”
“They were literally on my doorstep. Take a guess at who!”
The Death Adder takes a slow moment to study them. Tenya hits the table hard as he stands, glare icy. “Of course you don’t remember. It’s never mattered to you who you hurt, has it?”
“I think you’ll find that it has exclusively mattered to me who I hurt, but then, I wouldn’t expect you to understand.” He looks over Tenya indifferently, almost without seeing him at all.
Izuku watches his face for a hint of recognition. Tenya comes to the same conclusion moments after Izuku, and if possible, the man becomes even angrier. “You don’t even remember who I am, do you?”
The man does not reply. He is searching for an answer, and he does not have one.
“You killed my brother. You turned me into this. You took everything from me.”
He took everything. And he does not recognize him.
What happens next cascades in slow-motion. Tenya is grabbing at his pocket, drawing his little water pistol of death, and the Death Adder is holding a knife to his throat, his movements decisive. Izuku reaches for his own water gun, desperately hoping he’s fast enough.
“There’s more than one way to kill a vampire,” he growls out as the blade rests on Tenya’s throat. “You are insignificant to me, but I can still take your head off right here. I’d like to see you try to survive that.”
“You kill him, and I shoot.” He’s proud of himself for not stammering, even as his hands shake.
He’s stuck. He can’t attack the Death Adder without killing Tenya, and as strained as their relationship has been, he’s only prepared to kill one vampire today. What idiot thought water guns were a good idea?
His brain blazes with the possibilities. He could use his quirk, force the Death Adder away. He’s strong enough, though, and unpracticed enough that the attempt might just kill them both. There’s no visible turning mark on the man’s skin. He doesn’t know where to shoot to knock him down.
Maybe he could disarm him somehow. Or distract him. If he keeps the Death Adder’s attention long enough, Tenya could shoot him and get away. But that requires Tenya to figure out what he's doing, and they're far from on the same wavelength, and in the meantime, that knife is still at Tenya's throat and Izuku needs to do something and—
You must be a ghost standing up from behind the loveseat, and Izuku blinks rapidly in hopes of dissipating the hallucination, but no, that's you standing there. Your glare is fixed on the Death Adder, and something glints in your hand, but before anyone can really process what that something is, you're grabbing the man by his hair and shoving it into the back of his neck.
There's an audible sizzling noise accompanied by a smell Izuku recalls to be a bad memory. The boiling, burning kind of odor that had accompanied the bloodbath back in the courtyard when Neito had shown his hand. Then, the Death Adder is screaming and thrashing, and the knife is on the floor as Tenya puts a healthy distance between himself and the serial killer. You are holding on tight, squeezing your eyes shut, and Izuku watches in horror as blood splatters onto your face from it all.
When at last the screaming stops and the man drops to the floor, you stagger to the floor with him and carefully pry the instrument out of his neck. It's the little antique mirror you’d gotten from Neito. "I... wasn't sure that was going to work. Are you both alright?"
They're staring at you. Horror mixes with pure confusion and just a touch of elation. Neither has begun convulsing yet, which is honestly what Izuku had been expecting, and yet, the Death Adder isn't moving now or ever again. The same angry tendrils of scarring are wrapping around his body, wherever visible, and the moment he's sure he's not going to fall to the floor in his own death, Izuku allows himself to take it in.
"Look," you sigh when it becomes clear no one is going to speak. "You've both got explaining to do. A lot of explaining to do." This shouldn't be happening. You had been near catatonic. You had remembered nothing of either of them. And yet...
"Tenya, I'm really sorry about everything. I can't imagine how much it sucked. Um, I'm really not sure how I feel about you right now, but just to be clear, I am breaking up with you. I've got that down, at least. Izuku, you are taking me back to Alexander's. Whatever their next available reservation is. Every steakhouse in the city, while we're at it. Start making calls after we get this cleaned up."
"I will take you everywhere you want just as soon as you explain to me how you remember anything."
You level an icy glare his way. "As though that's the issue we’re dealing with?"
His shoulders drop. He crosses the room to you, shoves the Death Adder’s corpse out of the way with his foot. He's pulling you to your feet, but before he can wrap you in his arms, he hears it.
The hollow, shrill laugh of a girl.
Tenya has his glare fixed on the interloper stood behind you, his water pistol again pointed in her direction.
She's a blonde girl, petite, with her hair tied up in two buns that give the impression they've been in those same buns for several days. She wears a tattered school uniform from who-knows-where, and in her hand glints a silvery knife not unlike the one still on the floor next to the Death Adder. The more she laughs with that dead look in her eyes, the less it sounds like laughter.
Her eyes are fixed on you.
"I thought we were friends, [name]."
You take a step back, bumping lightly into Izuku's chest as you do.
"We lived together for so long. You even let me borrow your sweater. You were so nice to me."
"You stabbed me," you snap back. "Twice."
"We were friends! I liked you!"
Something in you seems chilled at her reply. Izuku can't imagine what, except the information you've already given.
