Blame Fate, Not Me

Monday

Grabbing the cup of water in his hands, Midoriya made his rounds, walking across the hallways.

Because of his nap, he woke up at 1am feeling refreshed.

At 1am

One Fucking AM

Okay, calm down, Midoriya. They probably didn’t want to wake you up, maybe that’s why they didn’t call you up for dinner.

Right, it could be because of that.

There was no way they could have forgotten about you.

Right.

Midoriya sighed, swallowing the last bit of his sandwich that he made in a hurry to calm his growling stomach.

Pausing before one of the doors, he paused, brows scrunched up in worry.

Opening the door softly, he peeked in.

As expected, Mina’s having another nightmare.

Midoriya placed the cup of water on the side of the table, soothing Mina’s curls.

“You’re not a monster, Mina.” Midoriya whispered, soothing the girl who was now crying in her sleep.

Gently smoothing through Mina’s pink curls, Midoriya began to whisper comforting words.

“Every part of you is human.”

“Your quirk is amazing.”

“You didn’t mean to use your acid quirk. That was an accident.”

“Your friend is fine.”

“They know it’s an accident.”

“You’re a hero.”

“Mina, you’re a hero. You are not a villain.”

“A hero.”

“The best hero.”

“And you’re going to protect them all.”

“That’s right, the hero - Pinky.”

By now, Mina had stopped muttering her fears, her tears drying on her cheek.

Grabbing a piece of tissue, he dabbed it in water and wiped Mina’s cheeks.

“You’re going to be a wonderful hero, Mina. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

A smile tugged at the pink haired girl’s lips as she snuggled comfortable into her bed.

Smiling, Midoriya took his cup of water, leaving Mina’s room, and back into the kitchen to make himself another sandwich.

-w-

I’m starting to wonder if soups have a thing against me.