↳ ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ ᴍɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ. — #MHARP || #BNHARP || #MVRP ⇥ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ / ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ-ᴅɪᴠ��ʀɢᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ. ⇥ ᴀᴜ/sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs. —

it’s just a casual dinner with his best friend. nothing to worry about. …right?

boots to give himself a little height. trying to style his hair was usually a hassle, so izuku just let it air dry. spritzing on some cologne in the mirror, izuku looked himself over, making sure he looked presentable. “you got this, midoriya.” a little pep talk never hurt.

on their own, so izuku wanted to make sure the night went smoothly. once he made it home, he fed his cat, hung his clothes up and darted into the shower. after he was done, he struggled to pick an outfit, but landed on a pullover hoodie with a jacket on top, dark jeans and —

the second the subway pulled into the station and the doors opened, izuku bolted out of the train car, scrambling down the steps and headed for the street. true to his nature, he was already weighing his options in his head. it had been a while since the two had hung out —

MHA - 勝デ Hero Katsuki and Izuku sensei spotted

もふもふ💥🥦︎ #かみた2

📲: ‘sounds good! getting on the train now! see ya soon! 😊’

he was happy for them, ecstatic even, but there was a small part of him that felt left out. he tried not to think too much on it, but it stayed in the back of his mind. once on the platform, izuku typed a quick text back and tucked his phone in his pocket, boarding the train.

izuku paid for his fare and headed up the train platform. while riding up the escalator, various ads flashed on the billboards along the walls. all his friends appeared in different campaigns. a sense of pride bloomed in his chest, seeing how much they’ve done as pro-heroes.

izuku pulled out his phone with lightning speed, nose buried in it as he reads katsuki’s text. he was so engrossed in it that he almost walked into someone, just barely side-stepping in time. “s-sorry!” he called out, apologizing profusely before continuing on.

caught in 4k #bkdk #bakudeku

—— ( @EXPLOSIVEG0D )

—— ( @bombedvictory )

pushing the thought to the back of his mind for now, he pulled his phone out and typed a quick text, deciding to try and look forward to his night ahead. 📲: ‘hey, kacchan! hope patrol’s going well. i’m heading home now and i just gotta change and i’ll be ready!’

he started going back over his earlier conversation with katsuki and what he wasn’t willing to admit out loud. a sigh escaped him, frowning slightly. complaining made him sound ungrateful, and izuku hated that. especially after everything he got to experience.

the bell rang, signaling the end of what was a very long day. after the students cleared out, izuku cleaned up what little mess they had left behind, as well as his own and then locked up for the night. beginning his walk towards the train station, izuku’s mind began to wander.

difference and helping set them up for success. izuku truly couldn’t wait to see what type of heroes they’d shape up to be, what accomplishments they’d achieve. his only wish was that he went farther than he did. to surpass every goal they set for themselves.

the day continued as normal. teaching the next generation of heroes, seeing the same excitement in them that he did when he was there age. it was almost like looking into little mirrors reflecting back at him every single day. it made him proud, knowing that he was making a —

izuku couldn’t help but grin back, face beaming at the other as he launched himself off into the distance. izuku ran to the window, bracing it, and watched as explosions began to pop up in the sky. “please be careful.” he said softly to himself; a silent prayer.

is out buying valentine’s day candy and knick knacks for his students. considers buying some for *him, but decides against it. probably spending valentine’s day alone.