Author note: updated so much this week, that I forgot that Sunday is Ironman Izuku's Day lol.
Day 7 since the offer
*we see Izuku alone in his room at home. His hand was drumming on the table, and his other hand held the card of her number. He could be training right now. He could be finishing the final touches on the particle accelerator with me right now. Hell, he could be hanging out with Shinsou at a cat cafe right now. Even that would be a better use of his time. And yet? Here he was, in his room, looking at the piece of paper, as his mind was completely blank on what to do. He sighed when he heard a knock at the door, and he plastered on his fake smile.*
Izuku: You know I never lock my door, mother. Since I have nothing to hide
Inko: it's... it's still rude to enter without knocking. I made you some lunch, a grilled cheese and tomato soup
*inko said as she walked inside his room and placed the tray of food down on his table. Izuku nodded, not paying any attention to Inko, as he kept looking at the business card, his hand holding it so tightly that he was crinkling it. Inko looked at Izuku with concern on her face since he just come here at 7 in the morning and hadn't left his room since he just looked at that piece of paper. Izuku took a breath as he waited for his mother to leave.*
Izuku: Hmm. I appreciate it.
Inko: Of course. But um. Are you ok? And I know what you're gonna say, that it's none of my concern
*inko started, knowing how Izuku operates. He doesn't want to tell her anything going on in his life, but this looks to be different. Izuku was far too quiet to be natural. Izuku's frown just got worse, as he continued to have that permanent smile on his face as he felt annoyed at his mother for thinking she could help him in any way, shape, or form. He doesn't need the help of someone who's never had to suffer as a person without any superpowers. So with a tone filled with toxic sarcasm, Izuku spoke up.*
Izuku: If you know, then why ask it?
Inko: Because you're my son. That's why. So, are you ok? You've been here since this morning, and things have been.... quiet. Normally, I hear you inventing something or other
*inko said, remembering the few times Izuku had been home, and they were never quiet days when that happened. She always heard izuku working inside here. To the point that she got a complaint from the HOA president. So, to hear nothing happening for hours? Yeah. Understandably, Inko would be worried about izuku. But that just made izuku feel worse. He didn't need her sympathy. He didn't need anybody's sympathy. He was Izuku Midoriya, a future pro hero, and soon to be one of the smart individuals acknowledged by the world. He'll figure it out by himself.*
Izuku: Like you said. It's none of your concern
Inko: izuku, come on. I'm just trying to help
*inko said with a sigh. Once again, izuku was difficult with her for no reason. She just wanted to offer some assistance, if nothing else, an ear to listen. But Izuku didn't care. He was too stressed right now to even think about his feelings for his mother. So he finally graced her with his attention. He got up and got closer to his mother, making his mother take a step back on her and speak to her, saying something completely insensitive so Inko would get the point and leave him alone.*
Izuku: Right. Like a janitor is gonna be able to even comprehend the complexities of my situation
Inko:.....
*inko looked genuinely hurt by that comment and looked as if she was gonna cry. Since yes, she didn't finish her education, thanks to the happy miracle that was her son, yes. She was a janitor at Mitsuki and Masaru's modeling business, but that didn't give the right for izuku to insult her like that. She was doing her best with the tools that the world gave to her. The fact that she had to do it without the help of Izuku's father was another thing, even if he did send child support every month. Izuku, for his part, opened the door for his mother and pointed at it for her to leave his room. He had wasted enough time speaking to her and wanted to be alone with his thoughts, how little of them he had right now.*
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the new Ironman
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