The snapped half of popsicle would not go unnoticed by Izuku. The simple act of you handing him the chilled treat left him a blubbering mess.

The most his lips could do was quirk into a bashful grin, and accept your offer to the best of his abilities.

Of course, the gesture was met with gratitude as the uncomfortable warmth of the sun hailed down on the both of you in overbearing rays

The popsicle was supposed to cool him down, but his face was only heated further by stolen glances.