featuring: izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki
content: food mention, insecurity mentions :ā)
izuku who freezes when your fingers wind idly around the curling locks of his hair, not even paying attention to the way it makes his breath catch in his throat, hoping you don't feel him nudge back into it quietly.
izuku who sits with you when you're alone at lunch because he knows all too well what that's like.
izuku who slips you some of his older, less valuable all-might merch to try and cheer you up, leaving them in strange hiding places like poking out of your desk drawer or propped in the soles of your shoes.
izuku who writes your birthday in bold and circles it three times so he can start planning around it months in advance, because his schedule, as busy as it is, will never be too full for you.
izuku who puts his head in his hands when you call him your pretty boy and wind your arms around his waist.
izuku who has to look away so you won't see the tears welling in his eyes when you trace the scars that worm beneath the skin of his hands and wrists, raised and so ugly to him but so beautiful to you as you plant them with tender kisses, light as blossom petals carried on a summer breeze.
izuku who walks you through class material until you understand it with the softest, most patient smile on his face.
izuku who can't argue with you without crying because all he wants is to make you as happy as he can.
izuku who will happily sit and listen for hours when you talk about your interest, maybe even taking notes, and keeps spacing out because that excited glint in your eye is so familiar to him.
izuku who loves your stretch marks or cellulite or acne scars, who kisses them with something like reverence - every inch of your skin something almost holy to him.
katsuki who pretends not to care about your birthday but leaves something at your door, knocks, and bolts once everyone's gone to sleep, and when he sees you wearing it the next day he'll allow himself a tiny, smug smile.
katsuki who "accidentally" makes extra food that he slides across the counter for you to tea.
katsuki who realises he has feelings for you when you lean in to pluck a stray thread off his blazer and he freezes and shoves you off him so hard you topple over.
katsuki who doesn't push you off when you cling to him.
katsuki who hates holding your hand because his are so rough and callused and not used to touch without intent.
katsuki who flinches from kisses because he's uncomfortably, angrily aware of his inexperience.
katsuki who invites himself round when you're sad to tell you you're playing smash together.
katsuki who tries to cheer you up but furiously denies that's what he's doing if asked.
katsuki who tugs you over to him when you're doing paired work in class without even asking and smiles when you stick with him when you're not looking.
katsuki who gets used to touch eventually and now must have an arm over you at all times.
katsuki who loves the plush flesh of your body and runs his hands over the plump of it, the skin so comforting to him.
katsuki who lets you pin his hair back and put facemasks on him.
katsuki who calls you at 2am when the nightmares block his throat and he's shaking, and katsuki who falls asleep with his phone on his chest whilst your sleepy voice drifts quietly out of the speakers.
shoto who texts you good morning and good night every day like clockwork. shoto who likes to take you on expensive, decadent dates even if you protest because the look of awe on your face makes him feel something warm and sweet and indescribable.
shoto who commits your favourite foods to memory and cooks them of his own volition if you tell him you're feeling down.
shoto who's stiff to touch at first.
shoto who has to learn that touch can be gentle, can be tender, can come without catch or condition.
shoto who shudders when your hands card through his hair and asks you quietly if you'd keep doing that, please.
shoto who calls you 'love' in the morning, his voice muffled and soft and sleepy. shoto who doesn't understand why he's blinking back tears when you run your thumb so gently over the angry edge of his scar.
shoto who joins you if you want to paint your nails or apply a charcoal scrub mask and asks a dozen questions about everything.
shoto who unabashedly enjoys romantic comedies and doesn't understand why it's something to be embarrassed about when mineta tries to poke fun at him for it.
shoto who coldly defends anything you're passionate about from anybody, even if he himself doesn't fully understand it.
shoto who enjoys being held, so safe and warm in your arms with your chin on his head.
shoto who tries to tell you to stop biting your nails or lips but buys you an endless supply of chapstick anyway.
shoto who doesn't let you meet his parents.
shoto who pulls you to bed if you're staying up to late, kissing your brow and tucking you in firmly so you can get your rest.
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