#ouve

Deus não me Ouve, O Que eu Fiz de Errado?

Por Que Deus não me Ouve?

Ouve, filho MEU, e sê sábio; guia retamente NO CAMINHO o teu coração.

@heartsechoed | forehead kiss

Sometimes he gives her some rest. They don’t need to train every day for her to get better - what he needs from her is for her to focus when they do train. That doesn’t stop him from waking her up at four in the morning every other day so she can join him in his solo training. Well, no longer solo, he figures. She’s become a sort of (hopefully) permanent fixture in his sessions and he’s sorta, kinda, maybe grown used to having her there. 

He shoves those thoughts to the side when she halts in what she’s doing, this all too familiar look overtaking her normally soft features. “You’re OVERTHINKING again. Stop that.” He lightly flicks the space between her eyebrows where her frown had become prominent. “Do it, you know I’m here if anything happens.” He tells himself that his words towards her are not yelling because it’s still early in the morning and these sessions are meant to be kept under wraps and he’d be risking having Half-and-Half or Stupid Deku joining in - the reality of the matter is that she hasn’t earned those yells and he doubts she ever could. 

When she finally nods and stops worrying about whatever it is that goes on in that mind of hers, she begins making the many objects he’s set up around the field FLOAT. He can tell that it’s taking great concentration to do it, and the goal each day is to keep everything up in the air a few seconds longer than the previous time. After having trouble their last session, he gets why she wasn’t looking forward to this. “That’s it. Keep going.” His eyes flicker from the many footballs, rocks and books that are currently up in the air and Uraraka’s face, noticing how she seems so focused. He doesn’t inform her when she’s managed to go past her record time, wanting to see how long she can go on - seven seconds past that line, it’s clear that the session is done; her hand extends in attempts to grab something for support, and that something ends up being Bakugou’s arm, which is sadly what alarms him that neither of them is safe from the many falling items.