Izuku woke up bleary eyed, groggily pulling himself out of bed. He remembered that Nejire had told him to bring a blanket and wear comfortable clothes. He checked the time. 6:35 AM. He needed to show up at the 3-A dorms at around 9.
Figuring he'd bother with the blanket and things later, he started to make his way downstairs.
His fingers absent-mindedly grazed the bandages on his neck, a grim reminder of yesterday. Yet despite that, he focused on the positive, refusing to let the... unfortunate nature of the outing deter him. He still had a date with his crush. 'Wait, is she still my crush? Or my girlfriend at this point? Ahhhhhhh I'll deal with that later.' Izuku panicked, slightly, as he prepared his breakfast.
At some point other members of his class came down, many giving symapthetic remarks whilst motioning to his bandages, but he just waved it off as a risk of being a hero student, and would probably face tougher situations as they got older.
Regardless, that didn't stop Bakugo from lecturing him (with a lot of swearing, much to Yaoyorozu's dismay), but with his friends around him and light conversation, time passed quickly and soon there was half an hour to go.
He excused himself, heading to his room and tying his favourite blanket up. It wasn't much, a light blue blanket with small white lightning decals. Okay, it was decidedly not fashionable and he swears the colour is a complete coincidence but he liked it cause it was warm and fluffy (when his mother got it for him she said she chose it because it was "warm, fluffy and not afraid to be itself just like him." Izuku only stood the last part of that).
Having that ready, he changed into a plain shirt (that read 't-shirt'), comfortable pants and a simple green hoodie.
Grabbing his blanket bundle he made his way downstairs, nodding to Todoroki on his way when Iida spoke up. "Izuku! Where are you going?" The navy haired boy asked.
"Oh, uhh, to 3-A's dorms." Izuku responded, slowing his pace to stop before the navy haired boy.
"What for? And why in such casual clothing? It is not appropriate for students of 1-A to approach our upperclassmen in such a way!"
"..." Izuku thought for a moment, a little groggy still as he answered, "Iida, they're some of my closest friends. There's literally 3 kids after Aizawa-sensei expelled the rest. They'd probably just be offended if I showed up in whatever you want me to. So like, chill.""Oh, dude, you're going to 3-A's dorms? Why?" Kaminari came up from behind, a phone in hand with Mineta tailing behind as well.
"Uhhh..." Izuku really didn't want to out his relationship yet, nor did he want to tell... those two of all people, "J-j-just to hangout with my f-f-friends."
"So why do you have a blanket?" Mineta piped up, his eyes gaining a... peculiar glint that Izuku was unable to place, "Are you going to-"He was cut off by Todoroki freezing the boy and Bakugo rising and shooting a small explosion, the former saying something about protecting Izuku's innocence and the latter mumbling something about Izuku still being a terrible liar.
Izuku blinked, thanking the two and bidding farewell to them all as Iida stood aside and Yaoyorozu winked at him (much to his confusion).
Mirio was very amused, if a little confused. When Nejire came back from the hospital the yesterday, she came into the main room and told Mirio and Tamaki to go on a date all day today.
At the moment, Mirio was making breakfast after changing into casual clothing and began waiting for Tamaki to come out when, at exactly 8:50, Nejire came flying downstairs at incredible speeds, still wearing her pajamas.
She flew right by him, a rushed "Good morning!" yelled his way as she literally blew by him, the wind causing his hair to blow up slightly as she began prepping something in the kitchen. He couldn't tell what though, her hands were little more than a blur.
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Green Lightning God: Midori Raiko
FanfictionIzuku has a quirk. Green Lightning. I do not own the characters, or My (Boku No) Hero Academia. Word count: 168,351 IF THIS IS NOT ON WATTPAD, THIS IS NOT THE ORIGINAL SOURCE.