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Precious Chapters in Sentiment [Izuku Midoriya] SERIES

Warning: Violence; everyone copes differently. 

Word Count: 2,037

The sun was shining through your curtains making the rays light up the room, by a little, by little.

You hid underneath your fluffy big blanket glaring at the window. With the sun shining outside, it felt like it was mocking your misery. The black circles around your eyes made you look like a raccoon. You cover your head once again and see the trash can filled with used tissues and empty tissue boxes.

Last night, You couldn’t stop crying all night but you didn’t make noise so you wouldn’t have your mom more worried than she already was, because of the noise of you flipping your room upside down out of frustration and the overwhelming shame holds within your heart.

Your mother has too much on her plate to worry about and you wouldn’t want to add more onto it. You are gonna get through this by yourself. You shattered the mirror in your room out of anger of just looking at your reflection. 

You had slammed your bedroom door closed and throwing your backpack onto the ground with a loud grunt. You turn around to make eye contact with your reflection seeing your eyes are puffy red, with a trail of tears down your cheek down to the chin. Your lip split open, because of the fangirls fight. 

You could feel the heavyweights on your chest. It was almost suffering. You knew what it was. 

Guilt.

You were incredibly stupid believing you would never fall in love with Midoriya. 

You deserve it. 

‘Who are you are?!’ You angrily thought to yourself as you glaring down at your reflection, as your eyes wander to the taped photobooth stripe of you and Midoriya smiling out of happiness. 

You lost him, because of you being a coward of not telling him. 

Lifting your fist, strive forward feeling the pain on your knuckles with the mirror splits through the glass. You remove your hand before the glass shatters into pieces as they fall upon the ground. You wave your hand to relieve the pain on your knuckles, as you can feel the bruise happening underneath your skin. You are starting to regret punching the mirror, it was out of impulse. 

You just feel ashamed of yourself. This isn’t you for keeping secrets with the people you trust. 

Now, you look down on your bandaged up hand that you put ice on it once everyone fell asleep.

You are the biggest idiot to even accept that rich kid who is well known for playing dirty. You should have known better than to make deal with that dude. You recall the switch of events that you didn’t expect at the time. 

The brown-haired boy leaning against the wall of the classroom with a stupid smirk on his lips looking down at you with pride. 

“You didn’t think I would have some leverage over your head, once you started earning feelings for that boy. Huh.” He snickers seeing your face expression harden. 

“You can imagine how precious the information about the famous All might has a daughter for the underground who want to hurt your old man.” 

Your eyes widened as your blood runs cold, while his grin grew with malicious intent.

“OH! How exciting! So keep up the act, peasant.” He claps his hands together, before walking past you to only abruptly stop and turn his head to your ear. “Or else, you will be hurting the ones you love. This should be considered a threat.”

You grab his arm and glared at his eyes, shoved the envelope into his U.A jacket chest pocket. “Keep the damn check, then. I rather pay the hospital bill with my own damn money and stay with debt.” You spit the words from your lips and walking away with your hands curling into a fist. 

You remember that day so clearly when you wanted to back out, but that bastard threatens you to keep your mouth shut or risk it all in other words. 

You still couldn’t figure out how did he manage to figure it out. The only people who know is your mother, and Midoriya family, which you highly doubt it was the case.

Perhaps it was when you were hanging with Class A too much, but it can’t be it. You mostly spent your time there to give other advice on how to improve your costumes and fixing minor errors on Midoriya’s new equipment that he was testing out. 

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. 

“Do you want some food or something? Mom is asking from downstairs.” Your little sister popping her head in your room, before her eyes widen at the horror of your so-called room. 

The destruction of your room is horrifying to your sister due to the flipped table, chair, and papers mixed with blueprints laying on the ground. 

You pop your head out a little to reveal your raccoon eyes. “No, thanks. Now get out!” 

Your sister closes the door behind her with a slam, as a scream happens behind your closed door. “MOM! [NAME] IS GOING NUTS!” 

You just rolled your eyes at your sister being dramatic and returning to your haven for the moment so you can cry and think about your horrible actions that lead you to be here. You are thankful that its the weekend, so you don’t have to step in the U.A Academy property until, the incoming week. 

You just know you are gonna receive hell at school, which you deserve. 

You just dig a hole and bury yourself inside of it. 

The guilt and sadness are eating you alive. 

 You already felt guilty of lying to Midoriya of the reason why you asked him in the first place earlier the week. 

You could have told him the truth, but no. You continued to lie.

Midoriya was laying on top of you as you were in your pajamas with his head laying on your chest and his arm was wrapped around you. You were running your fingers through his hair. Your nails scratching his scalp almost leading him to fall asleep. 

