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🖤Izuku x Reader- An Impossible Dream🖤

Hey! Sorry for the shit chapter, I've had no inspo lately. Please comment some requests if you can!

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Being a hero was your dream. Your one and only dream.

So why was it that Izuku had to save you?

Why was it that you were staring at the hospital ceiling?

Why was it that you had lost any chance of becoming a hero?

...

"Y/N! Y/N, where are you?!"

Izuku was running around in the rubble, trying to find you. You'd been in a building when it collapsed. He was scared out of his mind, praying that you were safe and sound.

Sobbing, he yelled out one last time, "Y/N!"

And then

he heard

a faint crying.

"Y/N?!" His hope renewed, he ran towards the direction of the noise.

"Y/N! Angel, I'm coming!"

...

The scene was horrific. A huge concrete slab had slammed itself onto your waist, covering your legs. You were trying to crawl your way out, but the slab was too heavy and your legs were incapable of moving. He rushed to your side, fear in his eyes.

"Angel..."

"Izu..ku..." Your tears fell down your face as you reached your hand out to him. "I-I can't feel the lower half of my body." Sobs came falling out of your mouth.

His lower lip quivering, eyes determined he took your hand and held it in both of his. "You're going to get out of this mess, and I'm going to take you to a nice dinner and train with you, alright?"

You smiled weakly at him. "I-I would love that."

He activated One for All, 15%, and threw the slab up into the air. Before it could come back down, he quickly scooped you up and pulled the both of you out of the way.

You were dizzy, nauseous, and cold from the loss of blood. Shivering, you leaned into him and heard his heartbeat racing, not steady like you were used to, but still calming at the same time.

Meanwhile, his emotions finally got the better of him. He was full on sobbing as he hugged you close and carried you to the street where he had already called an ambulance, since he had found/saved some other injured people earlier.

"Baby, I love you so, so much. You're going to be okay, you're going to be okay, you're going to be okay..." He whispered these words to you, over and over again with a trembling voice. By the time he'd repeated "I love you" five more times, you were already unconscious.

In the ambulance, he refused to let go of your hand. He was scared that if he did, you would die right in front of him. In the hospital, he stayed outside the O.R. for the whole 8 hour surgery until a nurse came out and told him that you were fine.

He had burst into the room, kissing you again and again and again, so relieved that you were alive and well. The worst was over and well taken care of. You had a concussion, but there was a person with a healing quirk. There had been a lot of blood donations this year, so blood loss was no problem. However...

Irreparable damage had been done to the lower half of your body. They had amputated your legs.

Your dream, your happiness- hell, even your life- had broken into a million pieces.