𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝐾𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒

His Kidilante part 3 Past And Present - Interlude I

It had taken Shinsou all of two days at school and two nights of texting deep into the night to begin calling Midoriya 'Green Bean', or, when they were signing, the 'bean' hand symbol, held over one of the green patches on their blazers.

Maybe it's kind of dumb, but it's the sort of dumb that is both very hilarious and very sweet. And with that, way too cute.

Honestly, Izuku is rapidly realising that he may or may not find both of his friends absolutely adorable; yes, he is determinedly ignoring that fact for now. No time for gay panics.

So anyway, Izuku has already gained a nickname from Shinsou, though he hadn't given one in return yet. Maybe he's a little traumatised, okay? Give him a break.

And, even better for Izuku, Shinsou isn't his only friend.

Todoroki seems to get along well with both of them as well. All three of them prefer to sign than talk, at least in this early, half-there stage of friendship, and they've already started to habitually eat outside in one of the grassy courtyards together. The cafeteria is too loud and bright and crowded.

Not to mention that Izuku for one definitely feels far more anxious and vulnerable in that massive room full of so many unknowns, where bad things have happened in far too similar an environment. And sitting with his back to a wall would help somewhat but, quite frankly, there are not enough exits from that room. A mass exodus would almost definitely result in some people getting trampled, and that's not even considering the sheer press of bodies and noise as everyone would try to leave... Hah, yeh, no thank you. Izuku does not need that kind of stress.

So, instead, Shinsou and Todoroki join him outside. Or, more accurately, he and Shinsou had non-verbally agreed to go and find somewhere outside to have lunch together on their first full day and, upon noticing Todoroki sat alone under a tree, Izuku had walked up to him, clearly in his sightline and started signing to him.

'Would you mind if S-h-i-n-s-o-u and I sat here too? We'll be signing, not talking.'

For a long moment the other teen simply stares at the two, scrutinising them both with a dead expression. Then, visibly hesitant, he raises his own hands to sign in reply,

'Why?'

'Everyone needs a friend or two. Particularly when they can't rely on their so-called family.' And for a second Izuku is so sure that he's fucked up, that he's gone too far too soon and Todoroki is going to walk away or punch him or something, before the heterochromatic boy simply inclines his head in acquiescence. Izuku can't help but smile brilliantly at the permission.

(He doesn't know it, but that's the moment that his two companions begin to fall for him.

His full smile isn't all sunshine and rainbows. No, it is falling sakura, so very bright and beautiful, yet rare and sad too; it is shadows and endings, even as something so utterly entrancing blooms and blossoms into life; it is the promise of a better day, even when haunted by the knowledge of bad ones. Despite its darker layers, Izuku's smile is not bitter but rather sweet, and that's what draws them in.

Like them, Izuku is a survivor. He is bold and beautiful and broken. He is everything that they've been through and more. Suddenly, in a single second, he becomes the most stunning thing they've ever seen. And they want to continue seeing that. How could they not?)