Izuku watched as you held onto his hand and arm as if your life depended on it. He had helped guide you onto the ice, having been ice skating before. He had to hold in his laughter as your legs slid and your expression twisted into of so frustration and embarrassment as you tried to hold your footing. “You’re doing good!” Izuku assured with a bright smile to you, he was enjoying everything about this; being with you on a fun date and the amusement of watching you almost fall.