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Humility

Izuku and Kyouka were sitting on the same bench in the park, the cherry blossom leaves long since scattered away. The small pond had a few lily pads.

Jirou was hugging her legs up against her chest. A bloodshot eye pout. She hit her forehead repeated on her knees. "Fuck, I knew this was gonna bite me in the ass." She shifted the weight of her head on either knee a few times, raising it and taking a deep sigh. "Izuku, um, what you said last night, you really do mean it right? You know, (gulp) that love thing?"

He furrowed his eyebrows, slightly confused. "Y-Yeah I do, why are you suddenly bringing this up? I know you're upset but what does this have to do with that?"

"And that's not gonna change, r-right?"

He tried to keep his demeanor. 'Kyouka is definitely more stressed than I imagined she would be..?' He nodded his head, "Yeah, Kyouka." He laid his hand on her knee, squeezing it. She pulled back her hood and stared directly at him after his sentiment. Her anxious face calmed down seeing his reassuring eyes.

"Okay." Straightening her face to remain serious. "I need to tell you something Izuku. It's about me and Momo. Fuck this is hard." Trying to clear her throat. "It's really mostly about me, but it involves her too." She ran her hand through her hair, before shaking it, sprinkling off some drops. She stared down at the hand on her knee, then his attentive eyes. She broke her eyes away for a sec before reaffirming her confidence in herself, him and their relationship, and met his eyes again. "Izuku, the thing is, y-you're the first guy I've been with..."

Izuku nodded. "You're my first girlfriend too, Kyouka."

She shook her head with some frustration. "No, I didn't mean it like that... I've had a girlfriend before." Keeping her eyes on his reaction.

"...O-Oh." His eyes widened, they were obviously taken back, but eventually took that in. "So you mean, you're, um?" Not knowing how to word it.

She nodded her head with closed eyes. The pressure of coming out was difficult enough but to your own boyfriend. She rested her head back on her knees. His warm hand was rubbing her knee gently to let her know he was still there. "I guess this is the part where you say something cheesy like usual." Jirou tried to joke off the serious issue, because of her own insecurities.

"I-It must have been hard to tell me... I'm shocked, yeah, but I don't want to let that change anything between us. I still definitely mean what I said yesterday... I love you..." Maybe she needed to hear it from him again, maybe he needed to tell her again.

With closed eyes losing doubt, her lips rose like the flower, with a blossoming giggle. "Like I said, cheesy." Letting themselves take a break from the conversation in a cuddled quiet rain drop serenade.

After the rain completely faded out she continued. "And about Momo." A reluctant sigh, staring across the pond. "Actually, I think this has probably affected everything we've been through so far. You know how you and Uraraka were? I mean before we started dating." She turned her face back to him.

He nodded. "Y-Yeah..." He didn't like to admit but, "There was something there, even though, we-, I never acted on it."

She turned back to the pond. "Sorry, it's just easier to talk looking this way." He said he understood and whatever helped her she should do. "Me and Momo were like that too, except I acted on it, but we never got anywhere. It happened a little bit before we started dating but there was never any closure between us... I think that's why I overreacted when I saw you and Uraraka kissing... I felt guilty for not telling you and I was scared shitless. I thought karma was fucking me over because of how I treated Momo."

Izuku's eyes widened. "That's why it was so unusual."

Jirou turned back to him, with a tilted confusion. "What do you mean?" Rubbing away a sneaky tear that was escaping after she expressed a buried truth.