"I liked Chizzy more. And you just took him from me." Another hollow laugh. "I could return the favor, though."
Before his eyes, she morphs. From a schoolgirl out of a horror movie to an imitation of the man now lying dead on the floor, she grows in height, face twisting to match his. The sight is grotesque, a strange substance covering her in gray glops until all that's standing before you is a familiar face.
Oh. That's why the Death Adder didn't remember you or Tenya.
Polycephaly is the condition of having more than one head. Polycephaly is most commonly observed in snakes and turtles.
The Death Adder always had two heads.
She moves. And you move.
The knife is coming for Izuku and he is fast but you are faster. (Why? Why are you—)
He can't pull you away fast enough. He wasn't good enough or quick enough back then, and he's not now. One easy cut is all it takes to destroy his world all over again.
She is smiling as you fall. She is smiling with his face.
He sees crimson as he screams.
~
A hospital cannot save you now. Someone is at your side—it's not Izuku. Izuku is across the room, covered in sparking green. His quirk? You’ve never seen him use it. You watch him as your vision fades and your body grows cold.
Familiar arms around you. Tenya?
He tries to pull you away from watching, but as much as you try to watch, you do not see.
There is a roaring in your ears. The phantom prickling of teeth. All those times you fed Izuku. All those times you gave him trust and care and life.
You try to speak. All you hear is a dull gurgle. A soothing whisper. You feel it all bubbling in your throat.
You see Izuku's viridian as you die.
~
Someone is knocking at the door.
No one knows why, because the thing is still barely on its hinges, but someone is knocking.
Tenya goes. He's the only one breathing and he's the one covered in the least amount of blood.
"Izuku, are you there?" It's Hitoshi's voice, bitter but worried. "Long story, but [name]'s missing, and—"
He breathes in. Breathes out. Creaks the door open a crack. "They're here, but you should go."
"Why?" he demands. "What are you doing here?"
Behind Hitoshi, there's the others—Mina, Tsuyu, Neito, and even a rare appearance from that redhead that hangs around Neito from time to time.
He can't let them in. Not after Izuku just beheaded some random girl, nor after you killed the main Death Adder, nor while you're a heap on the floor.
"They need time to rest. Please, go."
He isn't fully aware of what's going on when his brain washes over. Hitoshi glares through the crack. "Let us in."
His body moves against his will, fluid, and he opens the door and steps aside.
Well. It's not his fault when they're exposed to the bloodbath inside.
The fog lifts from his brain as they force their way inside and immediately recoil. Someone screams. He can only sigh. He's tired. "I did try to warn you not to come in."
"What the fuck happened?"
As Tsuyu throws up on the already ruined carpet, Tenya shakes his head and shuts the door. "It would be better if we just focused on cleaning up."
"Cleaning up," Neito says in disbelief. "I'd say you need a professional for this, but..."
Well, no professional cleaning service would know better than to ask questions.
"Fuck that, is [name]—"
"They're fine. [name]'s fine. They'll... they'll need bed rest for a few days at least. But they're going to be okay."
Mina steadies herself against the wall. "And who's the, uh, the one without the head?"
"Death Adder's friend. Also the Death Adder, as it happens."
"Right. Okay. Okay. I can, uh... I don't know if my quirk can get rid of a corpse. I can try, though."
"We might need you to get rid of the carpet, too, if you're up for it."
"I can handle this," Izuku says coldly. He's sat in the middle of the carnage, clutching your limp form. You'll be okay, and he should know you'll be okay, but it's not like Tenya's not also barely keeping it together after watching you die. "I didn't spend all those years hunting a serial killer just to not have a plan in place for when I did it."
Neito tentatively crosses the room, delicately avoiding the blood, and sits on the one couch unmarred by it all. "Now, let's not shut out honest offers to help. Let's start with what, exactly, happened."
Izuku shrugs. "We came prepared to kill the Death Adder. [name] got to him instead when he threatened Tenya. The Death Adder's friend—I guess also the Death Adder, since her kills were also being attributed to him—knew [name] from before and attacked me. They protected me, and died for it, so I ripped her head off."
"I turned them before it was too late," Tenya adds.
"So, you admit that if this weren't handled properly, [name] would also see serious criminal offenses for it?"
Izuku blinks owlishly at Neito.
"So, it would be better to accept help so that this is never discovered, and never hurts your dear [name]."
"But..."
"Mina, are you okay to help out?"
She looks like she's threatening to go the way of Tsuyu as far as the ruined carpet is concerned, but she nods. "I can—I can see what I can do. It'll take a while, though."
"I'll pay your therapy bills. All of you, if you want."
"I'm good," Tenya says. "I would appreciate a change of clothes, if you have anything that would fit me, though."
He nods. "Follow me. I'm going to take [name] to get cleaned up and changed into some other clothes so we can add these to the acid pile. I'll get you some clothes, too."
Izuku scoops you up in his arms and rises to his feet. Tenya follows him up the stairs to find Sbeve yowling behind the master bedroom door. The poor thing is still in his carrier, clawing at the door in vain attempts to reach you.
