After seeing that one specific trend on your phone that’s been circling your feed daily, you had no other option but to take it upon yourself and resort to doing that silly trend yourself; with the help of your boyfriend, of course. You mean, have you seen the mans biceps?

Not after a minute of talking it through with Izuku he immediately agreed, and you wouldn’t have expected anything less from him, his need to show you he can do anything you ask of him is just.. persistent. In every damn way, and you certainly weren’t complaining.

“Y’know what to do, right? I don’t want you to drop me or something—“ You asked, the hesitance in your mind seeping through to your tone as Izuku stretched his arms over his head, camera set up and pointing to the two of you already. Sure you didn’t actually believe he was going to drop you, or fail to pick you up for that instance, but now when you were really waiting to be picked up like a rag-doll and sat on someones shoulder definitely brought up some nerves.

“Hey! I’m not ‘gonna drop you, I promise.” Izuku reassured you sweetly while you were over here reassuring yourself in your mind, but Izuku was determined he could show you that he could pick you up like you weighed nothing; wanting to show his strength. He didn’t train most days for nothin’.

After more damn reassurance and some light convincing, you were just now calming your nerves as he scooped you up by the waist and instantly placed you on his shoulder like you were as light as a feather. To which you yelped at the unexpectedness, and instantly felt heat rise to your cheeks as you looked down at him; why was this man so damn strong? “See— See? Told you I wouldn’t drop you!” Izuku exclaimed, a tentative hand placed on your waist and another on your knee to keep you steady.