Left out | KiriKamiDeku

🍂Chapter 4🍂

Definitely not another chapter because I didn't want to leave it on a tiny cliffhanger ~Terry

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Izuku's Pov:

As I walked out of the apartment, for what I hoped was the last time, I began to feel my confidence die down. The only reason I was so confident in there was because of how angry- no, livid I was. I saw only red after seeing them try to block my exit, but now that I had left, the sadness was coming back. I didn't want to bother Ura, since she's probably staying the night at Tsu's, but where else was I supposed to go?

I was about to try and sneak off of school grounds to my mom's house, when I suddenly remembered what Eijirou and Denki told me earlier. They'd offered to help me, and even told me to just go to Eijirou's apartment. I mean, I don't have anywhere else to go...

I didn't want to risk getting in trouble for sneaking off of school grounds, so I just had to suck it up and go to Eijirou's. I felt really bad, but desperate times call for desperate measures I guess. I made my way to his apartment, planning out a super elaborate apology in my head. I couldn't believe I was really about to intrude on his life because of my own. I raised my fist, ready to knock on the door, before lowering it down awkwardly. I have really bad social anxiety, so I hate confrontation and asking people for things. I feel like such a burden. I gathered up the last bit of confidence I had from my anger, raised my fist, and gave three strong knocks. I immediately felt like just running away, and I almost did, until I heard what was starting to become one of my favorite sounds. "Izuku?"

I turned around to face the red head, who's hair was in a rare relaxed state, and noticed how his gaze fell on my duffle bag and backpack. I looked down in embarrassment and guilt, expecting him to just pity me or turn me away, but I looked up when I felt him grab my bag. He was looking right back into my eyes, and I could see anger floating in those red orbs of his. However, I could tell that the anger wasn't meant for me. I became trapped by those beautiful rubies, and I could tell he was trapped too. Neither of us were able to break eye contact, until I saw his eyes flicker down to my lips. I let my eyes trail down to his lips too, and without realizing it, we had our heads pressed together. My eyes kept switching from his eyes to his lips, and I all I could think about was kissing him. "Izuku, can I kiss you?" I could hear how he barely managed to breathe out the question, and how desperate he was to get his lips on mine. I didn't mind it, because I myself was desperate. "Yes.", I answered him with the same breathy desperation. I heard my duffel bag drop with a thud to the floor, as I dropped my school bag as well. He brought his hands up to my face, and I shivered in pleasure at how light his touch was. I brought my own arms up around his neck, making it a point to lightly play with his loose hair. I waited until our lips were close enough to feel like feathers rubbing together if we were to move to move them, before whispering, "You know, I think I like your hair down Eijirou." I gave a small tug on the hairs by the nape of his neck, drawing a small moan from him and eliciting a subtle shiver through his body. Finally, I connected our lips fully, creating a world of warmth. The feeling I got from the kiss was the same you got from warm hugs, cuddles, and love. It almost felt like he actually loved me, and I was guilty of enjoying that feeling. I was grateful for that feeling of care. Grateful for the affection. It had been so long since I actually felt loved, that I didn't notice the tears building in my eyes. I didn't realize I had started crying, until I tasted tears in the kiss as well.

I pulled back, and saw that Eijirou looked guilty. "I-i'm so sorry Izuku, I shouldn't have kissed you, you're obviously not okay, i'm so, so sorry-", I cut him off, putting my finger over the lips I had just been tasting. After I was sure that he wouldn't keep talking, I wrapped my arms around his waist, and got on my toes to reach his ear. "Thank you Eijirou. You made me feel loved, which is all that I've wanted for the past month." I gave him a kiss on the cheek, before resting my head on his chest. I felt his arms wrap around me, feeling like a shield from all negativity, and I let myself sink into the warmth for a few minutes. After feeling enough contentedness from the physical affection, I pulled away and gave Eijirou a smile. He smiled back, a shark toothy smile, and I could see a blush form on his face. I felt heat rise to my own face, but forced myself to not become a stuttering mess. "I really meant it Eijirou, thank you for making me feel cared for. I know I probably don't deserve any of the affection you just gave me, but i'm really grateful for it." I looked down after my last statement, feeling guilty about receiving the physical contact we'd just shared. Although, the guilt also reminded me of one very important fact. Before Eijirou could respond to what I'd said, my head snapped up startling him. "Izuku? Are you okay, what's wrong?", I wanted to smile at his concern, but I was still panicking about my realization.