Healing (Hitoshi x Izuku)-Discontinued-

Chapter 9

Izuku's POV

   I woke up to my alarm, reaching for my phone on my nightstand when I felt an arm wrap around my waist and a warmth against my back. Quickly opening my eyes, I turn around and am met with a head of wild lavender hair.

   I feel my face heat up as last night replays in my head. 'I can't believe I actually did that' I mentally scold myself. It's too dangerous to get attached. He'll see that I'm worthless eventually and he'll leave. It's really rare, but soulmates breaking up for good has happened.

   He's been so sweet to me too, I really don't deserve any of this. It wouldn't hurt to try and enjoy it while it lasts though... would it?

   "Morning Mido." His gruff, sleep filled voice rumbles out suddenly as his eyes flutter open. Causing me to tense up and look away from the Face I'd been unintentionally staring at.

   "Gorning mood- mood gorning- morning good-" I stumble over my words, completely flustered. "Oh my god, good morning!" I finally manage to speak properly before heaving a flustered noise, it was something between a sigh and a groan.

   A groggy laugh erupts from the still very sleepy man in bed with me. Causing an involuntary smile to break across my face.

   "Maybe you should head to the infirmary, I think you just had a stroke." He jokes, cackling softly to himself as he pulls me closer. Earning a deep blush from me.

   "I-um. Shin. I really need to get ready for classes today." I say as I pull away, ignoring the disappointment that replaces some of that warmth that the purplette always seemed to give off. I dit up and stretch my arms out, my joints giving a couple crack and pops of protest.

   "I could make a quick breakfast and walk you to your first class if you want." He offers with a yawn.

   "No no, it's fine. Thank you though. You don't sleep often so just try and get a little more rest." I say with a smile, to which he nods. I get up and head to my room to change for class.

...

   The day was pretty uneventful, we started some light class work in most classes today, others decided on a surprise benchmark test to see where we were all at academically. Nothing too terrible.

   I ended up having my lunch break with Raka, she brought her soulmate with her. He was tall and well built, he had deep blue hair and sharp eyes behind a set of glasses. He was a little uptight, but between him and Raka, their personalities seemed to balance each other out quite nicely.

   After making another new friend, lunch break was over and it was time to head to the class. My last class of the day. I shot shinso a quick text asking him to come to the food court. I was completely unprepared to head to my class alone. He replied quickly saying he was on his way.

   He got there and we headed towards the classroom. It was a lot easier talking to him outside the dorm than I thought it would be. There wasn't any awkwardness, and I even felt safe. Completely safe, in fact. I was heading towards the one place I knew Bakugo would be, yet I didn't have a worry in the world now.

   Suddenly a warmth started in my chest and spread throughout my body as little butterflies fluttered around in its place. For a second I thought I might be getting sick, maybe a stomach bug. I didn't dislike the feeling though, it was honestly kind of soothing. Huh.

   We get to the door of my class, he walked me all the way to my seat, making sure to lock eyes with the crimson eyed blonde and stare him down before reminding me that he'd be waiting in the hall for the period to be over. To which I smile and thanked him again before waving him off.

   When class ended, I tried to quickly get my stuff together to get back to Shin when I felt a hand on my head. I freeze in place, fully expecting to be met with an angry blonde when I looked up. Instead I'm met with amethyst eyes that had a glint of soft fondness in them.

   "Yo, you ready to go?" He says, glancing to the side as his face drops.

   I follow his gaze and see Bakugo making his way towards us, his usual unpleasant scowl plastered across his face.

   "Deku-" he starts but is cut off by the purplette.

   "You stay the hell away from him." His voice was low and calm, but there was no mistaking the threat in his tone.

   For once, I'm not a trembling mess. I'm not scared. Maybe a little nervous seeing as I didn't want there to be a fight, but I knew I was safe with Shinso there.

   And all Bakugo did, was walk out of the room with a huff. I was left in absolute shock. There was no cussing, no arguing, no lunging. He just turned away and left. The Katsuki Bakugo just walked away from a fight?

   And that's how the rest of the week went. I'd be walked to my last class by Shin, he'd wait in the hall, and then head in to meet me as soon as the period ended. Bakugo never tried to get close to or talk to me again, but I'd catch him watching me every once in a while.

   Everything was going just fine, until Friday. Me and Shin had made it out of my classroom and were on our way down the hall when someone grabbed my shoulder, peeling me back. It caught both Shinso and I completely off guard.

   "Fucking Deku, I just need to talk to you dammit!" The familiar voice shouted. I tensed up and before anything else could happen, Bakugo was on the ground holding his jaw.

   "I said, stay the fuck away from Midoriya you prick." Shinso's voice was calm and void of emotion, just like his face. Aside from the angry, protective glint in his eyes anyways.

   "If he wants to talk to you, he will. Leave him the hell alone until then, if it ever even happens." He said as he placed his hand on the small of my back to try and lead my dumbstruck self to our dorms.

   But he was yanked back before being thrown to the ground. Bakugo straddled shinso and landed a punch to the side of his face. "You seriously think you can just hit me and then walk the fuck away?"

   The two brawled on the floor for what seemed like forever, eventually Shinso reversed their positions and had Bakugo on the defensive until the scene was broken up by the school police.

   After explaining the situation they were both let off with warnings, but Bakugo was escorted to his dorm while Shinso and I went to ours under the supervision of one of the nearby teachers. We walked in a bit of an awkward silence, neither of us knew how to break it though.

   My mind had been flooded with worry. Seeing the scowl on my sleepy roommates face, the face that was now covered in scrapes and bruises. His busted lip and a black eye that starting to form, this was all my fault. The guilt wracked my whole being as we entered our room.