~*Promises of the Stars*~ |Soulmate AU|

10: Hurt..

|| Izuku's POV ||

     My eyes fluttered open and I was immediately hit with harsh lighting. I tried to move my arm up to cover my face, but a sharp sting jolted when I tried to even move the frail limb. My teeth gritted together and I closed my eyes once more. I opened them again slowly, this time, the light is less bright. I looked to my left to see a nightstand with flowers on it and chairs with a blanket laid on top. Did someone sleep there? 

     I know this isn't my room. It's too white and it wreaks of plastic and medicine. Just then, the door creaked open and my head lolled over to look. I feel like I have no energy. In the doorway was a short, elderly woman I have grown familiar with over the past year.

"Oh, it seems like you are awake..." Her voice trailed off at the end as her expression clouded with what seemed to be thought. "You weren't expected to wake up until tomorrow considering how doped up you..."

     My eyes seemed to close again, my drowsiness taking over. I heard tiny bits and pieces of what Recovery Girl was trying to say, but they didn't stick. My mind fogged over again and I let myself fall back asleep. I couldn't bring myself to stay up any longer.

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     My eyes opened once again, but this time, they were met with darkness. Now, I could notice the dull throb in my arm and someone's fingers tangled in my own. I turned my head to the side where there was a new stuffed bear next to the flowers, but also a person inhabiting the chair. They were asleep. As I tried to identify who it was, their eyes flickered open, a groan escaping their throat.

     As their head tilted forward, their eyes caught mine. I felt like I couldn't breathe at that moment. It's so dark I can't see their face, just a silhouette of their body. However, they identified me. Their eyes seemed to fill with... joy? What?

"Izuku! Y-You're awake!" Their voice sounded familiar, masculine, and filled with energy. That's when I recognized who this was.

"Hizashi?" 

He nodded quickly. "Yes! Yes, it's me. How are you feeling?"

"Tired... And Confused."

"That's okay. I can deal with tiredness and confusion. I'm just so glad you're okay! You scared the living shit out of me, you know?" He breathed.

"I'm-I'm sorry... I don't entirely remember what happened. I-I just remember the pain. In my arm..." I stumbled a bit over my words.

"That's normal. You're stilled hooked up to the IV. Your memory will be foggy until you're not on pain medication anymore." That's when I noticed the needle protruding my wrist. An uneasy feeling bloomed in my stomach at the sight, but I pushed it down.

"Wh-What happened?" I finally asked.

"That can wait until tomorrow morning. For now, just rest. Would you like me to sleep with you?"

"Y-Yeah. I would like that." My cheeks were dusted with pink. I'm so glad that it was dark. Otherwise, he surely would have noticed.

     He climbed in right next to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and I laid my head in the crook of his neck, breathing in his comforting scent. I may not remember what happened or why I'm in Recovery Girl's office, but I can understand one thing: I don't want this moment to end. Just like that, I let myself fall asleep in the arms of my lover. 

     I woke up a while later, maybe noon. A chuckle sounded next to me and I could feel the vibrations if it in his chest. "Morning, Little Listener! His was your sleep?"

"I-It was fine. I found it easy to fall asleep to your heartbeat.." I trailer off A bit.

"That's so cute! Maybe I should tell Shota to let me cuddle with you more. But you know how clingy he can get.. Heheh.." My face burned red from the comment.

     Just then, I heard the click of a door and sounds of footsteps. The footsteps stopped at the foot of my bed and I could feel eyes on me. I peered up from Hizashi's chest at Shota and Recovery Girl.

"Are you sure you couldn't heal his arm?" Shota mumbled to Recovery Girl.

"We've already been over this..." She sighed. "There's too much nerve damage in his arms for me to even heal a cut. It would be too dangerous. If I tried, there's a possibility he won't be able to even move his arms. It'll have to heal normally."

Shota breathed out. "Okay, I get it now." He moved to the side where I could see him easier. "Look, Izuku, I know you want to train for the remainder of the year. I want you to as well, but your arm is too damaged for Recovery Girl to heal it like she used to so-"

"I know."

"What?"

"I have nerve damage. Recovery girl can't use her quirk in fear of paralyzing my arm. We went over this last time."

"Last time..?"

"This isn't the first time I've broken my arm. I've broken either of them many times this year. Some even caused scars." I gestured to my arm. "Last time I was here I had nerve damage. I guess it got worse with my current fracture."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Shota leaned closer.

"I figured you'd ask at some point or you already knew."

"Midoriya." I looked at Recovery Girl.  "What you said is correct. As you may have already guessed, your arm will have to heal naturally. This means no training until it is properly healed. You'll have to sit out."

     I stayed quiet. If I didn't think about it, it wouldn't be true, right? It wouldn't be true that I couldn't further my training. Oh god, what if All Might takes One For All back!? I'd be shunned. Shota and Hizashi wouldn't want me anymore! I mean, who would want a quirkless soulmate?

     By then, Recovery Girl had left the room and Shota was sitting on the edge of the bed. He seemed to be contemplating something. Hizahi's grip seems to have tightened around me. Protectively? No... I can't tell. 

"Izuku..." Shota muttered.

"Yeah?"

"What about your other scars?"