Mending Old Wounds

Warm

Very Early Saturday Morning June 26th

Midoriya's POV:

When I started to come to, I was warm. Really warm. Almost too warm. I was also laying on something soft, and I could smell the faint aroma of mint, campfire, and freshly brewed tea. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in a familiar, modern, Japanese-style room.

Todoroki. He must have found me and carried me here. I shifted my weight and found him sleeping with his left side against me. That's why I'm so warm. He's using his quirk.

I tried to gently pull the blanket off myself, so as not to wake him, but as soon as I moved, his eyes shot open. There was just enough light in the room to make out his dual colored irises. He didn't hesitate. He sat straight up and pulled me into his chest by the front of my shirt, wrapping his arms around me.

"What the hell were you thinking, Midoriya? You're lucky I decided to go for a run even though it was raining. When I found you, you were soaking wet and shivering. Just... WHY?" He grabbed both of my shoulders and pushed me back a little so he could see my face.

I looked at my hands and started fiddling with my fingers before I stopped myself. It was an old habit I thought I had kicked. I took a deep breath and sighed before looking up at his face.

"I went to Ka-...Bakugou's house... to-to tell him how I feel. But... Kirishima was there, and h-he called him Ei. Said... said he was still in the bed. He called him Ei, Todo! When did he start calling him Ei?! I finally have the nerve to tell him, and it's too la-" a harsh sob escaped my lips, cutting off my rambling. Todoroki pulled me back into a hug and carefully leaned back against the wall. I buried my face in his shoulder, and he held me tight as I cried.

He didn't ask for further explanation, he pieced the rest together himself. He had known about my feelings for Bakugou before I even knew. Todoroki and I became close friends in our first year at UA, and we became almost inseparable in our second year. People outside our class actually thought we were dating.

Wouldn't really blame them for thinking that, if they saw us right now...

I mean, I've slept in Todoroki's room before, though.

On a futon. On the floor. Not in his bed.

I'm in his bed. Laying on his chest. Listening to the steady rhythm of his heart beating. At least I stopped crying...

I closed my eyes and started to drift, but was met with an image of ash blonde hair and crimson eyes. I opened my eyes again and willed them not to shed anymore tears.

"Todo, what time is it?"

He stretched his right arm to the table beside the bed, and tilted his alarm clock in our direction. "It's almost 3am. Do you want me to go get you some food? I know it's been a while since you've eaten anything."

That's right, I haven't ate since dinner, Thursday night.

"I'm not really hungry."

"Let me rephrase: I am going to go get you some food. What would you like?"

"Fine, I'll eat something, but...I really don't want to be alone, as lame as that sounds, and... I definitely don't want to go down stairs with you, and I know you're probably hungry, but I just can't-"

"Mido! Stop. There's probably no one in the kitchen at this hour. It's really late and a lot of our classmates went home for the long weekend, and I know that's what you're worried about. So...just... how about you just ride down the elevator with me and check, and if there's anyone down there, we'll figure something else out. Okay?"