BNHA Littlespace Stories

💞Uratoga🗡 part 2 & 🖤DabiDeku💚 part 3

Unexpected playdates. Requested ❤

It was getting harder and harder for Uraraka to see her little. Security at UA was getting more advanced.

That's why she planned a weekend getaway for her little one, who was becoming anxious about not seeing her in a long time. Dabi had offered his secret apartment to her and left the key with Himiko for safe keeping. If it could be considered safe keeping with her 'capable' hands.

She had gone ahead and requested time away with her family for the long weekend, making sure to forge one of her parents signatures and the school accepted it without a second thought, telling her she was free to go.

So much for tight security, it's a good thing she played the poor family card and therefore didn't require a family member present when signing out.

She was out the gates within minutes and was bustling to the bus stop.

What she expected to see was an empty bus bench to sit on. Instead, she received the view of a familiar curly green haired boy sitting with his knees to his chest. She could hear soft sniffles as she neared closer.

That was a problem. Of all people that could possibly find out she was a traitor, it had to be the one closest to All Might, as well as a close friend of hers.

She shot Himiko a warning text that she might not be able to make it and trailed closer to Izuku. "Deku? Are you okay?"

Izuku shot his head up in a flash, his blotchy red face look painful as tears slipped their way down his freckled cheeks. "Huh?"

"What are you doing here? What's wrong?"

"Oh.. um..." Izuku let his legs drop as his feet thumped to the ground. His one hand fisted the hem of his shirt as his other itched up to his mouth. "I'm just uh going to visit my mom this weekend!"

"Without any overnight bags?" Uraraka looked him over. He was shaking like a leaf in only a white t shirt and khaki shorts. Nothing else was in sight from where she was standing.

"No, I don't need to bring anything, I uh... um..." Izuku sniffed, his hand going to harshly rub the tears off his face.

"Hey, don't do that." Uraraka softly advised.

Izuku peeked an eye open between his fingers. "Why?"

"Because it'll dry your skin out. And we don't want that"

"Why?" He asked again, his speech reminding her of her curious little.

Uraraka explained with the most simple term she could manage, "Because it will hurt."

"Oh..." Izuku let his hand fall, fresh tears starting up, as he whined, "I don' wan' it to hurt!"

Izuku turned into a puddly mess with the touch of a hat. He damn near howled into the evening air. Wretched sobs taking him by force. Clearly, he was bothered by something else, and this was just icing on the cake.

Uraraka's caregiver instincts kicked into overdrive. She couldn't help it as she moved to cuddle up close with the weeping boy. The bench creaking with both their weight on it. "It'll be okay, Deku! Shhh... You're okay, baby, it won't hurt, I promise!"

Her hand flited to his hair as she scrunched bundles of it into her hand and gently massaged his scalp. Letting the boy cling to her side, tears threatening to soak through her thick, oversized hoodie.

Speaking of, she quickly shred the hoodie and threw it over Izuku's shivering shoulders. "You must be cold out here. It's awfully chilly, isn't it?"

Izuku sniffed and nodded in her embrace.