"Letting you go"
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Encapsulated you can navigate. Blind from evil, you can advance.
Hidden in the abyss of its miseries, he can breathe, he can integrate and mutate.
Todoroki hugged Midoriya in his room, aware that things will never be the way they were.
"I didn't want to lose a friendship as important as ours, Todoroki-kun" Midoriya sighed in great relief, inhaling slowly.
"Me less" He replied, caressing his head between his fingers, clutching his head to his chest. "By the way, how's your mom?" At this, he tensed in his arms.
Todoroki frowned, puzzled.
"Did I ask something I shouldn't have?"
"It's not that." He shook his head, clutching both hands over his sweater. "She still hasn't wake up"
"Don't get so overwhelmed" He said comfortingly. "Your mom will wake up"
"I think so, too." He heard him breathe wearily, snuggling up against his chest more often.
Such actions hurt Todoroki to abysmal levels, and yet he didn't feel capable of releasing him, other than clinging to him even if it were just a simple hug. A few simple words of comfort to lessen the pain.
"Oh, sorry," Midoriya parted from him. "Again, I had no regard for your feelings, Todoroki-kun"
"What?" He blinked at him. "I don't mind hugging you, since I like to do it"
"But, your feelings," he replied sadly. "I am hurting you"
"I want to be with you," he proclaimed seriously. "At least in the form of friends, for me there is no problem with that, really" Midoriya hesitated. "You know, it would hurt me more that you would hate me for what I feel for you, than being your friend"
"It would hurt me too" He agreed quickly. "It would hurt to know that Kacchan hated me, instead of being my friend"
"So" Todoroki put a hand over his hair, rubbing it. "Don't be overwhelmed by my feelings, they are only mine." He took a deep breath. "I respect your feelings towards Bakugou even though it hurts more than you can imagine, but that's part of maturing, don't you think?"
That said, Midoriya nodded, calming his sob.
"You always have the words I need to hear." He smiled gratefully.
"And you the ones I need to hear" he agreed. "Midoriya always knows what to tell me when I feel bad"
His ears heard the giggle that escaped from Midoriya's lips, one that felt like a piercing weapon burying itself against his cracked heart, which still pulsed to the sound of his sounds, his eyes, his freckles, his being.
"It shows that we are friends" Said Todoroki. "We know each other very well, Midoriya"
"Yes." He giggled.
"Well" He frowned, pulling away from him a little. "I will leave you alone, so you can calm down, think, rest as much as you need"
"Wait." He took him from the sleeve of the sweater.
"What is it?" He stopped, tempted by that touch.
"With Kacchan, don't worry" He said cautiously. "Kacchan can be very stubborn for everything, and I don't want him to cause you problems because we are friends"
"I know how to handle Bakugou" Todoroki boasted, with a confident smile.
"Eh? Really?" Midoriya blinked in amazement.
"I can freeze him if I want to"
"What? N-no" He stammered in horror.
"I was joking, Midoriya." He smiled, laying a hand on his that grabbed the sleeve of his sweater. "I assure you, I won't do anything you don't want to"
"Ah" he sighed in relief, lowering his shoulders.
"Bakugou is like a barking dog" He said sarcastic. "He doesn't bite at the end of all his insults"
"Don't underestimate him, Todoroki-kun" He said concerned.
"He's the one who always starts" He huffed softly.
Before they continued talking, Midoriya's door was heard a knocking, and Midoriya went to attend it.
"Wait for me" He warned as he walked toward the door. "Oh! Kacchan" He heard a scared shriek as he mentioned that guy's nickname. The blood boiled Todoroki. Again that impertinent.
"Deku" He heard him say from the other side of the door. However, he had not yet seen him in the room. "Won't you let me in, damn nerd?"
"Oh! Yes" He laughed nervously, letting him pass.
"What's this jerk doing here?" He pointed to it as soon as he saw him sitting on the floor.
"Kacchan, it's not what you think," Midoriya stepped between them, as Bakugou launched himself with leaps and bounds, his palms directed at him in defense.
"And what do you think I think?" He faced annoyed, the bridge of his nose fluttering with the air he inhaled. "This miserable bastard shouldn't be approaching you, Deku!"
"He-he came to apologize" Midoriya helped, reaching out both hands to no avail trying to calm his now boyfriend.
"Hah? You know how to apologize?" He provoked, raising his chin.
"I came to talk to Midoriya" Todoroki stood up, speaking politely. "Not with you, Bakugou, so if you'll excuse me, I'll leave you alone." He headed for the door, but Bakugou grabbed him from behind the sweater and returned him to the floor with a jerk produced by his arm. "What's your problem?"
Midoriya exclaimed in surprise.
"Kacchan!"
