”Depollute me, pretty baby”

”you look perfect, You look different. I don’t wonder about your indifference. If i said you could never touch me, you’d come over and say i looked lovely. Oh, you kissed me just to kiss me. Not to make me cry.”

If there were any words or lyrics to a song that could explain your relationship with izuku… it would be that. It wasn’t a secret that izuku liked you. Everyone knew whenever izuku looked your direction or your name was mentioned, causing his eyes to light up immediately. You were his n.1 priority. Your wellbeing and feelings meant everything to him. If you needed him at any moment, he would be right there. No matter where your relationship with him laid, he would be there for you.

His love for you was genuine. Never in a million years would he ever intend to make you uncomfortable or upset you. So he was careful with how he touched or interacted with you. A little too careful… initiating anything romantic was not going to happen unless you straight up told him that you wanted it. Otherwise he was just too nervous that he could possibly make you uncomfortable despite the obvious tension and feelings between the two of you.

There the two of you sat, legs under the kotatsu and arms rested on the table above it whilst studying. It was hard for izuku to focus. For some reason it was harder today than the other past days where he wasn’t able to focus as well because of you. He needed to get his head straight and Actually study like you were currently doing.

His lips parted ever so slightly and his eyes widened with a bright sparkle at the sight of you leaned over the table, completely focused on writing down notes and taking in information from the book you two were meant to be sharing… looking so comfortable. He was absolutely enamored with you.