Midoriya POV

The next my mind was still going in overdrive about all of the things that Todoroki has to deal with every day! Somedays my anxiety alone is too much for me to handle and from what I read anxiety is only part of what he goes through and I can't even ask him about that stuff because if I say anything I'd have to tell him how I know that I think that he has cPTSD, since we didn't have time to talk that over with Tanaka-san I still don't know if I want him to know how I know that he has this! I don't even think that he knows he has it!

Soon it was lunchtime and I waited for everyone to leave so I could walk with Todoroki. Of all of the things that I wanted to ask him I could only ask him one because for that question I don't need to know anything about his mental health.

"Todoroki, when you get upset like you were the other day, is there anything that I can do to help?"

He paused before talking making me anxious, did I ask something I shouldn't have? "Being held helps. That's what Fuyumi and Natsuo do," he blushed slightly and looked away, his voice was so small and cute, he wants to be held this makes me kind of want him to get a little triggered so I could hold him, just thinking like that made me feel like a terrible person, I don't want to see him like that ever again!

"O-Ok!" I stammered, my face must have been red, but he didn't say anything even though I know that he noticed, because he notices everything, but I think he may have frowned slightly but I could have been seeing things because it disappeared very quickly.

At the end of the day I thought about asking Todoroki to come over to study, but it didn't seem like it would be a good idea, he doesn't really study and I need to catch up on my studying, but I still waited with him for everyone to leave the classroom and walk to the train with him. I'm getting used to him walking slightly behind me without talking that much.

Todoroki POV

I didn't know how to respond when Midoriya asked me how he could help me when I get upset. I did not know how to respond because I didn't know what he could do. The only people who even know about it are Fuyuma and Natsu. Enji might have noticed something, but he always thinks I'm too weak. I thought about what they do, and what helps: I feel better quicker when they hold me. I didn't know how to tell him that. It was just awkward to tell him that that's what need. For some reason, I liked the idea of him holding me, but that's wrong boys don't cuddle with other boys. I was nervous and embarrassed when I told him. Then he started blushing for some reason, people generally blush when there embarrassed. I guessed he wouldn't feel comfortable holding me. That, for some reason, made me disproportionately upset. Even so, I know that he would do it if I needed him to, he's a really good friend, the first one I ever made.

He tried to have a few text message conversations with me. I text back, but I don't really feel comfortable holding conversations that way. There is something unnerving about not knowing how the other person really responds to your message. When I told him that he started using emojis, reaction pictures and gifs. Since he does that, and I know that he's being honest because he's Midoriya, I feel comfortable texting him.

I don't get why everyone is so worked up about the test. I know that Aiwaza-sensei told us that we wouldn't be able to go to training camp if we fail, but the material is not that hard. Everyone seems to be making a much bigger deal out of it then they needed to. Midoriya told me that everyone just wants to make sure they do their best. I never felt the intrinsic need or desire to be the best at everything. I understand if it is for something with lasting importance, like fighting, but not something as trivial as a test that you know that you'll do well on regardless.

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