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"Izuku? Are you alive in there?"

Eyes heavy with sleep and medication, Izuku raised his head from the heavenly pillows beneath him. His All Might blanket was stretched tight across the bed, pinning him down. Not like he could move, anyway.

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"'zuku? Should I leave?"

His eyes fluttered. Just get rid of him. Go back to sleep.

He's come to see me, though. Don't wanna be rude.

Sleep.

No. Friend.

"c'min."

Who?

"Damn, 'zuku. You look…damn."

Him.

"Hi, Light."

Izuku smiled weakly, eyes unfocused. Light closed the door behind him and sat on the chair next to Izuku's bed. The weak late-afternoon sunlight that filtered through the curtains brought out little bits of gold in his dark hair, glinted off his watch and glasses.

"Inko told me it was bad, but…" Light shook his head, his lips twitching. "I just…you could've died, Izuku. My best friend could've died, and, and, the last thing I said to him…fuck!"

Light choked back a sob. Izuku felt nothing, but that was probably the morphine.

"I didn't die, though."

Light laughed and cried simultaneously, shoulders shaking wildly. "No, you didn't. You're too fucking stubborn, aren't you?"

A hand laid itself on Izuku's forehead. After a moment of thought, he realized it was Light's hand, Light's hand smoothing his hair back and gently untangling the knots in his green mop. "Yeah, I guess so."

Light chuckled darkly at that. "How long until you can go back to school?"

"Recovery Girl says a week of treatment, then a week of observation. I've already missed two weeks."

"Are you keeping up with your homework?"

Izuku snorted. "At least you haven't changed."

"Answer the question, 'zuku," Light said, gently booping him on the nose.

"Yeah, Aizawa-sensei's been sending it home for me with Kacchan."

Light's face twitched again. "Bakugou. How the hell did he get into a school for heroes?"

"He's strong."

"He's an asshole with an inflated ego, a flashy destructive power, and a raging inferiority complex who will eventually find himself in a situation he can't scream or blast his way out of," Light said flatly, his hand still teasing out a knot, "and when he does, I'll laugh."

Izuku slowly turned his head to look at Light. "That was mean," he said slowly. "Mean like Kacchan."

Light snorted and looked away. "Sorry."

"'s'okay."

"No, I'm just…in general, sorry. I- -I was an asshole to you- -"

"It's done," Izuku said, "okay? Done."

Light smiled sadly. "Okay." His smile grew wider. "So, hey, any ladies at that fancy hero school of yours?"

Izuku looked down at his feet and felt a blush creeping up his neck. "Well…"

It lives!

Originally, this chapter was Izuku returning to school, but I felt like something was missing. Then, it was All Might visiting Izuku in the infirmary…but that didn't work. So I scrapped my idea for a future chapter interaction between Light and Izuku and turned it into this.

In case anyone is confused, this takes place at Izuku's home.

Before ANY OF Y'ALL BITCHES goes to review about Light having glasses or being OOC…fuck off. This is Light Yagami, the perpetually-bullied, parentally-browbeaten, Quirkless nerd. He is not yet Light Yagami, the hot (I mean, he's still hot), charismatic, evil mastermind.

Review or else.