Quirkless Isn't Hopeless (Complete)

Lullaby Of The Mist

"I did it." Izuku panted, beginning to get up. As soon as he stood up a fist came crashing down on him.

"Izuku... Dummy!" Kyouka punched with angry shark eyes.

"Ow!" He cried, squatting while clutching the comical bump on his head. He glanced up with teary eyes. "Kyouka..." He whined.

"Don't you 'Kyouka...' me." She berated, going back to clutching her shoulder with her good arm. "Izuku you know better than-"

"I know, I know." Izuku straightened up. "And you know I wouldn't just leave you like that. And it's not because of..." He debated a moment in his head before dropping the sentence.

She glanced away at the running water. She wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning either, she sighed. "You know, nostalgia always leaves a bitter after taste in my mouth."

The quiet city night wind breezed by them, ruffling the hair that was covering their shaded eyes.

"I know, Kyouka, I know."

Izuku groaned struggling to get up. "Wh-Where?" He winced in pain. "Where am I?" He strained to get up with his elbow. There was steam everywhere. He could make the room out. It was Yaoyorozu's shower room. In her typical high class, it was lavish and spacious. The bath was shaped like a porcelain hot spring. He was laying next to it and the sitting area. He noticed a towel over his lap, but that was it. He glanced around.

"Where's Momo..?" He breathed out, fatigued, he struggled to sit up.

"I-Izuku!" A voice cried with relief. He turned to it, seeing a hazy figure at the door. It became clear as she rushed to his side, she was wrapped in a towel and had her hair in a ponytail like usual, but up with a hairclip. She sat on her knees, hugging his head tightly against her bosom. "I was so worried." She whispered with anxiety, combing her hand through his hair, to calm herself.

"I'm... I'm fine." He tried to say but it came out muffled against her flesh.

She shook her head. "No, you're not, you stubborn idiot." Even through her insult, all he could hear was affectionate worry.

He pulled away from the embrace, sitting up with some of her help, he winced clutching the side of his stomach, he had a gash over his ribcage, he clutched it, noticing that it was stitched up.

"It was the most severe of your injuries, so I tended to that one first. We still need to clean your other wounds." She glanced away a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry I stripped you. I had to identify all the injuries and you're clothes were so bloody... And... And." Her voice was beginning to break. Seeing him like that was terrifying. She was an aspiring hero, so she has bared witnesses to horrible images but seeing him, her pillar of stability, in such a state was...

"Hey, hey, I'm alright." He tried to reassure, placing his hand on her shoulder. She shrugged it off, opting to tackle him into a hug, resting her forehead on his collar bone. He refused to let that grunt of pain out.

"Izuku..!" She whined in a worrying way. "I can't lose you... I can't."

He let her express herself. He gently rubbed her back. "Today was just a bad day, I'm not too hurt, I was just tired when I got here, sorry I didn't mean to make you worry. Really, Momo." Being as positive as he could.

"You're doing it again, shrugging it off with a smile." She could hear it in his voice. She lifted her head up to him. That onyx twinkle in her eyes. "Can't you be honest with at least me..?"Piercing straight through him.

He gritted his hand over the floor tile. He didn't answer for a moment. He pulled his other arm away from her back, moving it to her face. He pressed his forehead against hers with shadowed eyes. He crested her cheek as he spoke. "I was trying out my new air gear, and I stumbled onto Kyouka while she was out heroing, she was in trouble and I wasn't going to just abandon her but it turned out alright, we're both fine."