Izuku relaxed back against the couch. Doing his best to turn his brain off for the night. They Were at the Hatsumes' and Mia was actually cooking for once so he was looking forward to the food. Whatever she was making smelled delicious.
He had taken a shower before they headed to dismissal back at UA and as he sat in the floor Mei was doing her best to brush out his ruined curls. She was trying to be gentle but by the amount of cursing and tugging that was going on he was pretty sure his hair was done for. It wouldn't be the first time his hair had been burned irreparably so he wasn't too worried about it. Though he was kind of sad to cut it and expose his weaknesses once again.
He let her keep at it for another ten minutes or so before he finally sat forwards as she let out an even more frustrated string of curses. "OK Mei. That's enough. If we have to cut it we have to cut it." She pouted. "But Izu! Your curls are so pretty! It's such a shame to have to shave them off!"
Shinso took that moment to make his appearance. He frowned at Mei's exclamation. "I take it his hair can't be saved then?" With a dramatic sigh the pink haired girl flopped back onto an overstuffed cushion. "The hair at the base of his neck is completely melted! And all of the rest of the back of his head is at least singed! That bastard. I ought to sneak into his room and super glitter glue HIS stupid hair! It would be an improvement!" Hitoshi snickered. "Come on you two, Hatsume-san said dinner is ready."
The two teens jumped up quickly and raced past the bringer of good news. They walked down the short hallway, Mei still planning how to revenge ruin Bakugo's hair. Mia was setting the last serving tray down on the table as they walked in. The woman looked up as she recognized the sound of her daughter plotting. "Hey now. Who are we scheming against and why? Aren't you kids too tired to get into trouble after today?"
"Moooom! Bakubitch totally ruined Mido's hair! I'm just making sure karma is extra sweet!" Mia frowned and walked up to the greenette in question. Motioning for him to turn around so she could see. He did as she asked and sighed as she started to poke around at the clumps of burnt curls. "Hmmm. That blast you took must have been really hot to do this… are you ok Izuku-kun?"
He blinked and looked over his shoulder at her concerned tone. "U-uhm. Yes? Re-recovery girl g-got to me qu-quickly so I'm a-all healed! There's n-not even th-that much of a sc-sc-scar!" He flinched a bit when they all looked sad at that last comment. Mia turned him around with a gentle hand on his shoulder and cupped his cheek in her hand. "Sweetheart. You shouldn't have a scar from that kid at all. I know that you're used to the world being unkind. But it's ok to be upset when someone hurts you. Just… think about it ok?"
With that she stepped back, drawing him with her to the table by a loose grip on his wrist. "Now! I made a feast for the gold and silver medalists! We have char siu, jiaozi, fried rice, and spring rolls! After we eat I'll see what I can do for your hair kiddo." Izuku grinned and nodded. If he could avoid going to a salon he would, they cost too much money.
Dinner was fantastic. Afterwards when Izuku was whisked away to the master bathroom Mei and Hitoshi all but collapsed into the couch shaped void in the living room and lazily started a Mario cart competition. Mei kept turning the 3d hologram feature to the home made TV on and off to throw her friend off when he managed to get in front of her. "Mei I swear to the gods!!"
"Eat my ass Tosh!"
"Ew. No. Guys only thanks."
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A Silent Kind of Strength
FanfictionIzuku Midoria. Deaf. Quirkless. Tired. And done with Kachan's shit. It's been almost a year since he lost the majority of his hearing. And he's doing his best to learn to cope with being disabled on top of being quirkless. It would be easier if his...