𝙨𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 -𝘪𝘻𝘶𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢

𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊

tw - mentions of abuse - for one sentence only! i put an * to show the paragraph it is

I crawled back into the bed and watched the movie like normal. Except warm tears were rolling down my face.

Midoriya's eyes started to flutter open somewhere near the end. I quickly wiped away some tears to not alarm him.

"Hey. Is the movie over."

My face suddenly got very heated in my face at the sound of his tired voice.

He looks so cute when he's sleepy.

I shook my head, "Not yet. You woke up just in time for the ending."

He stretched out his body, and he was making weird noises as he did. Hearing the bed shuffle around, I peeked out of the corner of my eye and noticed he was inching closer to me.

I turned my head away from the screen to see his eyes staring holes into my face.

"W-What. Do I have something on my face?" I touched my already burning cheeks.

He leaned in, investigating my face more.

"You were crying." He whispered, reaching out, but I moved my head away.

"I wasn't! The movie was just sad." I sat back up and put my back against the wall. He sighed and sat up with me. "You're a bad liar." He mumbled. "Your eyes are still tear-filled. Look." He reached out again. "One's about to fall out of your eye right now."

I felt the warm tear escape my eye, and he wiped it away with his thumb. "You can cry if you want. It's alright."

All we ever do when we're together is take care of me. I'm so selfish...

"It really was the movie. A sad scene came out while you were sleeping." I gently took his hand and moved it away from my face. He sighed and gave a weak smile. "Alright, if you say so."

We looked back at the movie, but the credits were already on. "We missed the ending."

He nodded his head and slowly got up. He was heading to turn on the lights.

"I'm sorry, Midoriya." I clung to the back of his shirt, preventing him from moving any further. "Sorry? For what." He turned around to face me, but my head was fixated on the floor below.

"I'm just sorry. Genuinely. For everything." I breathed out. I felt his hand rest on my head. He softly stroked my hair, and I felt my heart breaking piece by piece again.

"I'm a little lost, but it's really alright. Whatever happened or whatever you did. I forgive you."

It's better if you don't know.

"I'm sorry for crying...all over you." I stared at his shirt, and it was covered in my tears.

Jesus. Was I always such a crybaby. Never again will that happen. I'm just not in my right headspace.

I need to go home.

"It's alright. I'm glad you can confide in me. It makes me really happy!" He put on a smile, and I felt my body lighten.

I folded my arm over my stomach.

I'm sorry, Midoriya.

We said our goodbyes, and as soon as I entered my dorm. I threw myself on my bed.

I punched my pillow and sat up, taking the journal out of my shirt. I laid it flat on my bed and flipped through the pages again.

Is this how I'm repaying his kindness? With bringing him nothing but harm?