His Hero | Tododeku

Chapter Twenty Eight

Todoroki's POV:

I felt my eyes open and waited until I could see properly before sitting up and groaning in pain. I put a hand on my forehead and waited until everything stopped spinning. I picked up my phone and saw it was 2am. I dragged my feet as I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some water. I slipped on some shoes and started walking outside. I didn't really know where I was walking, but I just let my feet guide me. I somehow ended up at Izuku's house. Suddenly, I felt a strong longing for his touch and an urge to be with him. I picked up a few rocks and tossed them up at Izuku's window. I waited until I heard the window unlock. I watched as the sleepy boy looked down, the sleepiness fading from his eyes once he saw me, obviously surprised.
"Sho~kun?" He called, his voice still slightly groggy.
"Come downstairs." I called quietly. I saw him nod and I waited until he closed the window. I looked up at the dark clouds, a storm threatening to come. I heard a door open and close quietly and then I saw the small boy. He was wearing one of his plain t-shirts, sweatpants, and his notorious red shoes. He looked up curiously at me. I offered a reassuring smile. I took his hand and walked with him to the nearby park. As we walked there, I was very aware of how dark and late it was. I lead him over to the swings, the bright light a little painful to look at. We were in a comfortable and sleepy silence until I finally spoke.
"I wanted to get away from the house." I murmured, looking up at the clouds.
"Are you okay?" The sleepiness that was previously in his voice was replaced with worry. I tilted my face slightly to let Izuku see the dark bruise forming on my cheek. I heard him get up from the swing and walk over to me. He stood in front of me and leaned down, kissing my bruised cheek.
"Better?" He asked, he had a weak smile and his eyes were watering.
"Much, thank you Izuku~kun." I stood up and he wrapped his arms around me, tight enough to know he wouldn't let go, but not tight enough to hurt me. I heard his quiet sobs as he put his face on my shoulder. I hugged him back, pulling his shaking body close.
"Stay with me tonight, please.." He murmured once his sobs calmed down. I looked up and felt droplets of rain hit my face.
"Alright..."
I watched as the soft sprinkles of water turned into a harsh pour.
"We should go inside.." I told the small boy. He nodded and let go of the hug. He put his hand in mine and walked back to his house with me. The entire walk back, Izuku tried to dry his tears, but it was no use. The rain pouring just soaked our faces more. We walked up the steps to his apartment and I waited until he had opened the door. The cool air conditioning sent a shiver down my spine. We walked to his room fully aware that we probably looked like drowned rats.
"Hold on, I'll be back." He said and walked out of the room. I stood there curiously for a few minutes before he walked back in with a mug. "Here, it might make you feel better. It's hot chocolate." He smiled at me as I took the mug. "I'm going to go take a shower, um.." He paused and walked over to his closet. He pulled out a large t-shirt and long sweatpants. "Here, um, it'll be better if you don't sleep in wet clothes." He told me and set the things down on his bed. "I'll be back soon." He told me. I nodded and watched as he walked away. I felt myself yawn as I heard the shower turn on. My eyes caught on the mirror in front of his bed. I walked over to it and sat down, my back leaning against the foot of his bed. I saw the bruises on my face and scattered on my arms. I sighed and looked down at them. I took a few sips of the marshmallow infested drink. Drowsiness kicked in when I set the mug on the nearby desk. I felt my nose run, but I was honestly too tired to move. I sat there, slouched, and listened as the water lulled me to sleep.

Midoriya's POV:

I turned off the shower and stepped out. I got dressed in a dry set of pyjamas, which was my All Might onesie, and I walked into my bedroom. I shivered at the sudden coldness, my soaked mop of hair dripping on my face. I looked around, confused when I didn't see Shoto.
"Sho~kun?" I called and looked around my room I saw a little bit of heterochromatic hair reflecting in my mirror and I couldn't help but smile. I walked over to the foot of my bed and saw Shoto laying on his right side, his body rising and falling slowly. His left arm was draped over his side. I walked to my bed and moved the covers off to the side. I walked over to Shoto again and crouched down beside him and nudged his shoulder. I flinched softly when I noticed he hadn't changed into dryer clothes.
"Sho~kun?" I called once more. He hummed softly in response, as if he was barely awake. "Can you open your eyes?" I asked him.
"Nn-mm.." He responded. I felt myself smile in amusement.
"Well you need to change out of your wet clothes." I told him. He hummed again, curling closer in on himself. I sighed very softly and stood up. I picked up the large t-shirt I had set out for him and brought it over to him. "Here...I can help you with your shirt, but you'll have to sit up." I told Shoto, who didn't move. "Sho~kun?" I called his name after a second. He didn't respond. I scooped my arms under his shoulders and sat him up. I unbuttoned his wet school shirt and kept his sleeping body from falling back down. Pulling off the long-sleeved shirt, I noticed how skinny he was and how well-built his stomach was. I felt myself blush and forced myself to look away until I could gather all of my thoughts. When I turned back, I saw the bruises and scars scatter across his chest and well-built stomach. I pulled the t-shirt over his head and arms through the short sleeves before pulling the rest of the shirt over his stomach.
I scooped my arm under his shoulder and picked up his legs with my other arm. I carried the sleeping Shoto bridal style to my bed and laid him down. I pulled the covers over him and set the dry pyjama pants in the closet again. I walked back into the bathroom and dried my hair until it wasn't dripping anymore. I put away the hairdryer and turned off the bathroom light before walking back into my bedroom. I felt myself smile when I saw Shoto curled up under the covers. I turned off the main light in my room and walked over to my bed. I laid down on the edge of the bed, keeping myself a respectable distance away from Shoto. I faced him and watched as his side rose and fell. I could hear him breathing, a slight wheezing squeak when he inhaled. I reached out and put my hand on his. I could feel the heat from his left hand warming my previously cold hand. I smiled and felt my eyes close, escaping to a dreamland.