Just a bunch of one shots for my green haired boy
:) a lot of fluff and angst
Please know that I do not own Izuku or any characters of MHA just y/n
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Inspired by Sweet Regret- K Bromberg
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With a heavy heart I roamed the streets of Musutafu Japan, the rain pouring down heavily on me. It's crazy how this morning I was heading to work with a smile on my face, heading to the bakery nearby and getting myself a hot coffee, smiles on everyone's faces when I walked by, children running up to me asking if they could have an autograph or picture.
Everything went down an hour ago, getting a call from my mother that my father passed away. He was the reason a wanted to become a hero in the first place, and I wasn't even there when he took his last breath.
I sighed making my way towards Izuku's agency. He's been my friend since we were five years old, we were basically inseparable. But after high school he decided to work abroad for a couple years and we slowly fell apart. There were times where we texted but after his first year aboard I haven't received any messages or calls from my friend.
He came back at least three months ago and I know he's doing well. I see it all over the news. I hear it every time I'm hanging out with a friend of ours, how happy he is.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever cross his mind. If he misses me just like how I miss him.
Well we're about to find out.
As I walked through the huge doors of his agency I was met with a lady smiling at me while typing away on her computer. "Wow I can't believe it actually you! It's a pleasure to meet you Elementa, the four elements hero! My son and daughter are huge fans of you!" She said a little out loud. She suddenly pulled out two pieces of papers, "can I please have your autograph?" She asked
I decided to put my sadness aside and smile brightly at the front desk lady, "of course!" As I was writing on the two pieces of papers I asked what their names are and how old they are and wrote them tiny messages and thank you's.
"They are going to love this! Thank you so much!" She said putting them in her work bag, "sorry, how can I help you?"
"Ah no you're fine don't worry, uh I was wondering if Deku is in the building. I have to talk to him and it's kinda important" I said scratching my neck awkwardly
"Oh yes he is! Just head to the elevator and hit the 8th floor once you make it there, you're going to turn right and head to the end of the hall, you'll see his room with the two big brown doors" she explained
I quickly thanked her as I made my way to the elevator. I felt everyone's stares on me, I hope the news of my father's passing didn't go on the news yet, I didn't want anyone pitying me at the moment. I just want to feel better
The brown doors that the lady was talking about finally came into view. I stopped in front of them and took a deep breath before knocking three times. "Come in" I heard Izuku say out loud, a shiver went down my spine. I sometimes forget he's not a teenage boy anymore and his voice has finally deepen.
