With all the okay things that were happening in his life, figures things would go bad eventually in the next few weeks. Midoriya snoozed his alarm five times already and was just about to press the button again for the sixth time. He didn't want to get out of bed, it was hard enough to turn around. Just reaching over to push the button was such a task; the thought of doing anything was too much. He closed his eyes.
All Might's voice came from outside his door. It was all muffled and distant to Midoriya, something about wanting to get going, he wasn't sure what really was said. Though there was nothing upon him, it felt like there were multiple hundred-pound weights covering his body.
It wasn't until All Might got into his room that he could understand the words that his ears were failing to hear earlier. "Midoriya, my boy, it's time to get up and leave, we'll be late." Izuku gave no response, he didn't even open his eyes. "My boy? Izuku? Are you okay?"
By some sort of miracle, Izuku summoned enough energy to slowly open his green eyes and shake his head. Like that night of the breakdown, he couldn't form actual words; except this time instead of sobbing he felt like everything he looked at was transparent, it was all so easy to look through. His brain was stuck in a weird dissociative state. Currently nothing looked or felt real, not even his mentor's hand that was currently placed on his shoulder. All this confusion in his brain made Midoriya clench his eyes shut once again. This state only made him sick to his stomach and that was not a good feeling to have the first thing in the morning. In fact, none of this is a good feeling to have the first thing in the morning.
"Can... Can you get me my meds?" He made out. Izuku hated how weak and pathetic he sounded at that moment. This is always what it's like, these brief lapses in depression. He hated everything about this terrible illness that made itself so prevalent sometimes. "In the top drawer."
All Might murmured out a sure. Midoriya could tell by the sounds around him that his mentor grabbed the pill bottle from the side dresser, pills rattling inside. Another sound for him to hate at the moment; stupid pills. Stupid Midoriya on pills. Stupid Midoriya who can't even get out of bed to take his pills.
As soon as All Might returned to his bedside, he made himself open his eyes again. Despite tingling in his arms, Izuku pushed himself up so that he could sit against the bedframe. He almost didn't make it up; his arms almost gave out. Even though his idol was right beside him he wished he wasn't. All Might was so strong, and Midoriya didn't want him to ever see him like this. He warned All Might about his depression, but he didn't think the warning would come into play.
Yet All Might stayed by the bedside, helping Midoriya sit up and stabilize, getting him water to take his pills, telling him he could do it when it seemed like his body was going to reject the solid medication and the liquid going down, even if it was just water. Is this what having a father in his life would be like? Midoriya had no clue.
"Give me a few minutes, I... I can... get ready to go." Midoriya's voice strained as he attempted to move forward.
His mentor pushed him back, succeeding in knocking him so he was leaning on the headrest once again. "No, you're not."
"But you said... Time to go."
"Not for you." All Might still had his hand on Midoriya's shoulder, his grip as firm as his voice. "You need this day for yourself. Look at you, you can barely move."
Midoriya struggled a bit under All Might's grasp. This was frustrating. Embarrassing. If only this wasn't his life. If only he never had to live like this at all. "It's not fair if I skip out. I have to... I have to come."
"No." His mentor stressed, giving Midoriya a very stern look. "Midoriya, I promised your mother I would do anything to look after you. You, my boy, are not well. You're going to stay here and rest up. I'll make you some food just in case you get hungry and I'll come back to check on you later. Okay?"
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Thawed Hearts
FanficIzuku Midoriya has spent his whole life believing he was nothing. With a chance of a lifetime to work under his idol's wing, he meets Shoto Todoroki; an editor who needs saving as much as Midoriya does. Warning: Before you start reading this, you s...