Lovesick stories- TodoDeku Week

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Day1/Prompt 1: First Impressions

As Todoroki glanced at Izuku Midoriya for the first time, he wished he looked further. He saw an immense power, that lacked control. Much like his words, they carried thought and emotions, but were muttered too fast to really be heard or understand. He wished he had moved past, just seeing others from their power first, something so much like his father, of course, he detested it. He recalled the aura around Midoriya, the aura so distinct, he'd only felt it beside All Might. And he made this all the reason the boy before him would be a rival to surpass more than a friend. Instead of all the reason to reject his father's wishes for him to surpass everyone and keep friendships at bay.

From the academy's first training session, it intrigued Todoroki, watching videos of the fragile looking boy break in order to gain strength and save. Something a hero would do, so foolish yet earnest all the same. Still, he only looked at the surface, and that proved to be his mistake,

The boy was interesting and peculiar, at first. His worries over All Might and blatant affection for the hero was unnerving. Todoroki too, looked up to the world's #1 hero as a child, but never could outwardly claim to do so. Midoriya seemed a world away from him, and something about seeing someone like that made him ache.

He was intriguing, as he cried out in worry upon seeing the #1 Hero arrive, instead of relief like all the others. "Midoriya…" Todoroki had called out in concern and confusion. This was the first time he remembered looking at him in the eyes, simply showing concern from person to person, even if it wasn't too deep.

The first time, Todoroki really conversed with Midoriya would be at the sports festival. He challenged the young and innocent looking boy, surely he must have lived a life world's apart from him. He revealed parts of his past he hadn't talked about with anyone in years, not even to his sister, and something about Midoriya made the words flow. As though he somehow caught Midoriya's muttering. He declared war, and at this point, he still had yet to really see Midoriya for the first time.

Their match together, that was the most accurate and painfully clear moment, where Todoroki finally saw him. He finally caught a glimpse of everything Izuku Midoriya. His earnest heart from before only shined more so, admitting he was blessed, and of his help from those around him. And yet he always returned the favor.

Those words came out, so blissful and the freckled boy was steadfast as he told him, "It's your power, Todoroki!"

Everything clicked. So this was Midoriya. Beautiful ethereal Izuku Midoriya. And he had no shame in admitting that to himself, he was glowing, brilliantly, the epitome of a hero. Results could be damned, Midoriya won the match and the tournament in his dual colored eyes.

Selfless, and completely unreal. This was the boy he declared war on, and looked past somehow. But now, now it was so much more. Midoriya brought out his fire and knocked the wind out of him in a matter of words.

"You're his childhood friend right? Midoriya has he always been this…." Perfect? Honest? Remarkable? Unbelievable? Todoroki paused seeing the rage fueled face of his next opponent. "Helpful?" Todoroki reasoned with, his mind had been racing far too fast since their match. The rest became more of a blur.

Midoriya, with those and that beautiful glistening green eyes, and pained smile. Perhaps he was an angel? Did regular people really risk everything just to help others they hardly knew? Doing everything to save him, and break through. He was a hero, his hero, one Todoroki aspired to become like. His aura was definitely like All Might. Yet he didn't want to be just like him, but be around him. Like an inevitable and intoxicating magnetic pull, he gravitated towards Midoriya. He wanted to be with him.

When Midoriya first looked at Todoroki his heart lept. It wasn't in quite the same way it remained just now. More of a fanboy, admiring the beautiful and powerful prodigy that possessed powers over fire and ice. But that made the present time all the more special. Just to look back and see how much they've grown and changed since that first time. He was scribbling down notes like crazy and even drawing a rough sketch. The green haired teen flushed looking over it, and glancing over the student's profile. Simply incredibly, and he grinned at the thought of simply being in the presence of such a hero, to think they'd be in class together too.

They had been classmates, and Midoriya did sense a great deal of power, but there was something always keeping them apart. Something incredibly saddening each time he stole glanced across the room at the other, and he couldn't deny it happened more often than he cared to admit. Entrancing, may have been the best word, and really mysterious. Just like a comic book hero, and the red and white hair and dual-toned eyes were simply mezmorizing even if they were looking down majority of the time.

The first time they encountered the villains as a class, it had changed everything. Things were becoming more and more real, even more so than with the sludge monster. This time All Might himself could be in danger, and only Midoriya himself knew. He was near tears and broken inside and out, watching as All Might fought off the villains draining out his strength.

