My soulmate

Chapter 2

IZUKU POV

Jesus Christ this boy was beautiful. He was so colorful and handsome. He had one grey eye and one blue eye with red hair on his left and white hair on his right. He stood there studying me for a second. I sorta freaked out and asked why he saved me. And then it happened. I looked down. My tattoo was gone. I could have swore that it was there before I met him. I said he might be my soulmate and naturally his reaction was to look at his wrist.

"Mine is gone too... "IM..." Izuku Midoriya..." he came to the same realization I had came to.
"I think you're right Midoriya... my tattoo is gone and your initials match what my tattoo said."
"I guess I should introduce myself then," he chuckled to himself.
"I'm Shoto Todoroki, nice to meet you Midoriya."

Something just occurred to me...
"Todoroki, why were you up here? N-not to be nosy! I'm just curious... I mean here in this world fate really does exist but you must have had a reason." He seemed flustered at the question which was strange because he didn't seem like the flustered type.

"Same reason as you... I wanted to jump..."
"Todoroki... I know it's incredibly soon, but for some reason I feel like I care about you and I certainly don't want you to die so please... don't ever do that..." I said looking down.

"Hm, interesting I-"
"I'm sorry! I know that's really weird because we just met a few minutes ago but oh my god I'm so dumb I'm sorry!" He put a hand on my shoulder with a slight chuckle.
"It's fine Midoriya, I feel the same. Must be the soulmate thing. I think we should get to know each other if we both feel this," he said with an oddly straight face. How does he do that? I can't keep a straight face saying that! I'd blush too much!
"U-uh s-sure!"
"Okay, where do want to go?" He asked.
"How about my house? My mom won't be there plus I don't feel like seeing anyone after what I just did..." I trailed off remembering the feeling of falling.
He nodded then replied, "I understand, lead the way Midoriya."
TIME SKIP CUZ IM TOO FUCKING LAZY

SHOTO POV

He's really cute. From the estimated 10 minutes I've known him I've figured out he lives alone with his mom and that he has a habit of stuttering. We walked in silence, but it was comforting, a pleasant break from my father's yelling.

He opened the door to his apartment and we walked in. He led the way to his room and opened the door and oh boy did my eyes widen.
"Ah! Oh my god! Nope nope nope not in there!" He was shouting and his whole face was red as a tomato. My eyes had just born witness to the most amount of All Might merchandise that they had ever seen. With how much he was rambling how embarrassed and sorry he was I couldn't help but let out a long genuine laugh which only made him sink to the ground and curl up into a ball.

I got onto the ground with him and put a hand on his shoulder hoping he'd look up so I could see that adorably flustered face.
"It's okay, I like All Might too, plus, I think it's cute how much you like him."

"Yeah sorry, he was such an inspiration to me when I was younger, I used to watch videos of him all the time."

"I tried to but my father never let me, he hates All Might," I said while awkwardly scratching my head.

"Really? Who could hate such a great hero?"
I didn't mean to, but I scoffed.
"The number two hero is jealous of the number one hero," I said making great hand gestures to show my frustration with the topic.

"OH. MY. GOD. Your dad is Endeavor?!"

"Sadly yes, yes he is..." it's too early in our relationship to talk about my dad. He must have noticed my uneasiness because he changed the topic.
"So! Wanna go in now?"
"Sure." We walked into his All Might themed room and sat on the floor.

TIME SKIP
about two hours late we were sitting in a fort that we had made in the middle of the room laughing our asses off as we watched a movie. We had talked about the small stuff: favorite music (we like the same music which would be Panic! At the disco's old music, Fall Out Boy, and the rest of the emo gods) our favorite things to do, favorite movies, how he got bullied, and a very i ended game of Truth or dare. The game had left Midoriya with his mom's makeup on and me with only boxers and socks. He is great company and I don't know if it's because we're soulmates, but I think I like him.

IZUKU POV

OH. MY. HOLY. CHEESEBALLS. This has been so fun, especially the truth or dare (mostly because now his abs are exposed like holy crap). Currently we were inside our fort watching a movie and although I was super excited, I was just as tired. I felt myself starting to doze off...

TODOROKI POV

He was falling asleep right on me. What should I do? I mean like I can't just hold him and make him uncomfortable when he wakes up, but not to would just seem rude. I decided on picking him up and cradling him in my lap. I mean we're soulmates this should be fine right?

Even if it's just been a few hours I feel comfortable with him. I mean he's just so nice and funny not to mention his smile is brighter than the sun itself. He didn't seem to mind the cradling, in fact, he snuggled into my bare chest. Yes, bare because this little boy made me take my clothes off during truth or dare. And to think I even gave him and easy dare! I only had him put on makeup (which he's surprisingly good at).

Since he was asleep I decided to watch music videos on the laptop we were watching the movie on. Halfway through the first video I heard him say something in his sleep.

"Sho~" I couldn't help it, I blushed. What could he be dreaming about?! Oh god I didn't take him as that type. Then again would it be so bad? Oh my god STOP SHOTO! You will NOT be that guy. You will not be the guy that kisses their soulmate after one day.
This has been a good day, possibly the best I've ever had.
I looked down at the sleeping angel. He's too cute for me and just too good for me.

He moved in his sleep and his arm became exposed. I saw thin lines running up and down his arm. Sadness filled my chest.
I need to see how bad and how much...
I pulled his sleeve up carefully and saw that there were tons of scars and cuts running up his arms.