#xiindomitable

Well, here he was. This was the route he'd met Fuyumi on several times before. Whenever she'd left the school for the day, he'd be there to meet her. Had he, maybe, perhaps, unconsciously walked down this very path? Hoping to catch a glimpse of her? Yes.

He loved her. Hell, he adored her. Never would he ever forgive himself for letting his "stupid mistake” of allowing his fear of what she’d think of his past and his resentment towards her father cause him to separate from her. A guy like him didn't get a girl like her everyday. And he lost her. Sweet, genuine, dedicated. Loving enough to see past his scars and accept his interests. Accept him as a whole, even.

He'd... hurt her by leaving. He knew that. Still, he was here. Waiting until school let out for the day. To catch sight of the snowy hair flecked with scarlet. Honestly, it'd been Taishiro's idea. To try and get her back, and show her he was willing to make up for what he'd done. But mostly, to apologize for hurting her. She didn't even have to take him back. Just... he needed to apologize.

REASONS TO CARRY SOMEONE. |still accepting|

It was Shoto’s fault, he had been pushing himself a bit too much lately because of his own struggles that they had been dealing with. Struggles that rested on his shoulders like a heavy burden while most of them were tied to his family. It was his fault that he failed to notice as well, but his attention had been trying to improve as those familiar words had a habit of echoing in his head. Words that belonged to Endeavor. 

Shoto tended to be a laid-back and quiet person, but it was because of his friends that he was slowly becoming a bit more outgoing. Even though there were situations that often confused him, he was still awkward when it came to social interactions. His childhood was to blame for that. He didn’t have the best one growing up or one that was seen as normal because of the ideals that belonged to his father. 

Bakugo and Midoriya were the first two who he grew close to as the rest of their classmates followed, they were like a big chaotic family. One that Shoto was glad to be apart of knowing that he had plenty of people to rely on. People who had his trust. They were a tight knit group after all even though they could be reckless sometimes. They had a habit of finding trouble mainly when Shoto, Bakugo, and Midoriya got involved depending on the situation. Aizawa probably often got tired of dealing with their shenanigans quite often. 

A combination of a simple fever and exhaustion caused his downfall this time while dealing with a training exercise. He probably should have said something sooner, but he didn’t want to cause his class or his teachers any concern. A simple fever that caused his world to spin while he was using ice to get to a higher advantage point. That was going to be his mistake. It was during that moment when the world just faded away from him. 

Bakugo was the one who caught him before he would have collided with the ground. Bakugo who would have noticed the obvious fever that wafted off of his skin. 

A few shakes of his shoulder. A hand resting against the side of his face. His head cushioned against someone’s chest before his mismatched eyes finally flickered open at the sound of his name being called.

“Bakugo...” 

Taishiro's making his way over to the birthday boy with a big ol' grin. "Hey, hey, superstar!" He's got a couple cupcakes decorated like game controllers ( definitely the work of his dad ), some new artist gloves and a nice big corgi plush for Tenko to enjoy. "It's your big day, so…I went an' cleared the day for ya! The break room's all yours if ya wanna spend the day there or you can go home an' game to your heart's content! Y'hear me? Happy birthday, Ten!"

Tenko's Birthday ✦ @xiindomitable ✦ Accepting

His birthday. Well, he'd be lying if he didn't still harbor conflicting feelings about it. There was this anxious feeling that almost always crept up on him the closer the day got, regardless of how celebratory everyone else seemed. The messages from Touya, Keigo, his parents. From the several interns at the Agency, even Chisaki wishing him a good day in his own (albeit) clipped and awkward way. Still, Tenko knew the man meant well.

Regardless... thoughts wandered into his head and rooted themselves in. How would his biological family celebrate him with how he was now? With all he'd done (good and bad)? What would-

And jumpscared. Head turned, his body quickly following suit to see... just Taishiro. Oh. Right. His birthday. Too lost in thought, like always. Man, he needed to stop doing that. Gaze immediately zeroed in on the corgi plush, heart admittedly tightening at the sight of it. Well, he just got something new to hold onto when he couldn't sleep instead of that old All Might plushie. The sentiment and reasoning was not lost to him, a smile eventually forming as he returned his gaze to Taishiro. "Thanks. Dunno if I'd call it a 'big day' though. Just... don't make a big deal, okay?"

Wait, what?! Scarlet eyes widened before he hastily said, "You can't be serious. With all that's going on out there? Heroes are needed more than ever, especially rescue heroes! Sure, there's Chisaki with his Quirk, but he's not a rescue hero-" Oh, he's rambling. Head hung, he sighed, one hand running through his ash-gray hair. One day off won't cause the world to fall into peril. Chill.

Sleep was already an issue, but now? After all the chaos and mess that occurred? After facing the physical embodiment of everything he despised about himself, knowing All For One was behind it? His brain just wouldn't shut off, no matter how desperately he wished it would just crash.

Eyes were previously intently focused on the screen, so when he'd looked back to see Keigo now atop the arm of the couch, there was nothing stopping a laugh from escaping. A somewhat rough-edged, raspy sound. Yet Keigo seemed to like hearing it whenever he let one slip... for some reason.