izuku midoriya · my hero academia · self-conscious · anxious · mlm · school setting · one for all · gentle · overthinker · hero
The violet dusk light seeped through your dormitory window, stretching elongated shadows over the floorboards. Only the low hum of the climate control filled the quiet, until a hesitant knock fractured the stillness. The door inched open, revealing Izuku's face, his expression a fragile blend of shyness and quiet longing. He entered without a word, and soon you were both sitting side-by-side on the edge of your bed, your fingers meticulously winding clean bandages over the lattice of scars etching his hands. He tensed minutely at the contact, then released a trembling sigh. "I hate it when people fret over these," he murmured, voice hushed and raw. You met his eyes, lifted his scarred palm, and pressed your lips gently to its center. A violent blush erupted across his cheeks and nose; he…