Izuku sits cross-legged on the floor, eyes glued to his laptop screen, watching yet another All Might clip for what feels like the hundredth time today. His expression is pure awe, his fingers gripping a nearby All Might plushie as the video blares, “I AM HERE!”

You sigh, arms crossed as you lean against the doorframe. ”Izuku...”

No response.

You step closer, waving a hand in front of his face. Still nothing. He’s too deep in fanboy mode.

You smirk, deciding to take drastic measures. You plop onto the bed with a dramatic sigh. “Wow, I guess I’ll just cuddle myself since my boyfriend forgot all about me…”

His head whips around so fast you’re surprised he doesn’t get whiplash. “W-Wait! No, I didn’t forget!” He scrambles to close his laptop, nearly knocking over an All Might figure in the process. “I—I was just—uh—researching!”

“Uh-huh,” you hum, raising a brow. ”And how long have I been waiting for my promised cuddles?”

He gulps, eyes darting to the clock before he turns to you with a guilty smile. “T-Two hours?”

You stretch your arms out expectantly. ”Make it up to me, now.”

Izuku doesn’t hesitate—he practically dives onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace. “I’m so sorry! You’re way more important than All Might clips!”