It felt like a protective blanket whenever he wraps his arm around you. It is an unknown feeling. 

A movie was behind played in the background from your laptop. It was completely being ignored. 

A few actions figures of the famous number one Hero, All Might be knocked over on the ground. The two of you find yourselves locking lips. Midoriya was hovering you using one hand to keep his weight off you as best of possible while cupping your cheek. You had your arm around his neck to keep him from moving away. You were slightly pulling on his hair as your lips moved in sync with his.  

However, your make-out session with your boyfriend was cut short due to surprise visits from his classmates. It was Ojirou came over knocking on his door to borrow his notes for something. 

The moment when his door was being knocked softly, the memory would stay in your brain of the look of horror reaction. Similar to a child getting caught with their hand in the cookie jar. 

He immediately fell out of the bed with more messy hair than usual with a stutter. “H-hold on an s-sec-ond.” 

He had forgotten that he was coming over to his door to get the notes from class. He wipes off the extra saliva from his lips. 

You stood up from the bed and hide behind the door when it opens. You weren’t supposed to be in his dorm and especially on the boy’s side. However, you have sneaked in so many times that it doesn’t worry you much. Midoriya would cover you if you accidentally make a noise when you are exiting the dorm building.

He hastily grabbed the notebook from his desk waiting for Oijirou to arrive and opens the door. Oijirou grabbing on his notebook and noticing how flustered Midoriya was. He couldn’t help but ask out of concern.  

“Are you alright? Midoriya.” 

You had to cover your mouth at how jumpy Midoriya is. He stutters over his words and tried to act not so suspicious which is failing miserably. It was just too hilarious to watch and hear how he was behaving. You don’t exactly know how the rest of the conversation went since you were too busy trying to stop yourself from laughing at the terrible acting of Midoriya put on. He was a terrible liar. 

He closes the door and puts his back on the door leaning his head back, sighing in relief. 

“You suck at acting.” You whispered to him and grabbing his hand, soon earning a small whine from him.

You pulled him over to the bed and pecking his cheek as an apology, before getting in position to cuddle. Your fingers running through his bushy green hair, as Midoriya had his eyes closed and listening to your heartbeat. 

“[Nickname.]” You hum as response and trying to curl his hair around your finger. 

“Why did you ask me out? When you could have asked anyone else, why me?” He asks softly, as he rolls over to the side and looks at you with his innocent dark green eyes. 

You gulped nervously and turn on your side to make eye contact. 

‘Should I tell him?’

You open your mouth as the words just flow out. “Izu. One, you are super passionate about being a hero and do not give up when obstacles come up. Two, You wouldn’t love your dorky self when it comes to heroes.” Your lips curl up into a smile, lifting your hand to boop his nose. Midoriya faces expression fill with pure surprise. 

“Who wouldn’t fall for your charm of just being yourself, regardless of how they treat you, freckles.” You traced over his freckles in a pentagon shape, it was enough to make him glowing bright red. 

He flips over to cover his face into the pillow, making you laugh at him being all shy and embarrassed. He was fuming smoke from his ear. You just hug him from behind to try to make up your teasing. 

‘You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him the truth. Especially the way he was looking at you was filled with trust.’ 

You have to give him space for him to think about it. He deserves it. You had hurt him deeply and had seen how much it is affecting him. 

But you have to pick yourself together and clean up the mess in your room before the week starts knowing it will be hell. 

You gotta move forward for your good, and family even if you burden with the weight of guilt. 

You could distract yourself by creating new blueprints of inventions for the incoming event where all of the support students show off their skills similar to the sports festival. Its the day where all kinds of heroes including firefighters to the police department are gonna be scouting out future employees for their companies.

You couldn’t use something that would you would need…. him. You had to do those ideas in the backburn of your head at the moment. 

It would probably be hard to get someone to agree to be a model of your invention since it’s so late in the year along with rumors spreading around you. The chances are very low.   

You would be known as terrible things which include the most you would be an excuse for being a gold digger. 

But you have to make do. 

You can’t continue to self-pitying yourself for the sake of your family not to worry about you. 

You have to worry about what your potential future holds in your employment after graduating. Everything relies on your project for the Invention Event to hold your future. It has been something better of everything you had created so far to stand out from your classmates. 

Slowly enough, Midoriya fades to the back of your mind. As you start drafting out ideas what could be your project.  

_______________________________

I would love to hear any predictions or theories, you guys have!

Feedback is appreciated!

Please be kind within the comments.
I hope you are enjoying the story.
Sorry for any spelling or grammar errors.

if anyone wishes to be tagged, either send me an ask or comment below this post! Taglist will be in the comments.

sparkexplosive:

Precious Chapters in Sentiment [Izuku Midoriya] SERIES

Warning: Violence; everyone copes differently. 

