Hi! Can I get a fluffy scenario with Deku where after a long day of training he just wants to cuddle with you
→ izuku midoriya x gn!reader
→ warnings: tooth rotting fluff or sumn kjhdfjajfh a lil angsty in the beginning ig?
→ a/n: takes place after the school festival arc, slight anime spoilers. i hope this meets your expectations ajhdsdj
One for All was a tricky quirk to master, especially for the young boy who had been handed down the quirk from the former number one hero, All Might. Some days, it felt like he was fit to become All Might’s successor, the future number 1 hero. Another smiling face citizens could count on to keep them safe. On other days, it felt like he would never be able to master it, to make it his own.
Today was one of those days. Training was brutal, he could still only use One for All at 8%, and trying to increase the percentage only drained and hurt him. All Might was quick to give pointers but it wasn’t the same, he had been able to use OFA at full power from the start; he was able to make it his own quirk. Despite that, Izuku could not give up. He was All Might’s successor, and he would become the number one hero.
But right now, he needed rest...and cuddles from his significant other. Y/N L/N. Y/N was in the hero course along with Izuku, both in class 1A and sharing a similar passion for pro-heroes and wanting to become top heroes. He’d have to admit, Y/N was more practical, choosing to stay away from the number 1 spot especially when he, Bakugo, and Todoroki were fighting for it. But their quirk paired with their wits was an impressive combination, they were easily one of the most interesting out of the entire class. A smile made place on his face as he turned off the water and started drying himself off. He quickly went about shimmying into his cleaner clothes, being careful not to get them wet from the floor tiles.
Izuku sighed as he exited the baths on the first floor, his hair still wet, forming green ringlets as water dripped down them. His towel hung around his neck, catching most of the excess water though some stray droplets seeped onto the collar of his shirt. A quick glance to the left showed that a bunch of his classmates were crowding around the couch giggling and talking about various topics. He smiled sheepishly to himself as he made his way to the elevators.
The elevator brought him up to the third floor, where your dorm room was. In a few quick strides, he made his way to the front of your door. A quick knock and a muffled “it’s open!” from you allowed him inside. He loved your dorm room, the decor was nothing like his. His own room was filled to the brim with posters and figurines of his all time hero, All Might. Yours was less cluttered with stuff, more clean. On the stand near your window was a vase filled with (favorite flowers), the ones he had given you a few days ago, it filled his heart with joy even though the petals had started wilting.
You sat on your desk, hunched over what he assumed was the homework for the weekend. He sat on your bed watching you work, watching the way your eyebrows would furrow as you bit your bottom lip. Your H/C hair framed your face so well, his eyes trailed down the slope of your nose and fell on your lips which were now biting the eraser of your pencil. Even in his All Might shirt and shorts, you managed to look goddess-like. The most beautiful person on the Earth in his opinion.
“Sorry ‘Zuku, I’m almost done I promise.” You muttered, your voice making his heart flutter. He was so in love with you, it was evident in the way he looked at you and interacted with you. Everyone around you knew, you lit up his life and inspired him so much.
“It’s okay, puppy. Take your time.” He came to stand behind you, his hands on your shoulders rubbing soft little circles between your shoulder blades with his thumbs. In his hands, you were like putty, melting into his touch. A soft sigh fell past your lips as he leaned down to press a chaste kiss to your temple. You hummed in pleasure, dropping your pencil and craning your neck to look up at him.
“How was training, baby?”
“‘Zuku, I’m very proud of you and your progress so far.”
He buried his face into the crook of your neck, causing a soft smile to grace your lips. You brought your hand up to pat his head, not minding the fact that your shirt--that you stole from him--was getting wet.
“Do you want to cuddle, baby?”
“Yes, please.” He murmured into your neck, pulling away so you could get up. He went to flop onto the bed, but you beat him to it. Extending your arms, you signalled him to crawl into your arms and lay on top of you. He did so, his head laying on your chest as he clung onto your body like a body pillow. You didn’t mind the moisture of his wet hair seeping into the front of the shirt nor the tickle of the tips of his hair brushing against your nose.
Laying there with him was nothing short of pure content. He could hear your rapid heartbeat hammer away in your chest as you rubbed circles onto his back. Smiles painted both of your faces. Being with Izuku made you happy, he was so sweet and such an amazing boyfriend and moments like these really brightened your days. Seeing him grow and mature and strengthen both physically and mentally was incredibly inspiring and you were so happy to be included in his journey to become the future number one hero and symbol of peace. His ambitions inspired you and your drive inspired him.
As you lay there with him on top of you, your eyelids began growing heavy, a yawn slipped past your lips. Deciding it was okay to take a short nap, you kissed the top of the green haired boy’s head.
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