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Izuku Midoryia, born without a quirk. Became the greatest hero of his Generation. Becoming #1 at just 23, expectations where high. Learning to be a pro, and handle his agency. He couldn't help but ruin his sleep schedule and...
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(I'M BACK BABY!!!! I'll save yall the corny details, I am in fact alive. I had so much going on and I needed time to heal not only my body but mind. I appreciate all of you who wanted more and have waited patiently for me. But I am finally back, and I missed you all dearly <3 NOW LETS RESUME..........again)
Midoryia turned around in the bed, his brows creasing and his lips frowning. He reached around for Y/n, his hand gently patting the bed. He groggily sat up, his hair a mess and his eyes half-lidded.
"B- baby...?" His voice was low and still dripping in sleep, as he looked up. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped, Y/n sat at the foot of the bed. She had a hoodie on, a pillow In her lap, a carry-on and suitcase beside her. He grabbed his phone and checked the time.
"It's 1:57 in the morning!?" As he gasped, Y/n turned around and looked at him. Nodding her head, she looked at her phone as well.
"Yes?" She asked, Midoryia rubbed his eyes and fully sat up.
"Have you even slept?" He mumbled, slowly lowering his hands from his eyes. Y/n shrugged and shook her head.
"Ah no," Y/n said with a sheepish smile, she rubbed her eyes and yawned. "I'm just nervous, and excited is all"
Midoryia's eyes softened, he sat up fully in the bed and nodded. He had for sure fallen asleep around 7 pm. With Y/n by his side, sleep came easier. He stretched his arms and got out of the bed. grabbing a t-shirt, he pulled it over his head and looked at her.
"Alright, lets go grab a coffee and get to the airport early, its better that way." He said gently, smiling at her. Y/n nodded and stood up, Midoryia reached towards the nightstand and tossed her his keys.
"Do you need help carrying everything baby?" Midoryia asked, Y/n cheeks flushed and she frowned at him. He said it so naturally, and so sweetly. She shook her head and grabbed her suitcase.
"No, it's okay. I'll meet you downstairs" Y/n mumbled, as she turned to walk away. She squeaked and froze as his warm and strong arms wrapped around her. His chin rested on the top of her head.
"Hey...you know, I'm really happy you are joining me for this" He whispered, his hands slid down her sides. His thumbs rubbing gentle circles on her hips.
"I know you are nervous, and that's okay. This is a huge step for you, and I'm proud of you" He added, kissing the top of her head. Y/n tilted her head back and looked at him, this was random. Proud of her? She wanted to argue, but she stopped.
"Why are you proud of me?" She asked, laughing sheepishly. She yelped as Midoryia grabbed her hip and spun her around to face him. His fingers tilted her chin up, his eyes soft. He gently rubbed his thumb on her bottom lip.
"You are doing this for me? Aren't you?" he asked gently. Y/n looked to the side and nodded slowly.
"You are in no way selfish, but you like to do things yourself. you don't like to spoil yourself, or let me spoil you" Y/n frowned and rolled her eyes, making him chuckle softly.
