"Maybe this? Or that. This one goes better with jeans... O-or wait, I have better. You'll like it!" the greenette hero bustles around his apartment, all glee and excitement as you both try to find the perfect outfit for his date.

You feel disgusting. You should be happy for him that he finally found love with Uraraka, a literal angel. But you can't. No matter how, you can't just stop loving him. No matter how much you want, you can't stop this unhealthy, almost toxic mind of yours from these pathetic thoughts

You're the one who knows him best. You're the one he trusts the most. You're the one who's with him no matter what, through thick and thin. Whether Izuku is a working hero or not doesn't matter to you. You love Izuku no matter what. Uraraka doesn't. She's the one who hasn't talked to him in eight years and, just when Izuku got that stupid suit that you and Katsuki worked so hard on, she suddenly remembered him and her crush. She wasn't the one who supported him when he was going through a breakdown after losing OFA and Shigaraki's death. She doesn't even know what subjects he teaches. She isn't the one who knows him the best. She doesn't love him like you do

You feel awful. Uraraka is such a sweet person. Always trying to make you smile, always saying something good about you while interviewed, how amazing a hero you are. And here you are thinking like this...

Maybe you just don't deserve to be loved? Maybe you're just a bad person who doesn't deserve someone so sweet like Izuku to kiss you, to hold you in a warm hug while whispering sweet nothings into your ear, to make you feel like the most important person to him?

'That's so unfair...'

"Which tie? Plain red or blue plaid?" Izuku asks as he stands in front of you as you sit on the couch. Jeans unbuttoned, shirt too, hair dishevelled but still looking like the prettiest painting in the museum.