Admiring From Afar (BkDk)

4 - 'There It Goes'

"The love we had was covered in snow
I had to let it go
Yeah, the love we had was eating me whole
I had to send it home"

Third person POV
Izuku wakes up with sore red eyes as sunlight kisses his skin. He yawns as he rolls over in his twin sized bed to avoid the brightness. He got almost no sleep after the thought provoking incident, what was going to happened to him?

A soft knock was placed on his dark wooden door and then the shiny gold knobbed turned as the door opened. Izuku hid himself under his blanket as his mother walked into the room with a dreary look on her face.

"I'm sorry Izuku." She whispered out as she sat next to his All Might themed bed. Tears rolled down both of their faces as the little boy crawled out of bed and into his mother's lap. She held him gently as they cried and he clutched the back of her pink blouse with his tiny fists as his body began shaking with sadness. The urge to stop trying was beginning to enter his child-like brain and swirl around.

Thoughts crossed his mind as he sobbed loudly into his mother's chest. Inko quietly held the boy as she rubbed his back in a pointless way to calm him down, it was no use. The child's dreams had been crushed like a sunflower on a windy day, there was no putting a smile on the small boy's freckles face, not for awhile at least.

"Mommy." He cried out. Shreds of his mother's heart ached and they slowly began to crumble and silently fall into a hopeless pit of despair.

"Why...why me?" He said quietly in a voice ridden with sadness. The green haired woman shook her head as she could not give an answer to her brokenhearted child. She feared the worst for him: bullying, torments, and worst of all, belittling his self esteem as well as his now seemingly far-fetched dream of being a hero.

The two then sat in silence as the crystal like substance continued to flow down their pale and freckled skin, never stopping.

After what seemed like hours, Izuku fell asleep in his mother's arms. She felt helpless in the current situation as there was nothing she could do to alter his path, nothing except be there for him when it doesn't work out. That's all she could think about, what will she do if he can't be a hero, more importantly, what will he do.

The freckled woman pondered her son's fate as the tears began to slow. She dreaded her son's narrow future as she believed it was destined to be miserable and full of woe. Being quirkless in a society like this was the definition of social suicide. Everyone wanted to be a hero, those who had the right quirks did, those who didn't, failed.

What was Izuku going to do at school? Who would talk to him after finding out the truth? Inko couldn't bear the hard questions anymore and shut her brain off for a moment and just looked at her son. He seemed to be in peace. Izuku was asleep in her lap with his face rested on her chest as she leaned against the bed and his arms around her with tiny fists grabbing her blouse, holding her tight.

Inko knew one thing, she would do her best to protect her son from the cruel world.

...

Inko decides to take her son to the park to meet up with the Bakugous in hopes to cheer him up. The two sit on a bench patiently in silence as they wait. Mitsuki finally arrives with her twins and shows a pitiful smile to her friend as she sits next to her.

Izuku hesitantly gets up and walks with the twins to the playground. It was silent for awhile as none of the children had an idea of what to say.

"So Izuku, you don't have a quirk?" Aku asks quietly. The boy hesitantly nods with a frown on his face as he looks down at the ground.

Katsuki then had his attention grabbed by a group of boys standing around the climbing wall. He decided to go play with them to avoid his sister. Izuku ran after him as Aku grumbled quietly.