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🤍❤️TodoDeku💚💚

Todoroki and Midoriya are standing under a stone ledge. Todoroki has blood dripping down the right side of his face, while Midoriya's knuckles are covered in bloodstains, and they are both exhausted from the previous fight. "I think that was it," Midoriya states as he looks over at Todoroki's slouched frame.

"Hopefully, I don't know how much longer I can keep this up for," Shoto replies. Midoriya starts limping but stops dead in his tracks once he hears a familiar sound. Todoroki and Midoriya both look around, but then Todoroki just keeps slowly walking. Deku looks over and sees a powered-up One-For-All ready to attack, while Spinner is on the right of his holding a sharp blade. As One-For-All and Spinner charge at Izuku's friend, he lunges in from behind and takes the attack. Smoke and debris are everywhere, and the villains have retreated.

Todoroki P.O.V.

I see Midoriya lunge at me out of the corner of my eye. Attacks come from my left side and I waited for impact, but it never came. I open my eyes quickly and see smoke all around me, and I have a coughing fit before looking for my friend. I run around, lifting the debris and waste with my ice.

Then I see it. Midoriya is laying on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood, eyes slightly open and mouth parted. I sprint over to his lifeless body and scoop him up in my arms. I check for a pulse and a heartbeat... nothing, nothing, NOTHING! My legs give out and I collapse onto the concrete ground, tears roll out of my eyes and my breath becomes shaky. I lift him and cry into his chest. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I mumble. If only I was paying attention if only I was looking out for him... It could've been me, it should've bee- my thoughts were cut off by yelling and muffled cries in the distance. My classmates and some pro heroes coming running to us, thinking we were okay. Then, fear strikes all of their faces.

"I-is he..." Uraraka's voice stutters. I just keep crying into his chest, as reality hits my friends. Most of them started crying, they looked devastated. Even Bakugou had a sorrowful look on his face. He runs up to me and picks me up by the collar.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HALF N' HALF!? WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Bakugou screams at me. I try and stutter out an answer, but only muffled cries fall from my mouth. He drops me and falls to his knees. He punches the ground several times before screaming again, "DAMMIT!" We all sit in pools of sorrow, and it felt like years before we moved.

A few weeks later, it was the day of the funeral. Everyone he knows showed up, from pro heroes to Mirio and Eri. They all sit down by his coffin, tears rolling down their stained cheeks. I watch from the hall, and I collapse onto my knees and start crying. "Why the hell did you leave me," I whisper, "I loved you, and you left me..." I walk over to the coffin as my classmates were talking. "I'LL KILL WHOEVER DID THIS TO YOU!" Bakugou yells....

"It should've been me." Everyone stares back at me as I fall to the ground crying once again. "IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME!" I cry. People start walking over to me, so I stand up and push the doors open with all of the remaining force I had left. I look up at the rainy sky and curl up into a ball. "I'm sorry," I cry once again.

Suddenly, I jolt up from my bed and sit straight up.

I feel tears rolling down my face and I'm extremely sweaty. I turn my head to the left and spot two glowing green orbs staring at me.

"Sho? Are you okay? You're crying!" Izuku states, wait... Izuku. It must've just been a nightmare. He sits up and cups my face, wiping away the excess tears that stain my cheeks. My lips form a small smile as I lean my head into his palm.

"Yeah, sorry... Just a stupid nightmare" I reassure him.

"Did you want to talk about it?" He asks me. I think about it for a second, but then I wrap my arms around his waist and pull him into a weak hug.

"Just, don't leave me..."

He pulls away and wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me into a kiss. We stay there for a moment before he rests his head on my shoulder.

"I would never even dream about it."