Once he's gotten dressed and scrubbed raw the skin your blood had touched, Tenya leaves you and Izuku upstairs with Sbeve. He takes the whole pile of clothes down to where Mina is steadily working at the evidence with Neito's help. Itsuka and Tsuyu appear to have been placed on water duty, pouring water into the acid squad's open mouths as they work.
Tenya drops the clothes on the Death Adder's corpse, gets in his car, and drives.
~
He's not sure what to do, so he drives. At first, it's just in circles around the city and campus and back, just to get his brain clear. As though his head could ever be clear again.
He should be helping. The only thing he can think of is to ensure that they eat. So, he stops at the store and gets a charcuterie board and drinks, then runs next door and leaves with three large pizzas to add to the mix.
When he returns to the mansion, he's not sure how long it's been, but at least one of the corpses is gone entirelyand Mina and Neito are sat collapsed against each other behind the couch. It seems Itsuka and Tsuyu have found some tools and started on ripping up the carpet at the far end of the room. Izuku is nowhere to be found. Probably watching over you.
He sets the food aside, nods to those working and resting in the living room. "You should eat something. I know no one has an appetite right now, but..."
Mina nods back. "In a minute."
"I'm going to check on them."
You are just as lifeless as when he left. That's to be expected. Izuku is huddled over you protectively, nearly hissing as Tenya enters the room. "It's just me."
Izuku calms, just slightly, but there's still a feral look in his eye. "Are the others still here?"
He nods and sits at the far end of the room. "I went out and brought back food. You should eat something, too."
"I'm not hungry."
"No one is. Eat anyway."
"...I don't want to leave their side."
"You know that they'll have to rest for several days, don't you? It would be best to help clean up so that when they awake, they don't have to face all that."
Izuku is silent at his logic.
"Sbeve will watch over them. Tsuyu and Neito's sister are working on ripping up the carpet. I believe Mina and Neito are resting after making significant progress against the evidence with their quirks."
Izuku casts one more long glance at you and rises to his feet. "...okay. Thank you."
~
Tsuyu sidles up to him as they eat. "Not that I think this is the time to ask, but you know, they remember you now."
Tenya nods slowly, staring at his slice of pizza. "They do."
"Have you thought about what to do about that?"
"Out of respect for the man who I watched rip someone's head off today, I don't intend to do anything."
"You can't do nothing. So what are you thinking?"
He's not sure. What are you meant to say? There is still pain. He's never felt the release that comes with closure. But you had said yourself that you didn't know how to feel about him anymore. That you were, at the very least, leaving him. You'd chosen Izuku, and that was fair. That was your decision.
Does he still love you? Or does he merely wish it had all gone differently?
"Move forward, I suppose."
"I hope you don't expect to do that alone."
He laughs softly at her blunt reply. "No, I suppose not."
~
Your friends do not leave after eating. It's a fact, an unfortunate one that has Izuku sighing as he cleans. He's taken to scrubbing the blood on the walls before it sets in too badly. The others are talking in the kitchen, moving on from the horror of it all to chatting, laughing, even. As though you're not dead upstairs.
He's so tired. He can't listen to this right now.
He sets aside the materials and hides away in his office, where he finds himself staring at the board with all the information he'd been collecting about the Death Adder.
Every paper plastering the walls. Really, extending far beyond the bounds of his corkboard. Years of work will do that. He turns on the lamp and soaks in it all for a moment.
Breathe in, breathe out. Meditate on it all.
The man is dead. His hidden partner is dead.
All those deaths, avenged. His parents, avenged.
They never made memories in this house. Before you'd come around, he hadn't, either.
The first step is to remove every semblance of that man's influence from this place, so when he's done breathing, when he's done sorting through all of it, he reaches towards the first thing he sees on the wall and takes it down. One paper. Another. Each and every pin, each string connecting them. The tangles unravel on his walls and in his head. He piles the pins on his desk, lets the papers pile up in his trash bin. When the bin's full, he lets them fall to the floor and keeps working until only the decorations hidden behind the papers are left.
Downstairs, your friends remain. At dinnertime, when he comes downstairs to throw out one bag of papers and find more bags to fill, they're sat around eating cold pizza and cheese cubes and greet him with tired eyes. Mina asks him for a first aid kit because she's overusing her quirk, and he obliges, even going so far as to patch up her burning hands.
Mina is the one to call your aide and let her know that you’re down with a summertime flu. Izuku makes sure all of your friends are fed, but none of them are willing to leave. Not until you’re awake.
So he feeds them. He brings them blankets when they are all done cleaning for the night, and directs them to the library on the second floor for a place to sleep that doesn’t smell like death and vomit. Just in case, he props furniture against the front door and closes the blinds.
When that’s done, he climbs the stairs. He finds you and Sbeve, both motionless, unconscious on his bed.
He climbs in bed beside you and tries to sleep.
It’s the best he sleeps in years.
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