This chapter is in a readers point of view, you will be referred to with y/n; which means 'your name'
this chapter is more for me, sorry if it doesn't fit the other readers x
Trigger Warning; reader experiencing emotional numbness/melancholic depression
Izuku held you in his arms, rubbing your back as he hugged your waist loosely. You leant your head against his chest, listening to his weirdly steady heartbeat.
There wasn't a word spoken between you throughout the whole time you had slipped, only the soft, occasional hush from Izuku, the greenette trying his best to be here for you.
You wanted to cry, you wanted to scream, you wanted to throw the biggest tantrum you would've ever imagined. But you didn't have the energy, nor the production. And that was okay. Even if the thought of being empty, is terrifying, you could still feel Midoriya's arms around you, holding you close. It reminded you that.. everything is okay, you're trying your best, and your still here. He was, and is, so proud of you for being here, even if there were a few bumps in the road; big or small. You managed to stay here.
You didn't notice at first, but Izuku's hand inched you to your face, gently helping your face from hiding in his chest. He smiled, brushing a few stray hairs out of the way, he wanted to see how beautiful you are, and even if you couldn't feel it, you knew. You knew that Izuku loved you with all his heart. And that would never change.
he is proud of you.
YOU ARE READING
-.*BNHA Age Regression Oneshots*.- (discontinued)
Fanfictionplease read! -- I don't take requests anymore :3 i'm not in the bnha fandom anymore, and starting to regress less, so it's made me not very interested in writing these kinds of things atm sorry if this is dissapointing, i'm sad about leaving too :(...
