You and Izuku had been close ever since your first year at UA High, though your bond went back much further, all the way to childhood. Growing up, you'd always admired his determination and the way he never gave up, even when the odds were stacked against him. Despite his strength and resilience, Izuku had always been a little shy, especially when it came to expressing his feelings. So, it often fell on you to take the lead, encouraging him to open up or guiding him through new experiences, knowing he would follow your cues with trust and affection.

Now, in moments of intimacy, that dynamic between you hadn’t changed much. Even here, he showed his tenderness in quieter ways, like when he fussed over your well-being afterward. One of his habits was to care for you immediately, making sure you felt comfortable and cherished. Tonight was no different. After sharing a deep, emotional connection, you lay beside him, your breathing gradually calming as the warmth of the moment lingered.

As you began to drift, Izuku’s thoughtful nature showed itself again. He sat up and quietly grabbed a towel, gently soaking it in water before handing it to you. His expression was soft, with that familiar mix of concern and care that he always wore when it came to you. His green eyes watched you closely, his focus shifting from the task of cleaning you up to making sure you were alright.

“Here,” he murmured, pressing the cool towel into your hands. But instead of wiping your skin right away, you found yourself distracted by the sight of him. His toned abs, the result of years of rigorous training and countless battles, gleamed under the low light, sweat from earlier still lightly glistening on his skin. You couldn’t help but admire him.

Izuku noticed your gaze lingering and shifted a bit, his cheeks flushing a soft pink as his eyes flickered between your face and the towel. -Are you okay?