A Little Bit Quirky

Valentine Special - Part 1

A.N: Hey guys! As you've probably noticed, all of my fics are on hold until the 8th of June for reasons I've already explained. Still, I couldn't resist writing this. I mean come on its Valentine's Day and unfortunately I couldn't meet my partner.
So, this chapter is dedicated to them. Happy Valentine's Day, Dork (you know who you are)! 💕💕💕🙄🙄🙄
P. S: That fucking image.... 😍😍😍

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Dear Kacchan,

I'm writing this letter to express the feelings I've had for the past ten years.
You'll never read this - you would never want to anyway.
I think that's what makes this so easy.

Bottling up emotions is bad for you, or at least that's what Mom says, so here goes nothing. From the moment we met, I knew you were different than everyone else in my life. You were so bright when we were kids; so blindingly bright that it hurt to look at you. Everywhere you went you shone and sparkled and every time you'd smile at me so carefreely, I'd feel warm. As if your brightness was slowly spreading to me. I wanted it to. I wanted to be just like you; just as bright; just as sparkling. I wanted to be the kind of person you didn't need to protect from bullies or pick up when I fell and grazed my knee. Looking back on it, I feel stupid for not noticing then that to me you were special. I loved my Mom, I loved All Might, I even loved my teacher, but you...you were different. What I felt for you was more than the childhood friendship, I had tried so hard to force us into. When you pushed me away, it felt like my very own sun had disappeared and I was left cold and lifeless. The pain I felt when I saw the hatred growing in your eyes was so poignant and substantial, it shattered me. Every part of me was broken beyond repair.

Then, when we started middle school you began tormenting me. It was painful, but for the first time since I was submerged into the icy depths of losing you, I felt warm. Scorched. The fury you directed at me burned. It was harsh and all-consuming, but it was you. You were looking at me again, you were talking at me, you were aware of my existence - affected by it. I meant something to you again. It didn't matter if you hated me with all your heart, because at least I knew I was still in your heart. If you hating me was the price I had to pay to get you back in my life, then I would gladly be consumed by your rage. To burn in the flames of your sun; in the reason for your existence.... It was a beautiful sentiment.

As you cursed me and scorned me and beat me, I was filled with a mix of emotions. I resented you for abandoning me, but at the same time, I gladly welcomed your return. I would forgive anything you did, if it meant my sun would return to my side.

You spat on my dream and told me I couldn't be a hero. It hurt, but I was okay. I was okay, because I remembered the smile of the boy who told me we would grow up to be heroes together someday. No matter what happens, that's all I've ever wanted Kacchan. To be a hero with you. You are the strongest person I've ever met. You overcome every trial you're faced with no matter how large or how dangerous. You always try your hardest to become a hero and I know that someday you'll become one of the greatest heroes in existence. Before all that though, I want you to know that you are my hero. That bright and beautiful smile that you gave me all those years ago....it saved me. Now that we're at UA and we're finally fulfilling our dreams, I noticed something. You've started ignoring me again. I hate it. I don't feel your warmth anymore and I feel like I'm falling again. Falling into that freezing ocean of missing you. I wish I could tell you to live your life happily without me, but I can't. I need you beside me.

I need you, Kacchan.

After everything that's happened, all the villains and the truth about my quirk...I thought to myself that what I felt for you was stranger. I was no longer a child who could misunderstand his feelings or push them to the back of his mind. I had to face it. So it all came down to a single question;