"I Love You."

The cuts

Just a quick warning that this chapter includes self-harm, so skip it if you want to :)

Midoriya's POV

I woke up a few hours later to intense sunlight slipping through the closed curtain.

I groaned and covered my eyes with my hand, wishing for sleep to consume me once again.

It's too early for this.

"Oh, you're up."

I turned to Todoroki with a smile, matching his position by sitting up and leaning back on my palms.

His hair was messy and sticking up in multiple places, his cheeks slightly red.

I smiled up at him, and he mimicked my smile with a smirk of his own. We sat there just staring at each other with love blossoming in our hearts, just happy to be with each other.

"I love you." He murmured, his voice low and laced with affection.

I blushed. "I love you too, Todoroki."

"Shouto."

"What?" I asked, confused.

He smiled. "Call me Shouto."

I leaned forward and hugged him. "Only if you call me Izuku."

We both laughed at our cheesiness and embraced each other.

"We should get some breakfast." I claimed, standing and stretching, my back cracking in multiple places.

Todo – no, Shouto just smiled and stood. "I need to go get my uniform from the laundry room, I'll grab yours too ... I promise I'll be really quick."

"Sure! I'll meet you back here." I smirked.

Once he left, I texted Uraraka, seeing if she wanted to eat breakfast with us and if she wanted to walk with us to class.

After a few minutes, she replied, agreeing with what I said, and wrote that she would meet us downstairs.

Todoroki then came back with our uniforms, and I blushed furiously when he took his shirt off in the corner of his room, a small smile creeping onto my face.

"Like what you see?" he flirted, turning towards me.

I blinked and looked away for a second, only to look back a second later when I noticed the bruise he was sporting on his back and jaw.

He must have noticed my sudden concern for him and looked in the mirror before wincing.

I walked towards him and placed my cold hands on his back, trying to soothe the boy, but my actions only made him flinch away from me.

"I-I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, taking a step away from him and retreating to the other side of the room, where I silently got dressed in my uniform.

When we were finished, we left Shouto's room and headed downstairs to the kitchen, not saying a word to each other. In the elevator, I retreated to the corner, feeling guilty about hurting Shouto, but when the doors reopened Shouto took my hand in his and slowly walked me out of the elevator, the metal doors closing behind us.

We stood in the hallway, none of us making the first move of descending into the lounge and kitchen area.

I took my hand away from Shouto's and wrapped my arms around myself, missing the sad look he gave me as I looked at the ground.

Shouto then walked forward, lifting his hand and putting it on my shoulder. The touch helped ground me, and I was able to form a sentence in my mouth.