ᴍʜᴀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ ( 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 ) ┊ ┊ ⋆˚ BNHA Oneshots

🍀 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 🍀 ⁑ 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨

✦ 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 ✦

(A/N: Tried to make it cute but it turned out kinda sad ;-;)

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You laid in your bed, staring up at the ceiling. 

It was very late, around 1 am. Everyone should have been sleeping by now, but clearly you were nowhere close to falling asleep. 

You turned to your side and sighed, 'Maybe I should just go on my phone...' 

You were about to reach for your phone, until you heard sniffling sounds coming from the room next to you. 'That's... Midoriya's room?' you thought, and pulled yourself out of the covers.

Walking over to your door, the noises got louder and louder, until they turned into full on sobs. You briefly hesitated twisting your door knob, you weren't really sure how to comfort people.

But you pushed those thoughts away and swung open your door. You hastily knocked on Midoriya's door, trying to be quiet at the same time. 

You heard the quiet sobs stop momentarily, and a few steps to the door before the door opened just enough so you could see Midoriya's eye. He then opened it all the way, reassured by the fact that it was you knocking on the door.

"H-hey Y/N!" He stammered, struggling to keep his voice from cracking. "Do you need a-anything?"

You frowned at seeing him have to force himself to look cheery. "Uh, no- I just... wanted to check on you."

Midoriya looked at the floor and sniffled a little. 

"Thanks." He said, and you were about to enter his room, "I-it's fine though! Really."

He had a forced smile on his face. You couldn't bare to see it any longer. 

You were one step inside, might as well go inside already. 

"W-wait-..." You were closing the door behind you and putting your hands on his. "Oh..."

"Midoriya- wait no," You mumbled, beginning to rub circles on his hands comfortingly, "Izuku..."

He was finally able to make eye contact with you, and you could see his red, puffy eyes from crying. They were still watering, but he was blinking them away as he looked at you. 

"Y/N..." 

You wanted to ask him what happened, what made him of all people so sad, but you didn't want to prod into his business. 

Instead, you slowly brought your hands off of his and wrapped your arms around him tightly. 

A few moments passed, and you felt his tears soaking your shirt as he slowly returned the simple hug. You both stood there, embraced in each other's arms. 

Maybe a hug is all he needed.

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(A/N: Ngl I would really like to write a part two for this, but I don't have any ideas. If you have any suggestions, feel free to comment them!)