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twenty-two - wildfire.
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"are yousure you don't want me to go with you?"
"for the last time izuku, i am fine." y/n capped her bottled water and shot him an aggravated look. "and i swear to god, if you don't let me go, my lyft driver's gonna give me a bad rating," she held up her phone, where the transportation app was open.
the opening promo and teaser for screaming in japan's new album was done- all that was left was the performance and y/n decided she wouldn't be sticking around for it.
"okay, okay!" izuku held his hands up in surrender before he reached out and pulled her in for a hug. "you can't stop me from leaving three minutes after you do, though." he pulled back and raised two thumbs, "i'll be home with you soon, okay? rest up- make some of that chai tea that you love, and don't think of everything too much."
y/n stopped herself from rolling her eyes in exasperation, and gave him a small nod instead, "okay, but izuku- i'll be fine, really."
"sure, but just promise me?"
"i promise." y/n raised her hand as she left the area, securing the strap of her bag around her shoulder as she squeezed her way through the crowd. the performances were just about to start up, and y/n didn't think she had the mental strength to sit through jirou's without bursting into tears or something. like jirou had suggested- she'd simply watch it on video. it was far less overwhelming, and she could be more comfortable, anyway.
