Exhaustion was something that greeted Izuku everyday. Everyday just seemed to wear him down little by little. He didn’t want to show it because he’s handled worse! He could pull through! Of course, you noticed it though.

You noticed how reluctantly he got out of bed every morning, you noticed how he yawned more and more frequently whilst getting ready. You noticed how he practically dragged himself out the door and towards U.A in order to be a teacher. Then, after school, he would patrol for hours and you noticed how exhausted he looked every time he came home.

He was so selfless. Never knowing how to say no, never knowing when to take a break because ‘people need him’. Which is true, but people needed him at his best, not when he could barely keep his eyes open.

Today, for once, he finally got a day off. Usually he would spend his day off working on grades and getting things ready for the next day, but you placed your foot down and kept him in bed, not wanting him to leave just yet.

You were holding him so close and letting him rest his head on your soft chest, letting him relax his tired body on yours as he wrapped his arms around you. You crooned such sweet words in his ears and told him how proud of him you are, how he should take a break too every once in a while. Your fingers ran through his green curls and gently untangled every tangle in it, softly massaging the area after.

Izuku never had this happen to him before. People usually pushed him and told him that he needed to stay alert, not this. People never babied him, nor did they hold him so lovingly. They didn’t whisper disgustingly sweet words into his ear and they didn’t paint his face with kisses. This was all so new to him.

And so welcome.