izukus secret (rewrite)

~izuku~

THIRD POV:

beep~ beep~ beep~

the sun shone through a gap in the curtains and lit up izuku's face causing him to stir awake and lazily reach over to his bedside table and shut his alarm off.

he groaned and sat up after a few minuets of trying to force his eyes open. the night before izuku hadn't got much sleep as he was up studying for a test coming up and when izuku was hyperfocused on a task, he wouldn't stop until that task was complete, resulting in him getting minimum of two hours of shut eye.

he dragged himself out of bed and sluggishly made his way to the bath room where he brushed his teeth before hopping into the shower, humming one of his favourite songs as he woke himself up with the cold water before turning the faucet and waiting for the water to warm up, then proceeding to wash himself. 

once he was certain he was clean he stepped out the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. avoiding the mirror he walked back into his room, got out a long sleeved shirt to hide his scars and slipping it over his head, putting on his boxers and his gym shorts, grabbed his phone and left his room.

izuku made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of cold water from the fridge and a protein bar with the intention of eating it as he was on the way to the gym.

izuku entered the gym and breathed a small sigh of relief when he was that it was empty. he connected his phone to the speakers and put a random playlist on and began stretching.

after he was stretched properly, he started to practice basic gymnastics like cartwheels and handstands, he liked seeing how long he could hold a handstand before falling, he even did push-ups like it.

he moved onto some more difficult stunts, like backflips and hand springs.

(like this but without the dancing bits)

izuku was so focused on landing his flips with precision and not hurting himself that he didnt hear the gym door open until someone shouted his name, startling him.

"oi! deku!"

he only just managed to land the flip he was doing with a stumble and turned to see the bakusquad standing by the door, faces full of shock.

"hey!" a familiar voice shouted again,

izuku turned to his right to see katsuki bakugo, someone who hated izuku for no apparent reason. they were childhood best friends but bakugo had bullied izuku since they were 5, only because izuku was told he was quirkless when he wasn't.

"where the hell did you lean how to do all that, do you think your better than me HAH!" oh and he has a serious problem with having to be better than everyone all the time. whenever he's not, especially when it comes to izuku, he basically throws a hissy fit and explodes everything.

"ok, first of all, i taught myself years ago and second, no...no i dont think im better than you. i dont know why you keep asking me that when i've never even mentioned being better than you, not once. your honestly just wasting your breath." izuku sighed and grabbed a small towel and wiped the sweat off his face.

"you talking back to me fucking deku?" the blond raged. "im going to be the number one hero and you, you fucking nerd, are going to be wishing you were me 'cause your just a lonely,  useless deku who nobody likes." bakugo screamed at him.

it was at that moment that the bakusquad seemed to wake up from there trance, kirishima instantly began trying to defend izuku. "hey!, bakubro thats so not manly. midoriya isn't useless" kirishima went and stood next to the greenette.

izuku winced slightly at the use of his old last name. it wasn't kirishima's fault he didnt know that izuku was now adopted and his last name was changed. "its ok kirishima" he told the redhead, he didnt want bakugo to lash out on him when he was only angry at him.

"ok" izuku said plainly, turning back to bakugo.

"ok? what the fuck you mean ok?" he asked with a scowl.

there really is no pleasing this man is there?

"i said "ok"...i get it. you'll be the number one hero, no one likes me 'cause im loner, a deku. i get it. you dont have to keep telling me." izuku mumbled the last bit, turning on his heals, grabbing his phone and walking out.

izuku briefly heard kirishima calling his name but he ignored it and continued walking back towards the dorms.

'god i hate trying to be confident'  izuku thought to himself with a tired sigh.

*time skip to when everyone is in class*

THIRD POV:

everyone was talking amongst themselves, all except certain green haired boy who was having trouble with all the noise.

after a couple more minuets the noise was too much for him and he felt like he was about to loose his shit so he quickly dug through his bag and pulled out his headphones, shoved them in his ears and put his music on then led his head on the table with his arms crossed infront of him.

listening to music was always something that helped izuku when things where too loud or if he got to overwhelmed, and if he didnt listen to music then he would turn to smoking, he new it was bad for him but he honestly couldn't find it in him to care.

soon enough the class door slid open reviling there homeroom teacher, everyone was quick to scurry of to there seats while aizawa walked to his desk up front.

aizawa noticed izuku with his head down and headphones on, already knowing that izuku had sensory issues when it comes to sound and just left him to it.

"alright everyone get your gym clothes and head to the field, we will be working on your hand to hand combat today so make sure your changed and stretched ready for when i get there, now go." aizawa stated in his normal tired tone, watching as his students rush out the classroom.

everyone except izuku left, aizawa made his way over and crouched down next to him and pulled out his headphones gently and stuffed them back in his bag.

"izuku?" aizawa asked softly, he only got a quiet hum in response,

"let me guess you were up all night?" aizawa asked running his hand through izukus hair softly.

"i was studying last night for that test coming up then i was in the gym this morning, has a slight argument with kacchan, if you can even call it that, more like him screaming at me again." izuku mumbled moving to hug his dad. 

"ok, come on you can rest with mic for a bit and i will have a word with you later about bakugo and try get it sorted, im sure mic would love some cuddles with you so rest for as long as you need." aizawa said with a chuckle at the end, izuku clung to him like a koala as aizawa made his way to the teachers lounge.

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