❝𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓?❞
❝𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓.❞
Lies.
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"I love you..." You whispered and leaned close, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It caught him by surprise, but he quickly kissed back. It was supposed to be a sweet...
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▍japan, ua dormitory 𝐎 𝐒 𝐇 𝐔 𝐍 𝐢. 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 57. ✿↬
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 when people are afraid of truly welcoming others into their lives, even when knowing them for years on end. There are times where people are scared of truly opening up to others, fearful of the reactions that would mean they would have to close off again. Fearful of the disappointment, of emotional rejection and the warmth that was once so tender, become so cold. Sometimes, you could be alongside someone for time upon time, years upon years, and still not truly know the person you're walking beside.
Us as humans, are scared of allowing others into the sacred home that is our mind, heart and soul. We are fearful of attaching to them for the reason of our fear to suffering the pain of having to eventually let them go. And our first instinct is to protect ourselves, to stay away from the people we might fall victim to attaching. Which is all so very arduous because it is the equivalent to avoiding the privilege of becoming happy.
Oh, but us humans find a way to worsen the already dreadful situation as we do everything we touch. We will find ourselves caught in the middle of deciding which pain we can withstand enduring. The pain caused by inevitable unhappiness and loneliness, or the pain that we know, nobody will ever be strong enough to withstand against— the pain of letting go.
This was evidently a problem for you. You had always feared attachment because you were scared of losing that feeling. Izuku was never someone you thought you could ever fear losing, that was until you reached high school, specifically the prestigious school mostly known for its Hero Course, UA High. All the happiness hastily turned into anxiety and fear. You loved him and it pained you.
But you began to fear that if you never allowed him to get close, never allowed him to view upon your vulnerability as he allowed you to gaze his, to allow him to build himself a home in your heart as he allowed you— he would be left standing at the door. And eventually, standing at a door for so long will make him venture away, because no one will wait forever for something that will never come. Then, you would lose him inevitably. Which would make you feel worse because it would be your own fault. You would have only yourself to blame.
Izuku deserved to make a home in your heart as he was the one who placed a candle there and filled it with warmth. He deserved to feel that same warmth he made you feel, and ten times more. He deserved to see all your vulnerability has to offer as he would your many flaws. He deserved to feel loved just as he made it his personal goal to make sure you did. He deserved the right kind of love, the healthy but consuming in the best way possible kind.
And you would be the one to give it to him because you were desperately, hopelessly, shamelessly but delightfully in love with him. How could you not love him when his tender love is all you've ever known? How could you not love him when he's the sweetest, most attentive and loving boyfriend? When he cared, devoted, and catered so deeply to you?
