Izuku "Deku" Midoriya (
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Piece of the puzzle, you're my missing part
[It starts off as a normal day--well, almost normal. If it weren't for Todoroki being horribly sick and missing his classes, then it would've been just like any other day on the UA campus.
Still, his friend's been sick for quite a few days now, and Izuku can't help but worry about him. Once classes are out for the day, Izuku makes a beeline for the dorms, heading up to Todoroki's room and knocking on the door without hesitation.]
Todoroki-kun? It's me. [Hm, the door's unlocked. Izuku opens it as quietly as he can, peering at the lump on the bed when he steps inside.] Are you feeling any better?
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I won't go anywhere.
[It's more like he can't go anywhere at this point. He'd probably faint before he got to the door.
... Wow, he hates it.]
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[True to his word, once Izuku leaves, it doesn't take him too long to hurry back with the soba. It might seem weird, to make the trip just for that, but Todoroki's sick, and Izuku thinks a bit of comfort food could help. Or he hopes it will.]
Todoroki-kun. [Izuku sets the tray down at the table, kneeling down at Todoroki's side again.] Hey. [Todoroki gets a little smile when Izuku sees that he has his attention.] Can you sit up?
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He always seems to make Shouto feel better.]
Yeah, I think I can manage.
[He does it slowly, and while he manages it he still sways like he might just collapse back down.]
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Here you go. [Carefully, he moves the tray onto Todoroki's lap. The noodles and dipping sauce that had been in to go containers have all been moved to a plate and bowl, along with a pair of chopsticks.]
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Thanks.
[He likes his futon, but sometimes he wishes he had a headboard. It would be easier to stay standing with something supporting him.]
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Better? [Some part of him feels like he should be more flustered and less willing to touch his friend so freely, but it's...strange. Izuku feels weirdly comfortable about this.]
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[Normally he'd flinch at that, wouldn't he? But not when it's Midoriya. Not now. Izuku's supporting most of his weight now.
Shouto just lets him be close as he takes a bite out of his food.]
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Oh, good. [It's a soft murmur, and Izuku unconsciously leans in toward Todoroki to pick up more of his scent.]
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And besides, why look too far into something that's giving him comfort?]
... Stay close.
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He stays put, letting Todoroki's warmth seep into his side as his friend eats. How strange. He's admittedly always liked Todoroki's scent, but there's something about it now that just makes him want to breathe in deeply and savor it.]
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Something is different but he doesn't know what. ]
... I think I'm feeling better.
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You think so? Maybe you just needed a good meal to help the recovery along.]
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[It feels like it's more tied to Midoriya than the food itself. Like him being here is draining away just a little bit of the fever.
But... there's a definite hunger in his belly that isn't for food. Like he needs something else and Midoriya is the one who can provide it.]
I think it's you. You're helping.
Deletes...that extra bracket :(
Then I'll just stay here. With you. [There's a possessive edge to the way Izuku noses along Todoroki's neck now, lingering unthinkingly over the scent glands. It's...getting warmer in the room now, Izuku's positive of it. ]
we can all play pretend
Shouto shoves the tray off to the side and turns so he's essentially embracing his friend. He's burying his face in the juncture between Izuku's neck and shoulder. Why does he smell so much better? Almost intoxicating.]
You promise?
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Giving up all pretense now that Todoroki's gone and embraced him like that, Izuku lets his arms slip around Todoroki, tugging him closer. He presses his nose to Todoroki's neck, breathing in the enticing scent with a giddiness that he can't really explain.]
Todoroki-kun...you smell really good. [With an uncharacteristic lack of embarrassment, Izuku whispers those words right into Todoroki's skin as he continues to nuzzle at the scent glands.]
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As it is, he's still trying to deal with a fever.]
So do you. [He wants to wrap himself up in a blanket of his best friend. He wants to have his scent all over him.
He should've paid more attention when they were going over omegas in class. Alas, all of the signs aren't clear to him.]
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Instead of replying, Izuku just nips gently at Todoroki's neck, unable to resist when his friend's scent is telling him to do claim him.]
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So instead of pulling away or trying to stop him, he just offers up his neck. If there's anyone he trusts, it's Midoriya. The attention to such a sensitive part of him makes him hard.]
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Arms tightening around Todoroki, he drags him closer until Todoroki's practically sitting on his lap.
As dazed by the heat scent as he is, it doesn't even occur to Izuku to break away and check his notes.]
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That's impossible for them, Midoriya is a beta.
But it feels so good. It feels good to have Midoriya's teeth on his neck. Sitting on his lap, sharing his warmth, it's like the fever doesn't even matter anymore.]
Midoriya... more...
[Bite harder, really claim him.]
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In any other situation, that thought alone would have raised the alarm. Now, though, Izuku just gives a soft little whine before he does exactly as Todoroki asks, sinking his teeth into his friend's shoulder, marking him. He has no idea why it feels so right to be doing this when he's a beta, but it does and that's all that matters right now.]
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The thought escapes him just as soon as he has it. Instead focusing on physical relief. Which means rubbing his crotch against Midoriya's. ]
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Tightening his hold, Izuku surges forward, pushing him down onto his back so that he's covering Todoroki rather possessively.]
Todoroki-kun, my Todoroki-kun. Tell me what you want. [It's a struggle, getting the words out, like he's thinking through a fog.]
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It feels so good to be called his.]
Shouto. Call me Shouto. And... touch me more. Touch me everywhere. Make me yours.
[It has to be the fever speaking, but Shouto can't stop himself.]
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