BNHA AU Little Bedtime Stories

When He Sees Me (Tododeku, Izuocha, Bakudeku)

Sorry for the delay!!! Holidays are coming up... Warning for the video, it's Tododeku. The narrative will be more neutral. *Sprinkles izuocha, tododeku and bakudeku anyway* TW: Panic attacks, maybe... idk, just read with caution

They were in an empty classroom. It was lunch break, it was supposed to be free time. But Izuku didn't feel free at the moment. He felt trapped under the gaze of Asui and Iida. How did he end up like this?

"Midoriya, you're worrying us," Asui said bluntly.

"Yes!" Iida did his chopping movement. "You've been dodging Ashido's question and you've been quieter than usual."

"What's wrong?"

Ah. They're talking about the conversation Ashido started in the dorms. When she joyfully asked everyone who their crush were. Most people had answered that it was none of her business, but Izuku saw that those people started to get closer to some classmates. Izuku didn't have a big crush on anyone. He just felt uncomfortable talking about love. His dad left his mom and she hadn't been able to find true love again. It scarred him more than she would've wanted, but it was the truth. He sighed deeply.

"I stick with real things, usually facts and figures," he started explaining in the most logical way he could. By saying he couldn't understand feelings. Technically, that was a lie, he could read a room very well and understand what people wanted with body language and expression. He just needed a safe route. He sheepishly tussled his hair. "When information's in its place I minimize the guessing game. Guess what?" He stared at them.

"What?" they replied eagerly.

"I don't like guessing games or when I feel things before I know the feelings. How am I supposed to operate if I'm just tossed around by fate?" He knew he sounded frustrated. He just couldn't explain what was really going on with him other than his mother's situation. But then he realized something. His eyes widened.

"Like on an unexpected date?" He clasped his hands on his cheeks to cool himself from his panic. He walked around the classroom, almost muttering his concerns. "The stranger who might talk too fast or ask me questions about myself before I've decided that they can ask me questions about myself. They might sit too close," he looked desperately at his friends. They could only stare, processing his excessive rambling.

"Or call the waiter by his first name or eat Oreos but eat the cookie before the cream?" He paused. Why would people do that? You clearly eat the cream before anything. It was probably his brain filling some blanks for his half-lie. He glanced at his friends, who were stunned. By what, he couldn't guess. He sighed, hiding his red face in his hands.

"But what scares me the most," he felt his heart squeezed and his stomach clenched. His voice became barely a murmur. He felt his friends coming in closer. "What scares me the most is what if when they see me, what if they don't like it?" He looked at them.

He remembered his dream date, the one his brain kept projecting after seeing and hearing his mom's cries for love. They were at a café, meeting for the first time. He was pretty sure it went well but his anxiety painted a different picture. His date only glanced at him before leaving the door. He gulped.

"What if they run the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then?" He stared at his friends. Asui seemed out of words while Iida paused to think. He remembered the laughs at his middle school, the glare of his teachers, the murmurs in the café. He shuddered at the memory.

"What if when they know me, they're only disappointed?" He felt his breath getting faster. He pulled his hair out of his scalp. "What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?" he knew his voice quivered.