Comfort MHA - Izuku Midoriya [Suicidal y/n]
if you can relate, same. hope this provides comfort <3
~ ♪ ~ [Third person] ~ ♪ ~
It was a starry night in Mustafa, the dorms warm and lively. Class 1-A (with the exceptions of Bakugo, Sato, Shoji and a few others) was all piled up in the common room, laughing and having fun.
Meanwhile, y/n was in bed, resisting the urge to mark their pretty skin with more pretty marks...
'No!' they thought as they shook their head, getting up and pulling on a hoodie and some shoes. They pad out of their room quietly, going to the staircase. They open the door and slip into the cold echoing corridor, running up and breaking out onto the roof. They walk to the front edge, hopping the lip and sitting knees to their chest against the cold stone. After a few minutes of peace, the door opens and quiet steps are heard.
The person walks around for a while, looking for something, until they give up and start walking back towards the door. Y/n huddles closer to themselves and holds their breath until...
*Hic*
'Fuck' Y/n thought, having a wave of the hiccups, just as the person gave up looking for whatever they were looking for.
The steps stop, slowly walking back towards y/n.
They look up, seeing an endearing green mass of hair and curious emerald eyes, laced with concern.
"There you are," Midoriya says gently, stepping the lip and sliding down next to y/n
~ ♪ ~ [First person] ~ ♪ ~
I hiccup again, feeling my cheeks burn
"What do you want?" I snap
"I was looking for you," Izuku repeats, patient and kind as ever
"Obviously. But why?" I cross my arms
"I came to ask if you wanted cookies that Sato made, but, your room was empty," he replies calmly
"And? I don't want dumb cookies,"
His eyes soften "I didn't mean to snoop" he looks down "but I found some... Interesting things in your room y/n"
The way he uses my name so endearingly makes my heart melt, mixed with the fear of him finding out.
"U-um what did you find, Izuku?" I ask nervously
He only removes his hand from his pocket, dropping a small blade on the concrete in between us and a folded piece of paper, the one with a crying cat doodled in the corner. He speaks gently,
"Y/n... I read the note"
My heart drops. That note... It says everything; a suicide note. About how the pressure is too much. How I want to leave some things to people, like my special all might merch divided into bakugo and izuku, makeup to mina and other things. It's quite a long note, with a short paragraph for each student.
And it said how I've loved Midoriya from the time I saw him on TV and only loved him more as I got to know him. Which means... He knows. Everything.
I bury my head in my knees
"Please excuse me while I die"
His eyes turn more concerned and he shoves them both back into his jeans, scooting closer and wrapping his arms around me.
"I'm worried and upset, yet strangely flattered and happy"
I tense under his touch;
"Please, don't izuku"
He hugs me tighter
"Don't what, y/n?"
I curl tighter into myself
"Don't pity me, or think you have to like me back, or feel obliged to do anything or-"
He cuts me off, shaking his head "Y/n, shh. I just want you to stop, or at least try... For me?"
I nod slowly, burying my head in his shoulder "I'll try for you"
He strokes my hair, tangling his hand in it. "And for the record" his voice is softer, with hidden undertones of love "I don't have to pretend to love you back"
I feel my face flush. What's he saying here? Someone as amazing as izuku midoriya can't love someone as worthless as me, surely?
"What? You... You aren't tricking me?"
When he says no, I only hug him tighter.
He cuddles me until I fall asleep.
~ ♪ ~ [Midoriya's POV] ~ ♪ ~
As y/n falls asleep safely tucked in my arms, I kiss their forehead. I pick them up, stepping back over the lip and brushing hair out of their face. I push open the door to the stairwell, seeing a faint flicker in their eyes as I pass Kirishima's room, which everyone has migrated too from the common room, most likely to play on his YBox360.
I pad into my room, closing my door and laying y/n down. They look like something from the heavens.
I knew something was wrong with them, my beautiful love. I tuck them into my bed, and swing them snuggle down so adorably melts my heart more than a box full of kittens.
I kiss their forehead, walking to the corner and getting the dark grey t-shirt I always sleep in and matching sweatpants.
I hear a faint squeak, just as I'm taking off my shirt and a poof.
Turning back, y/n has the pillow over their face, a muffled voice coming from them.
[First person]
"You should really check how asleep your guests are if you're going to change in front of them"
He raises an eyebrow "Fake sleeping huh? If you wanted me to carry you back then-"
"No! No! No! I just woke up!" I shriek, not lying.
He laughs lightly "Okay okay, I believe you"
"Just be quick" I throw a pillow at him, hiding under the covers.
We stay in silence for a while, until I speak again
"I-izuku?"
"yes y/n?"
"Can I stay here for tonight? Then I promise I won't annoy you aga-"
Theres a dip in the mattress as he speaks, pulling down the covers, revealing my face.
"Of course, y/n. You never annoy me either. Please come here any time you need it. I'm always here to listen or cuddle.
I pull him into the bed, snuggling into him. I whisper, thinking he won't hear
"I love you"
But he whispers back
"I love you too"
He kisses my forehead like nothing happened, like we didn't just totally confess to eachother straight up. My face burns.
"izuku?"
"Yes y/n?" He replies, ever patient
"Will you date me?"
It's his turn to flush bright
"Yes y/n" he says, trying and failing to keep his voice steady.
I hug him
~ ♪ ~ [Timeskip to 30 mins later] ~ ♪ ~
I'm curled in his lap, my arms around him. I'm only in one of his t-shirts, it hanging just below my scarred and self abused thighs.
"Y'know what?" I say, watching him put down his phone and give me his full attention "Are you sure all might is the best?"
He pouts playfully "of course! Aside from you"
"No, I don't think so. I think hawks is better" I reply, giggling
He flips us, so he's on top
"nope" he tickles me until I'm laughing so hard I'm crying, but suddenly his laughing stops.
My blood runs cold as I notice the top I'm wearing has ridden up to my stomach, displaying my thighs. I didn't even notice the covers were thrown off... Let alone it riding up.
"Please, don't look"
"Y/n..." He replies softly
"No"
He hugs me tight, rubbing his thumbs over my scars and cuts
"You're still mine"
I blush, silent, so he continues
"I still love you"
I'm curled in on myself, gripping his shirt in my hands and crying softly. He hugs me tightly, whispering to me, referencing my suicide note, saying things like 'of course id miss you if you were gone, we all would' and other such things.
I fall asleep in his arms for the second time in one night...
~ ♪ ~ [Midoriya's POV] ~ ♪ ~
With y/n safe, I can rest easy. They're my everything, though they don't know it.
While they sleep, I check their scars more closely... Burns, cuts, scratches and more. I hug them tighter, hoping they can be happy with me. I kiss their head, pulling them closer
[Third person]
Midoriya fell asleep shortly after that, y/n tangled with him. They slept peacefully for hours, finding peace in each others' presences.