Word Count: 2,037

The sun was shining through your curtains making the rays light up the room, by a little, by little.

You hid underneath your fluffy big blanket glaring at the window. With the sun shining outside, it felt like it was mocking your misery. The black circles around your eyes made you look like a raccoon. You cover your head once again and see the trash can filled with used tissues and empty tissue boxes.

Last night, You couldn’t stop crying all night but you didn’t make noise so you wouldn’t have your mom more worried than she already was, because of the noise of you flipping your room upside down out of frustration and the overwhelming shame holds within your heart.

Your mother has too much on her plate to worry about and you wouldn’t want to add more onto it. You are gonna get through this by yourself. You shattered the mirror in your room out of anger of just looking at your reflection. 

You had slammed your bedroom door closed and throwing your backpack onto the ground with a loud grunt. You turn around to make eye contact with your reflection seeing your eyes are puffy red, with a trail of tears down your cheek down to the chin. Your lip split open, because of the fangirls fight. 

You could feel the heavyweights on your chest. It was almost suffering. You knew what it was. 

Guilt.

You were incredibly stupid believing you would never fall in love with Midoriya. 

You deserve it. 

‘Who are you are?!’ You angrily thought to yourself as you glaring down at your reflection, as your eyes wander to the taped photobooth stripe of you and Midoriya smiling out of happiness. 

You lost him, because of you being a coward of not telling him. 

Lifting your fist, strive forward feeling the pain on your knuckles with the mirror splits through the glass. You remove your hand before the glass shatters into pieces as they fall upon the ground. You wave your hand to relieve the pain on your knuckles, as you can feel the bruise happening underneath your skin. You are starting to regret punching the mirror, it was out of impulse. 

You just feel ashamed of yourself. This isn’t you for keeping secrets with the people you trust. 

Now, you look down on your bandaged up hand that you put ice on it once everyone fell asleep.

You are the biggest idiot to even accept that rich kid who is well known for playing dirty. You should have known better than to make deal with that dude. You recall the switch of events that you didn’t expect at the time. 

The brown-haired boy leaning against the wall of the classroom with a stupid smirk on his lips looking down at you with pride. 

“You didn’t think I would have some leverage over your head, once you started earning feelings for that boy. Huh.” He snickers seeing your face expression harden. 

“You can imagine how precious the information about the famous All might has a daughter for the underground who want to hurt your old man.” 

Your eyes widened as your blood runs cold, while his grin grew with malicious intent.

“OH! How exciting! So keep up the act, peasant.” He claps his hands together, before walking past you to only abruptly stop and turn his head to your ear. “Or else, you will be hurting the ones you love. This should be considered a threat.”

You grab his arm and glared at his eyes, shoved the envelope into his U.A jacket chest pocket. “Keep the damn check, then. I rather pay the hospital bill with my own damn money and stay with debt.” You spit the words from your lips and walking away with your hands curling into a fist. 

You remember that day so clearly when you wanted to back out, but that bastard threatens you to keep your mouth shut or risk it all in other words. 

You still couldn’t figure out how did he manage to figure it out. The only people who know is your mother, and Midoriya family, which you highly doubt it was the case.

Perhaps it was when you were hanging with Class A too much, but it can’t be it. You mostly spent your time there to give other advice on how to improve your costumes and fixing minor errors on Midoriya’s new equipment that he was testing out. 

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. 

“Do you want some food or something? Mom is asking from downstairs.” Your little sister popping her head in your room, before her eyes widen at the horror of your so-called room. 

The destruction of your room is horrifying to your sister due to the flipped table, chair, and papers mixed with blueprints laying on the ground. 

You pop your head out a little to reveal your raccoon eyes. “No, thanks. Now get out!” 

Your sister closes the door behind her with a slam, as a scream happens behind your closed door. “MOM! [NAME] IS GOING NUTS!” 

You just rolled your eyes at your sister being dramatic and returning to your haven for the moment so you can cry and think about your horrible actions that lead you to be here. You are thankful that its the weekend, so you don’t have to step in the U.A Academy property until, the incoming week. 

You just know you are gonna receive hell at school, which you deserve. 

You just dig a hole and bury yourself inside of it. 

The guilt and sadness are eating you alive. 

 You already felt guilty of lying to Midoriya of the reason why you asked him in the first place earlier the week. 

You could have told him the truth, but no. You continued to lie.

Midoriya was laying on top of you as you were in your pajamas with his head laying on your chest and his arm was wrapped around you. You were running your fingers through his hair. Your nails scratching his scalp almost leading him to fall asleep. 

