Need You (ShinDeku)

Ch. 98 - Favorites

A/N: life's a pain as usual. Sorry to those of you who are all caught up and had to wait. Next month is extra busy so chapter 99 might be early in preparation of being unable to post.
Have fun reading!

Shinso POV

It was a good last day of school, so far. It was surreal to think I was really in the hero course permanently... you know, given that I don't majorly fuck up. Besides that, Izuku seemed happy and well, and we weren't doing anything serious in any of our classes so I spent my time focused on him.

The teachers never got around to giving us separate desks, though we each had our own chair now since he wasn't in a wheelchair, and I had never been happier to be so close to someone in my life.

Every time my heart sped up at the brush of our shoulders, or I stared at his constellation of freckles a little to long, or I found myself suppressing a soft smile at the sound of his mumbles, I had to briefly give myself a reminder. You don't have to feel guilty. There's nothing wrong with your feelings. It's okay to love this incredible, lovely boy.

But lunch comes around, and I'm struck with a thought. What happens this summer? I'm expected to go back to my parent's home. Izuku, well, he'll probably end up at Aizawa and Mic's home, right?

The only significant time we've spent away from each other since the rescue was when he was taken from us again. Besides that there was only the hour or so that All-Might dragged him away—when he had yet another thing taken from him—and his doctor checkup which left him out of it and a little bit shaken last night. Even his solo visits to Hound Dog were less than an hour long, and his PT was always set up within range of the rest of the class.

Every time he's left my side for any significant amount of time something terrible happens. It's silly to think he wouldn't be okay without me, he's got two pro heroes that care for him very much, but I think of the way he still insists on leaving the bathroom door cracked open when he showers, and the panic attacks that nobody else has been able to stop. Thankfully they're less frequent the past few weeks, but he still has them and honestly I think they'd be more frequent if I wasn't available to use my quirk whenever he asked.

No, I tell myself, you're just making up excuses because you don't want to stop seeing him every day. He's been doing so much better.

I can't shake off the nervousness though. What if I'm not okay without him over the summer?

I'm up from my seat before I can think about it. "I'm gonna ask Aizawa a question about training this summer," I tell Izuku, already walking to our teacher. He waves me off with a close-lipped smile, mouth full of food.

"Uh, hey," I greet him when I stop at his desk, staring at his form- slumped over against the wall in a sleeping bag.

He peeks an eye open with a deadpan look. "Not even going to try to be professional in school?"

"Sorry, sensei." I grit my teeth, half in embarrassment and half in annoyance.

"That was a joke," he says but his expression doesn't change in the slightest. "If the class hasn't figured out I handpicked you yet then I'm concerned for our next generation of heroes."

I suppress a sigh. "That doesn't mean you should let me treat you differently. That's picking favorites."

He narrows his eyes. "Who said I was picking favorites? I keep a mental note of every time you've disrespected me. Each point makes your summer training marginally more difficult."

I suppress a shiver. "You're evil."

"That's another point."

This time a sigh really does come out, and I look away towards Izuku before I can meet his narrowed eyes.