It wasn't very much of a secret that both you and Izuku were severely touch starved. Izuku more obviously, perhaps, but you both were.

Besides, you were really only close enough to each other to go to about these things. You understood each other, at least on this.

As such, you found yourself standing outside of his dorm one night, hesitant to knock. It was late, and you didn't want to bother him, but you were having an episode of sorts that you knew only physical affection would calm.