It felt like a protective blanket whenever he wraps his arm around you. It is an unknown feeling. 

A movie was behind played in the background from your laptop. It was completely being ignored. 

A few actions figures of the famous number one Hero, All Might be knocked over on the ground. The two of you find yourselves locking lips. Midoriya was hovering you using one hand to keep his weight off you as best of possible while cupping your cheek. You had your arm around his neck to keep him from moving away. You were slightly pulling on his hair as your lips moved in sync with his.  

However, your make-out session with your boyfriend was cut short due to surprise visits from his classmates. It was Ojirou came over knocking on his door to borrow his notes for something. 

The moment when his door was being knocked softly, the memory would stay in your brain of the look of horror reaction. Similar to a child getting caught with their hand in the cookie jar. 

He immediately fell out of the bed with more messy hair than usual with a stutter. “H-hold on an s-sec-ond.” 

He had forgotten that he was coming over to his door to get the notes from class. He wipes off the extra saliva from his lips. 

You stood up from the bed and hide behind the door when it opens. You weren’t supposed to be in his dorm and especially on the boy’s side. However, you have sneaked in so many times that it doesn’t worry you much. Midoriya would cover you if you accidentally make a noise when you are exiting the dorm building.

He hastily grabbed the notebook from his desk waiting for Oijirou to arrive and opens the door. Oijirou grabbing on his notebook and noticing how flustered Midoriya was. He couldn’t help but ask out of concern.  

“Are you alright? Midoriya.” 

You had to cover your mouth at how jumpy Midoriya is. He stutters over his words and tried to act not so suspicious which is failing miserably. It was just too hilarious to watch and hear how he was behaving. You don’t exactly know how the rest of the conversation went since you were too busy trying to stop yourself from laughing at the terrible acting of Midoriya put on. He was a terrible liar. 

He closes the door and puts his back on the door leaning his head back, sighing in relief. 

“You suck at acting.” You whispered to him and grabbing his hand, soon earning a small whine from him.

You pulled him over to the bed and pecking his cheek as an apology, before getting in position to cuddle. Your fingers running through his bushy green hair, as Midoriya had his eyes closed and listening to your heartbeat. 

“[Nickname.]” You hum as response and trying to curl his hair around your finger. 

“Why did you ask me out? When you could have asked anyone else, why me?” He asks softly, as he rolls over to the side and looks at you with his innocent dark green eyes. 

You gulped nervously and turn on your side to make eye contact. 

‘Should I tell him?’

You open your mouth as the words just flow out. “Izu. One, you are super passionate about being a hero and do not give up when obstacles come up. Two, You wouldn’t love your dorky self when it comes to heroes.” Your lips curl up into a smile, lifting your hand to boop his nose. Midoriya faces expression fill with pure surprise. 

“Who wouldn’t fall for your charm of just being yourself, regardless of how they treat you, freckles.” You traced over his freckles in a pentagon shape, it was enough to make him glowing bright red. 

He flips over to cover his face into the pillow, making you laugh at him being all shy and embarrassed. He was fuming smoke from his ear. You just hug him from behind to try to make up your teasing. 

‘You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him the truth. Especially the way he was looking at you was filled with trust.’ 

You have to give him space for him to think about it. He deserves it. You had hurt him deeply and had seen how much it is affecting him. 

But you have to pick yourself together and clean up the mess in your room before the week starts knowing it will be hell. 

You gotta move forward for your good, and family even if you burden with the weight of guilt. 

You could distract yourself by creating new blueprints of inventions for the incoming event where all of the support students show off their skills similar to the sports festival. Its the day where all kinds of heroes including firefighters to the police department are gonna be scouting out future employees for their companies.

You couldn’t use something that would you would need…. him. You had to do those ideas in the backburn of your head at the moment. 

It would probably be hard to get someone to agree to be a model of your invention since it’s so late in the year along with rumors spreading around you. The chances are very low.   

You would be known as terrible things which include the most you would be an excuse for being a gold digger. 

But you have to make do. 

You can’t continue to self-pitying yourself for the sake of your family not to worry about you. 

You have to worry about what your potential future holds in your employment after graduating. Everything relies on your project for the Invention Event to hold your future. It has been something better of everything you had created so far to stand out from your classmates. 

Slowly enough, Midoriya fades to the back of your mind. As you start drafting out ideas what could be your project.  

_______________________________

I would love to hear any predictions or theories, you guys have!

Feedback is appreciated!

Please be kind within the comments.
I hope you are enjoying the story.
Sorry for any spelling or grammar errors.

if anyone wishes to be tagged, either send me an ask or comment below this post! Taglist will be in the comments.

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