Need You (ShinDeku)

Ch. 103 - Bland

A/N: made a small update to the description because it was bothering me but the attempt was pretty half-assed so I'm not sure it's any better... anyways, hope everyone's doing well.
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Midoriya POV

     I woke up with a start, laying on an unfamiliar cushion surrounded by an unfamiliar smell in a room with dimmed lights. I sit up slowly, getting my bearings as I realize I'm on the leather couch in Aizawa and Hizashi's school apartment. So, it's not that unfamiliar. I remember the events that likely led to me being here just as I see the two of them in the kitchen, cut off mid-quiet-conversation, both looking at me with soft eyes.

     My bottom lip trembles first, and I can feel my face getting warmer, and I know it's already too late. "Hey, Izuku," Hizashi calls out softly, "you back with us?" And I burst into tears.

He hurried over, Shota not far behind him, and sat carefully down on the couch next to me. He put a gentle arm around my shoulder, pulling me close and rubbing a comforting hand over my forearm. I feel so childish.

     "I'm sorryyyyy!" I wailed, already a sniveling mess. It would be surprising if my eyes weren't swollen shut by the end of the day.

     The guilt and embarrassment clogged my brain, along with the panicky remnants of whatever it was that happened before I passed out. I take back what I said about feeling childish, I just feel stupid.

     "It's alright, Izuku. I promise." He told me gently, and I nodded into his shoulder.

     "We're sorry, kid. This is a big adjustment and it's going to be a rough road ahead, but remember we'll be here to make it as smooth as possible, no matter what." Shota spoke, equally as gentle.

     "Every step of the way," Hizashi added.

     I almost felt worse, hearing those words. With these two on my side, how could I think that I wouldn't be okay? I should place my trust in them, I know they would never let anything bad happen to me, and they only want the best for me.

     I nodded again at them, squeezing into Hizashi harder.

     "Th-thank you guys, thank you so much. You don't know how much you both mean to me." I'm pretty sure even I didn't know until just a moment ago. We still have a lot to learn about each other and our journey together is just beginning, but their care and support is more than anything I could have asked for.

     "Izuku," Hizashi sounded choked up, and I lifted my face just a little to look over at Shota.

     He was looking away from us, jaw clenched. I watched him take a few deep breaths before he turned and our eyes met. He smiled, reaching out to ruffle my hair over Hizashi's shoulder.

     "You mean a lot to us too, kid. You better not forget it," he grumbles, and I just know he's trying not to let himself get too emotional.

     I let out a wet laugh, pulling away from Hizashi with a sniffle.

     He's immediately reaching to grab me tissues from the box set out on the coffee table, and when I'm done blowing my nose he has the wastebasket in one hand and the glass of water that was next to the tissue box in the other.

     Wow, talk about being prepared. I give him a smile and my thanks. I didn't realize how thirsty I was until the cup was in my hands.

     It's a while before any of us get moving again and when we do, Hizashi is telling me to "just sit tight and relax" on the couch.

     Him and Shota move around the apartment a bit sluggishly, Shota especially so. He opens the fridge to start taking out some of the fresh produce and other things that won't keep very long. While he does that, Hizashi heads into their bedroom, talking to himself.