Wings ✔ [UNDER EDITING]

One Simple Talk

~Nighttime
No one's POV~

At the edge of an abandoned building sat a small, freckled boy. His feet dangling. But, the boy wasn't alone. Somebody else was there before him in the shadows. That person had noticed the boy and decided to confront him. The person tapped Izuku's shoulder. Izuku whipped his head to look at this stranger. He saw a man that looks around his 20's. He had a patched up face. Burn marks with surgical staples everywhere on his face. He was honestly intimidating. Izuku stared at him for a good second and then scrambled to get up, "I-I'm s-sorry, I must h-have disturbed y-you!" Izuku said uneasily. The patched-up man stopped Izuku and sighed, "Your fine...just wanted make sure you weren't gonna jump or something..." The stranger whispered. Izuku wasn't sure why he was here either, "o-oh u-um...I'm alright." Izuku and the man stood in awkward silence. "So, why are you up here?" Izuku uttered calmly without stuttering, he was much more confident now. "I should be asking you that...but the reason I'm here is to clear my mind of things."  The patched man spoke.

"Oh, you care to talk about them?"

"...sure"

Izuku listened as the man talked about his troubles. He grew up in a horrible family, with a horrible father. He was the oldest out of his siblings. According to the man, his father wanted a very powerful child and tried many times. That was until his brother was born. His quirk was a mixture between his father's and mother's. His mother sounded like a nice woman to Izuku. The young man smiled everytime he mentioned his siblings, especially the youngest, and mother. Izuku also smiled, he was happy he got hear about this man's past. He sounds like he been through rough times but he clearly still holds onto those happy times. Izuku had to admit, he admired the stranger a little. "Haha, sorry I didn't introduce myself I'm Tou-..." The guy stopped halfway through his sentence. "Dabi" he finished. Izuku snapped out of his thoughts, "Izuku Midoriya!" Izuku held out his hand for Dabi to shake. He hesitantly shook Izuku's hand and uttered, "Midoriya huh, are you somehow connected to Inko Midoriya?" Dabi's tone turned pitiful. Izuku drowned himself in his thoughts, how did this stranger know about his mom? His mother's death wasn't something people really cared about. So why?

Izuku held in his breath and started to slightly shake. Did he want to tell this stranger about his past? Yet again, Dabi told him about his troubles. Izuku sighed heavily making his decision. "Y-yes, she i-is my mother." Izuku looked down, not wanting his pity. Dabi's eyes had widened. Dabi was lost in his thoughts, looking a little guilty. Dabi did feel pity for this kid. Sure, Dabi had been through an abusive childhood and eventually running away. But Izuku had been through worse...much worse.
"Who takes care of you?" Dabi asked, hoping Izuku's situation was better now. "With my dad, well my adopted father, Shota Aizawa." Izuku brightened at the mentioning of his dad. Dabi looked at Izuku like he was crazy, "Eraserhead!?" Dabi whisper yelled. "Yeah, I'm surprised you know who he is." Izuku chuckled at his reaction. "He is teaching at Yuuei-" Dabi didn't finish his sentence, reality hit him like a truck. "Do you go to Yuuei?" Dabi questioned Izuku.
Izuku smiled widely and nodded. Dabi tried to his his disappointment. He barely knew Izuku, but he wanted to know more about him. Izuku was a bright little kid despite his past.

Izuku pulled out his phone to check the time. The freckled boy immediately got up and said his goodbyes. "Hey, can I have your number? I would like to talk to you more..." Dabi asked while looking at the boy, his eyes full of hope.

"Sure"

(A/N)
I'M NOT DEAD.
I was just being a useless person, sitting on the couch, while watching Scotty Sire being suicidal for 10 minutes. But hey, I got a new chapter out! I'm sorry for being lazy and not posting! I also might be getting sick. FFFF-
I HATE MY RUNNING NOSEEEE