ShinDeku Drabbles

Ch 10: Hoodie Thief

Hi hello! Just a little bit of fluff that I felt inspired to write recently! I'm happy with the how long this is, because hey, more for you guys to read, am I right?

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Izuku stole Shinsou hoodie, but it only becomes a problem when he procrastinates on giving it back.

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Izuku had accidentally stolen Shinsou's hoodie.

To be fair, they'd both kept each other's company late enough that by the time Shinsou's eyes had closed under the textbook over his face, neither of them were in much of a state to remember whose stuff belonged to who. Just that Izuku knew he couldn't leave Shinsou to sleep on the common room couch, because nobody deserved an aching back and a crick in their neck, and that Izuku couldn't really carry Shinsou back to his room without waking the boy up. Oh sure, he was tempted, with how much the girls liked to joke that he probably bench-pressed trucks in his free time (not... trucks. But he did have experience dragging cars along sandy beaches, occasionally with his mentor seated on top), but he was afraid of dropping Shinsou when he inevitably got flustered.

Instead, Izuku had reached forward and gently shaken the boy awake, enough to get Shinsou onto his feet and bustle him up to his room. He'd carried both of their things up the stairs, since Shinsou pretty much sleep-walked the whole way up anyways. He'd set Shinsou's books down on his desk and left, but in all that Izuku had forgotten to leave the hoodie he had draped over his arm back with its owner until he was already shutting the door to his own room.

So here Izuku was, silently contemplating the deep purple hoodie that he'd seen Shinsou wear quite often around the dorms. Izuku pinches the fabric between two fingers to enjoy how truly soft it is, and wonders what wearing it would be like.

He wonders if it's still warm on the inside, from when Shinsou had carelessly taken it off about hour or two ago and left it beside him on the couch, leaving it there for Izuku to filch eventually, even if it was by accident. Izuku holds the hoodie out before him to admire the grey cat printed on the front, with its paw held up and a 'nya' speech bubble beside its mouth.

It looks so soft.

Izuku glances hesitantly back at his doorway, like Shinsou might burst in at any moment to demand his hoodie back. He can't return this right now, can he? Not without waking Shinsou up, which would be criminal since Shinsou barely gets enough sleep as it is. And, well, it looks so warm, and inviting...

Izuku has the tiniest- the tiniest crush on Shinsou and- well- this is just one of the smaller ways to indulge himself, right? Like- everyone dreams of wearing their crush's hoodies and Izuku is a simple, simple man and- Shinsou isn't even here to catch him. He won't even find out.

Just for five minutes, Izuku tells himself firmly, he'll wear it for just a moment until he's happy, and then he'll take it off. And then, tomorrow, he'll give it back to Shinsou. Yes. Shinsou doesn't even have to know, and Izuku doesn't think he'd even mind, and- Yeah. No one's going to burst in his room screaming bloody murder because he committed the crime of wearing his crush's hoodie.

It'll be fine.

Izuku very carefully pulls the hoodie over his head, careful because he knows that his physique is different from Shinsou's and he doesn't want anything to rip. But he needn't have worried, because if he remembers correctly, the hoodie's always been slightly loose on Shinsou too. And not only that, Izuku may have more muscles in his arms, but not by that much really, because hero training has been really really good on Shinsou too.