Something inside of him leaped, the most memorable impression of Todoroki was during the villainous encounter. He had felt the seeds of despair growing in his heart, seeing All Might barraged with merciless attacks. And then for a moment they were stopped, encapsulated in a field of ice, the villains stopped.

Hope felt restored, and he glanced at the half fire-half ice gifted schoolmate. Todoroki Shouto. Incredibly powerful and a wondrous hero. He was so happy at that moment, seeing his hero saved, if for a moment, he could have kissed Todoroki. It wasn't for the reasons he did now, but there was a sheer bliss of gratitude. This man had given All Might enough time to recover and fight back. He brought back hope, just as a hero does. Even though, his future boyfriend would claim he only stalled them "for a second", Midoriya could only marvel at the memory. Todoroki seeming only more heroic as time went on.

When nobody seemed to catch on, or be watching, Todoroki was. "Midoriya?" he heard his classmate calling out curiously and worried all the same. Of course no one could know All Might's secret, and he couldn't voice his reason for fear or concern. Not to anyone. Yet, he was glad, and smiled to himself at the other's concern. That was the first time the other called his name. He only wished he could say more, and really look further into the other. Yet, how could he do so when, he had to hide so much himself?

Shivers sparked all along his spine, when Todoroki declared war on him. It was nothing compared to the ones he felt now. Still his very soul was aroused at the challenge. And he couldn't fight the aches upon hearing of Todoroki's story. He had been so blessed by others, and Todoroki's story was tragic. He'd never forget how Todoroki held the hand over his scar, as though it was something he needed to be ashamed of. Midoriya dreamt of being a hero, and his heart sought to save again.

He would give it his all, and make All Might proud, but he couldn't leave Todoroki in such a state. He seemed so sad, and no matter his own personal costs, he wanted to...needed to save him.

Todoroki had been and still remains a complex beauty, one Midoriya revels in exploring more and more of each day. He'd continue to work towards saving the other, whether with words, or touches or kisses on each and every inch of skin, his boyfriend couldn't deem as beautiful.

They seemed worlds apart at first, but found their hearts had more in common than their pasts.

Midoriya truly saw Todoroki on that day.

Weeks after the tournament. Midoriya had been sweaty and disheveled on his morning run, only to come across Todoroki stretching his own body. The dual-toned male glowed under the morning sunrise, and Midoriya was entranced, flustered from ear to ear. He started muttering on and on.

"I was only going out for my morning run you know, I've followed this routine since I was a kid, and read one of All Might's work out plans. Not that I know everything about All Might, and I mean he is the #1 hero, so why wouldn't I, of course I do? I mean anyway the point was I was out on my own accord, totally not following you or watching you. Not that you're not worth watching, you're incredible and I-"

"Midoriya," Todoroki sighed.

"I totally said that out loud. Wow. I mean to say it's not as though I wasn't aware I was talking but just to this extent I-"

"Midoriya," Todoroki tried again, taking a step closer to the younger boy.

"I didn't know exactly where I was going, but it didn't make it any less true-"

"Izuku," Todoroki breathed out, carding a hand through the red and white falling over his eyes. Midoriya stopped, his heart rate escalating and he swore he was going to faint. His knees did give way, but a hand stopped at his lower back, supporting him and bringing him closer to the older boy.

He couldn't say a word, not with the way Todoroki looked at him then. His lips were beaming and eyes glistening brightly. He smiled, truly. Another hand slid under his chin, and guided their faces closer together. Todoroki sealed the gap, and Midoriya reddened seeing the other's eyes closed.

The smaller boy couldn't deny he'd thought about this, and couldn't help but to fall in with Todoroki, letting his own green eyes close. Their lips met, and the world around them ceased to move. Midoriya only leaned closer, not bothering to open his eyes long after their chaste kiss came to a close.

To his surprise, Todoroki was considerably pink, coughing into the hand once under his chin, as he explained, "I never properly thanked you," he explained breath still catching on Midoriya's lips. The younger boy wrapped his own arms around the older male in a hug. Completely dedicated to becoming his hero, and protecting that rare smile.

It was hard to believe their first impressions, of each other, had been anything but captivating.

!EL FIN!