Heather

I still remember
Third of December
Me in your sweater
You said it looked better
On me, than it did you

Only if you knew
How much I liked you

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"Don't you just love the snow Kacchan!" Deku beamed as he spun around like the perfect nerdy idiot he was. Snow fell gently and blanketed the ground. The powdery white substance landed in Izuku's hair, making him look even more enchanting than he already was.

"Tch. It's not my things, nerd. I can't use my quirk properly." I scoffed.

I was doing my best to bury the swelling emotions in my chest which threatened to rip free and consume me, making me do something idiotic. The more time I spent with the nerd. The longer I watched him twirl around in the snow, looking like an angel, the more I wanted to take him into my arms and smothering him in my love and affection.

But I knew I couldn't do that. We may have made up after the horrible way I treated him, but there was no way that he loved me. We were in our third and final year of UA and he had shown no signs of liking me romantically. It seemed that he only desired a platonic friendship and I was ok with that. As long as I had him by my side in some sense, I was ok.

"I forgot about that!" Izuku squealed, his red cheeks puffing out as he kicked up snow running towards me.

"We need to keep you extra warm so that if anything happens you're ready to go!" Izuku yelled enthusiastically.

I watched in bewilderment as Izuku ripped off his jacket and revealed an olive green sweater beneath it. It was the ugliest piece of clothing I had ever seen with it's knitted patterns and very scratchy material. It was a wonder he had managed to wear it for any decent amount of time.

I could really do nothing as he pulled the offensive piece of clothing off of his body and placed it in my arms before quickly putting his coat back on and staring directly into my eyes.

We stood like that, simply staring at each other, for quite some time. I was enraptured by the enchanting emerald of his eyes. They were the window into the world of wonder and excitement which was Izuku's mind and soul.

I snapped out of the spell which Izuku's eyes had cast over me and looked down at the garment in my arms.

"What the fuck is this, nerd?" I barked, waving the disgusting piece of fabric in front of Izuku's face.

Izuku continued to stare at me with wide eyes before he looked at the sweater in my hands and looked back at me like I was dumb.

"It's a sweater, Kacchan. Since you're quirk required for you to build up a sweat, I thought that maybe you should wear that in case anything happens." Izuku stated matter of factly.

I scoffed at the notion. We were in a park, I doubt we would face any villains. However, I knew first hand that things could go to shit within seconds, it didn't matter where you were. Even if wearing Izuku's sweater would improve my ability to use my quirk, it was ugly as fuck and I would never wear it.

"This sweater is ugly as fuck, Deku. Why the fuck would I put this offence to fashion on!" I growled in my crush's face.

Deku got this sad-ass look which broke my heart. After making him sad so many times before, I hated putting a frown on his face. It was with a heavy heart and even heavier sigh that I reluctantly shrugged off my own jacket and pulled the sweater over my head.

I was correct in thinking the sweater was made of a horrendous material which scratched at my skin and made me want to throw it to the floor, but the puppy dog eyes which Deku was flashing at me stopped me from doing that.