"I'm not an idiot, Deku!" He yelled angrily. "You think I didn't notice that you have traces of tears on your cheeks?" Midoriya was alarmed, touching his cheeks with his fingers. "Most likely, it was this idiot who made you cry." He pointed it at him like he was the worst criminal. "I've had enough of your presence, half and half bastard, always meddling where no one calls you." He drew sparks from his palms. "By staying quiet I almost lost Deku!" He rushed at him, knocking him to the ground, taking one hand off the lapel of the sweater with an insulting attitude and the other, approaching a few inches from his face, showing the sparks that he didn't know it would take them to generate an explosion in his face. "Deku is mine now and I won't let you take him away from me, you understand?"
"Kacchan, please don't." Midoriya ran to them, but Bakugou nudged him away.
"Deku, don't mess around!" He warned, grinding his teeth. "I'm in charge of keeping you away from stupid people who don't benefit you to be a hero"
"Eh?" Midoriya issued incredulously.
"You are my boyfriend, Deku" Bakugou remarked possessively. "I will not let bastards like the half and half make you cry, much less hurt you." He turned to see Todoroki's face, his face mutated to a murderous one. A look of death reflected in his red eyes, his hard and cruel red eyes that marked his territory, rather, a territory called "Izuku Midoriya". "I will protect you from all who come near you, Deku"
"B-but, Todoroki-kun did nothing wrong." He tried to defend him, but Bakugou's attention was focused on him.
"What would you have done if Midoriya had chosen me?" Todoroki released, putting his right hand on which he subjected him to the ground, freezing him, however, Bakugou slapped him wildly and rubbed his face against the ground, instead to freeze.
"Fight over Deku" He replied obviously. "No one will take from me what I love the most in the world"
"What if Midoriya hadn't loved you back?" Todoroki challenged him, breaking free of the explosive boy's tackle, regaining control of his movements.
"Todoroki-kun" Midoriya sighed in amazement.
Bakugou put himself on defense, frowning.
"Where do you want to go with these questions, bastard?"
"To know how much you love and respect Midoriya"
"Do you still think I don't feel anything for him?" He tensed his arms, clenching his teeth.
"I didn't say that" Todoroki shook his head haughtily. "I love Midoriya enough to let him go"
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Midoriya's moved expression captured only for him, his tender features shining with longevity.
"I love him enough to accept defeat!" He gripped his right hand.
"Shut up!" He yelled, shaking his taut arms. "I am not like you, you bastard! Don't you dare put us on the same page when we're not even the same"
"But we love the same person" Todoroki said.
A vein leaped into Bakugou's temple, and the veins in his arms throbbed in fury.
"I won't let Deku get away from me" Bakugou exclaimed, waving an arm in the air. "I will do everything possible to be with him, so I am not like you, who gives up." He took a step forward. "Don't you dare compare us, you idiot!"
"Kacchan." Midoriya looked at him with bulging eyes, touched.
"I'm not talking to talk, Deku," Bakugou warned, leaning over to face him, softening his features. "Everything I said is true"
"I believe you." He smiled warmly, his eyes clear with emotion.
Bakugou smirked, again turning to see him.
"You ran out of questions, eh bastard?" He snapped his fingers, ready to fight.
"Kacchan, don't fight!" Midoriya interjected in alarm, wrapping his arms around Bakugou's waist, stopping him from advancing.
"Let me go, Deku!" He shook himself. "Let me protect you"
"It won't be necessary" Todoroki burst in, knowing that he had nothing to do there, since Bakugou had been clear enough with his feelings and was no longer hiding through the countless insults. "Midoriya, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry to put you through a bad time"
"Eh? It's not true" Midoriya looked at him, not releasing Bakugou from his arms, who put his hands on his shoulders.
"Bakugou" Todoroki spoke seriously. "I'll leave Midoriya in your care." He look the explosive boy's surprised face. "If you make him cry again, I'm not sure I'll leave the way clear like this time" He threatened with a gloomy gesture.
"Keep your word!" He roared scornfully. "If you don't comply, I'll kill you!"
"Okay." He forced himself to respond with the best disposition he could execute. "Please be happy Midoriya"
He turned to look at him with concern, releasing Bakugou from his grasp.
"Yes" He agreed. "But will you be all right, Todoroki-kun?" He asked unsurely.
"Of course" He said with all the pain in his heart. "If you are happy, I will be too"
It pained him to say that, it stung his tongue and his entire palate with hearing himself say that he will be happy if he, likewise, were happy.
However, that was enough for his mind to process the fact that Midoriya did not choose him and never noticed him.
As he walked out the door, he could hear Bakugou and Midoriya's conversation.
"Are you okay? That bastard didn't hurt you? "Bakuguo's voice sounded gentle.
"I'm fine, Kacchan," Midoriya assured softly.
He broke his heart more than he already was, but somehow, he felt that he lost less weight from above, since his shoulders lightened and his chest lost the pressure that invaded him so much.
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P.S. We are almost done.
