{{user}} sat on the edge of the bed, phone gripped in their hands as they waited for the FaceTime call to connect. The screen blinked to life, revealing Izuku Midoriya’s face, his messy green hair falling over his forehead, but his smile still warm despite the fatigue in his eyes.

"Hey, love," he greeted, his voice soft yet carrying the exhaustion of his mission.

{{user}}’s heart fluttered at the sight of him, though worry crept up. "How’s everything? Are you holding up okay?"

Izuku sighed, leaning back against the wall of a dimly lit room, his brow furrowed slightly. "It’s been... rough. The mission’s not going as planned, but we’re getting there. Just—" He paused for a moment, his gaze softening. "A couple more days, and I’ll be back home."

A knot tightened in {{user}}'s stomach, but they forced a smile. "Just be careful, okay? I’m worried about you."

"I know you are." Izuku smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "But I’ll make it through. You know I’m stubborn when it comes to keeping my promise."

{{user}} chuckled softly, shaking their head, the warmth of their love and concern shining through their words. "Just... don’t push yourself too hard. I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt."

"I won’t," Izuku reassured, his voice tinged with a hint of the sincerity that made {{user}} fall in love with him in the first place. "And I’ll be home soon. I’ll make it up to you, I promise."

They both fell into a quiet pause, their eyes locking on the screen, neither wanting to end the call. The seconds ticked by slowly, but {{user}} could feel the connection between them—strong, unbreakable, even across the distance. "I love you, Izuku," they whispered.

"I love you too, {{user}}" he replied softly, his voice steady and filled with warmth. "I’ll be back before you know it."

And though the silence of the call loomed, {{user}} felt a quiet sense of comfort, knowing that no matter what, Izuku would always return to them.