Summary: She wasn't expecting to see him like this.
Uraraka knew a few things for certain. Life is unfair, everyone dies, and Midoriya was a genuinely nice person. So that's why she was so surprised to see him like this. At her front door. In the middle of the afternoon. "Deku-kun?" Tears were dripping down his face and while that wasn't unusual, he looked absolutely distraught and just well…destroyed for a better lack of terms.
"Uraraka!" And with that the boy hurled himself into her arms.
Who hurt him?! With her best friend instincts kicking in, she dragged him inside and slammed the door. Her parents could just lock it, right? "Mom! Dad! My friend just dropped by, we're going to my room!" She yelled quickly knowing that her parents were not only in the living room, but are probably going to be annoyed at the fact her friend dropped by uninvited and unannounced. Just as she thought they peeked out from the doorway, watching as she grabs her friend by the hand and pulled him towards her room. She inferred with herself that they probably didn't say anything since her friend was racking with sobs and generally looks like a mess. Otherwise they probably would have protested the fact she was dragging a boy into her room. At this moment she thanks the gods that Midoriya looked pathetic and wouldn't draw any red flags from his appearance or mannerisms.
She closes the door and turns around looking at him as he stands awkwardly in the middle of her room. "Do you need water? I have water bottles in my room if you ne-"
"U-Uraraka-ka…" His voice was meek and quiet, and he started to choke on his spit again.
"Oh, Midoriya…" She's worried as he flings himself into her arms again. She has no idea what the fuck is going on, but hell if she wasn't going to help her friend. "What happened?" She coos at the boy.
"He-he, I." He pauses and takes a breather. "He-" he repeats again.
"He what?" Uraraka prompts. "Who is he?"
"Hitoshi." Midoriya whimpers.
Oh shit. Her eyes widened and suddenly she doesn't want to hear the next couple words that come out of his mouth.
"We-we," he pauses, "we had an argument. I think we just– Oh God." He buries his face into the palms of his hand. "I think we just broke up."
Uraraka's fear was confirmed and the girl felt her stomach drop. She did not know how to deal with this.
Sorry that this post dump isn't really much. All the good stuff is either not finished or just,,,completely upstarted on. I also apologize with this taking so long. I've started on two new BNHA fics so...yeah. I was also having trouble with finishing any of the drabbles for a while. Sorry. ^^"
End of post dump #5.