Healing (Hitoshi x Izuku)-Discontinued-

Chapter 8

Hitoshi's POV

The door opens and I'm met with red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. I feel a pang in my chest at the sight. My body moves on it's own as I wrap the green headed boy in my arms in a tight hug.

I hear a gasp against my chest when I realize that it was probably sudden and I probably crossed a boundary. So I quickly release him and take a step back, turning my head to the side to hide the embarrassed redness thats spread across my cheeks. "Uh, sorry Midoriya. I don't know-"

I'm cut off as I feel him timidly close the space between us and cautiously wrap his arms around my torso. Awkwardly, I return the hug and rub circles on his back. We stand there like that in silence before he pulls himself away, avoiding eye contact with me completely.

"Sorry, I've just had a really b-bad day." He looks down, rubbing his arm with his opposite hand, obviously uncomfortable being seen so vulnerable.

"It's fine. You wanna talk about it?" I offer, a little surprised when I see him nod after taking a moment to think about it.

"Alright, let's head out to the balcony though. You could probably use the fresh air." He nods again before we head to my room since mine has the door to the balcony.

   He takes a seat on the ground, legs dangling over the edge as he leans his face against the metal bars of the railing. I take a seat downwind from him, lighting a cigarette in the process and wait patiently for him to speak.

   "You remember that first day we went to the mall?" He proceeded to tell me the events of that first day. About how he ran into his old bully and explained their history. He then told me about how the guy cornered him after class today. I gave him my full attention as I listened to the sadness that stained his voice through it all, especially as he talked about how they used to be best friends.

   I couldn't help the anger that bubbled up into my chest as his story went on. How could anyone treat this precious little broccoli head that way. I'll be damned if that asshole lays a finger on him ever again.

   The end of his tale comes as silence falls over both of us. He was deep in thought as I absorbed what was told.

   "You said it's just the last class, right?" I ask flatly, referring to the class he has with that douchebag. Turning my head in his direction as I put my cigarette out in the ashtray beside me.

   He nods "yeah."

   "And that class goes from 6pm to 7? You have it every day?" I press on.

   He turns to me, brows furrowed. "Except for wednesdays?"

   "I'll walk you to and from that class from now on. I'm lazy and I don't take anything first or last period this semester. So I can wait at the door for you till it's over."

   His eyes widen and he shakes his head, waving his arms frantically in front of himself. "No no no! You don't have to do that! I'll be fine really!" He protests.

   I shake my head, locking eyes with his emerald orbs. "I want to Midoriya. We don't know each other very well, and we don't have to talk about this right now, but you're my soulmate. I'm not going to give him a chance to hurt you." Determination accenting the seriousness of my promise.

   He just stares at me, mouth slightly agape. The expression is honestly kind of cute. It's way better than the face full of hurt he had moments ago.

   "You already have my number, so if there's anything that happens when I'm not around you call me and tell me where you are. I'll be there as fast as I can. I don't care if I have to dip out of a class. You got that?" I continue.

   He nods, dumbfounded almost, before giving me a soft smile. "Thank you Shinso. This really means a lot."

   He stands up and dusts the back of his pants off before offering a hand to help me up. Which I take and stand.

   "You've had one hell of a day, you want me to get dinner ready?" I ask, my usual flat tone making it's appearance again. "I don't know about you, but I'm starving. "

   His features light up as he almost bounces in place in excitement. "Can we have waffles for dinner?!" He looks up at me with a hopeful gleam in his eyes.

   What the hell, talk about a complete 180. Unable to suppress the chuckle that rumbled out of my chest. "Yeah sure, but only this once."

   He raises his fists, punching the air above his head as he trots back inside the apartment. I smile. 'That energy, where does it come from?'

...

   We'd finished dinner a bit ago, but neither of us felt like we were really going to be able to fall asleep just yet. So we decided to watch a couple movies in hopes that sleepiness would find us soon.

   We were in the first quarter of the second movie when Midoriya spoke up, breaking the silence for the first time since dinner.

   "So, you don't mind that I'm your soulmate?" He asks out of nowhere, just loud enough for me to hear over the musical number going on on the screen.

   Looking to him with a cocked eyebrow "Not at all. If I'm being honest, I'm even a bit relieved." I answer.

   "Relieved? Why relieved?" His focus changes from the movie to me, brows creased in curiosity.

   "Well, don't take this the wrong way or anything, but I never really wanted to meet my soulmate." I started. "In fact, I tried to avoid it like the plague."

   Heaving a sigh as I watch for his reaction, which turns into one of understanding instead of the offense I was expecting.

   "But I'm relieved it's someone as sweet and dorky as you" I smirk as a deep blush spreads all the way across to his hears.

   "W-what? I'm not- you mean- I- you-" he continues to stumble over his words as my smirk turns into a full on, genuine smile.

   "Cute" I tease further. He freezes, just staring at me in awe.

   "You should smile more, Shin" my smile drops and I turn my have away as I feel my cheeks begin to heat up.

   I hear him giggle softly before a yawn forces it's way passed his lips.

  A small smile returns to my face as I click the TV off. "It is pretty late. We should head to bed and at least try to sleep."

   He agrees as we both stand up, heading to our own rooms. I open my door as I hear his voice, soft as a whisper.

   "H-hey, um. Do you... do you think maybe...I could stay with you tonight?"

   I raise an eyebrow in his direction, my expression hiding the fact that I was definitely not expecting that at all.

   "I-I mean I don't have to and I don't want to do anything but your hug was really nice and I have a feeling I'm gonna have nightmares and-"

   "I've got plenty of room, go get ready for bed and come on in."

   He grins wide before rushing into his room to change. While I change into my own sweats and tank top.

   He walks in bashfully, dawning a matching set of super hero pajamas. I can't help but find it adorable. I open the comforter beside me, welcoming him to come lay down. He slips in as I turn the lamp on my nightstand off.

   What I wasn't expecting was for him to cuddle into my chest as soon as the light was out, Not that I'm complaining. I drape my arm over his torso and hold him close.

   "Sweet dreams you green bean." I say playfully. I feel him smile into my chest.

   "Sweet dreams, Shin" he giggles out.

   I realize I've been feeling a lot less empty since moving into this dorm. I think on that for a small moment as, for the first time in what feels like forever, I fell into a soothing, deep sleep.