#izumomo

“Was being unfairly good looking a requirement to get into UA?”

Art for chapter 10 of Is it Bright Where You Are? to be posted soon.

Izuku sighed as dramatically as he could. His wife, Momo, barely twitched.

“I’m bored,” he said out loud.

“I can tell,” Momo replied as she worked on her paperwork.

“Momo,” Izuku pouted as best he could.

“You know for a former villain turned househusband, you whine a lot,” she remarked. Mostly teasing, but also a little annoyed. Izuku tried not to wince. Oops.

“I’m sorry,” he said. He tried not to sound worried but with how Momo quickly looked up he didn’t think he succeeded.

“Izuku I’m not angry,” she said. Her voice was incredibly gentle as she got up to go and sit with him. He leaned into her, welcoming her warmth.

Momo had been the first person to not think he deserved all the hate he’d received from the moment he was declared Quirkless. Even his mother had thought he didn’t deserve the same things other kids did. But Momo thought he did.

She’d been the one to help him escape from the trap he’d found himself in after Toga Himiko had lured him to the League of Villains. He’d thought Himiko cared about him and perhaps she did in her own way, but she’d been as cruel as anyone else if a different flavour. Her kindness was sharp and she loved blood.

Especially when it came from her boyfriend.

Momo had managed to paint Izuku as an unwilling pawn of the League and forced to work for them. It wasn’t untrue given he had been somewhat an unwilling member. He’d just had more chances than people knew to ‘free himself’. The only good part of being Quirkless was that people had bought the idea he was unable to fight back.

Izuku had settled into being a househusband. He loved cooking for his wife, loved cleaning the house. But he was bored. He didn’t hate his life but… he was kind of used to doing more than what he was doing.

“Do you want a job?” Momo asked him.

“No. Yes? I don’t know. I don’t want to deal with people,” Izuku said, thinking of how a majority of Momo’s old classmates treated him as just a hanger on. Or how Kirishima outright said it was good Momo took pity on him (and how he didn’t understand why Izuku didn’t like Bakugou. Not until Izuku laid out exactly how he used to be treated by the blond. Even then Kirishima was still refusing to listen).

Or how people still saw his shoes first.

“Maybe… maybe you could do YouTube? I know some people find it adds enjoyment,” Momo suggested.

“And what do I do there?” Izuku asked.

“Maybe you teach people things? I mean how to get blood out of clothes.” Momo suggested. Izuku frowned.

Would that be something to stop making him bored?

Background:

The afternoon sun shone down on the U.A. pool, reflecting golden glints in the crystal-clear water. The academy was calm, and only two figures broke the stillness of the place: Izuku and Momo.

After a tiring day of training, they had both decided to stay a little longer to relax. At first, Izuku was a bit clumsy in the water, but Momo, with her usual patience, tried to help him improve his floatation.

“Just relax, Midoriya-san,” she said with a smile as she gently held his arms to steady him.

Izuku nodded, though the light touch of Momo's hands made it hard to ignore. However, her laughter soon infected him, dispelling any nervousness.

What started as a simple swimming practice turned into an impromptu game. Splashes, underwater race attempts, and endurance challenges followed one another, until they both ended up laughing non-stop.

At one point, Izuku tried to dive in to scare her from below, but Momo, anticipating this, caught him just as he emerged, wrapping him in an impromptu hug.

“I got you!” she exclaimed amused, not letting go.

Izuku felt his heart race, but instead of pulling away, he let himself be carried away by laughter.

“That was cheating!” he protested between giggles.

“Strategy,” she corrected with a proud smile.

The sunset enveloped them in a warm light, and without realizing it, the laughter gave way to a comfortable silence as they floated in the water, simply enjoying the moment, without worries, without interruptions… just the two of them, sharing a special connection in the tranquility of the pool. The afternoon sun shone on the U.A. pool, reflecting golden sparkles in the crystal-clear water. The academy was calm, and only two figures broke the stillness of the place: Izuku and Momo.

After a tiring day of training, they had both decided to stay a little longer to relax. At first, Izuku was a bit clumsy in the water, but Momo, with her usual patience, tried to help him improve his floating.

“Just relax, Midoriya-san,” she said with a smile as she gently held his arms to stabilize him.

Izuku nodded, although the light contact with Momo's hands made it hard to ignore. However, her laughter soon infected him, dispelling any nervousness.

What started as a simple swimming practice turned into an improvised game. Splashes, underwater race attempts, and endurance challenges followed one another, until they both ended up laughing non-stop.

At one point, Izuku tried to dive in to scare her from below, but Momo, anticipating this, caught him just as he emerged, wrapping him in an improvised hug.

“I caught you!” she exclaimed amused, without letting go.

Izuku felt his heart race, but instead of pulling away, he let himself be carried away by laughter.

“That was cheating!” he protested between giggles.

“Strategy,” she corrected with a proud smile.

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