Izuku's POV~

"We're all sorry for everything you both went through. We shouldn't have sent you out there after the rogues. It was a mistake on our part. You're both just children, we should have known better."

So we got back to UA after about three days of travel. We had to throw out stuff in our dorms and then head straight to the principal's office to meet with the current AA's and DA's. I was terrified. I thought we were going to be in serious trouble. Turns out, they wanted to apologize to us.

"O-oh, um, it's okay, really. We're both fine, and that's all that matters." I said, smiling at all of them.

Our little meeting was over shortly after that. There were a few more apologize, tears from Mic, and then we were free to head back to our respective dorms or really anywhere on campus we felt like going. We were officially back to school.

Jesus Christ was I freaking thrilled about that. No more hours in the car. No more hotel rooms. No more fighting Halves.... No more Shoto.

Ever since we got back, he hasn't talked to me. He's been acting like our whole mission never happened. Like we were just classmates again. Nothing special. Not even friends.

He went straight up to his dorm once we were dismissed, not sparing me a glance as he left. A frown made it's way onto my face as I watched him leave. It was quickly covered as I heard Uraraka's voice. I put on a smile, no matter how much I didn't want to.

"Deku! So you're stay now, right?" She asked me, bouncing a little bit and causing her halo to struggle to stay suspended at the right height from her head. Since getting back to campus, I had let my halo out to, it was tiring to keep it hidden all the time.

"Yup, just like before." I said, putting fake enthusiasm into my voice and hoping she wouldn't notice.

But of course she did. Ura was my best friend after all.

"What's wrong? Does it have anything with Todoroki storming off just now?" She asked, pointing to where the duel haired boy had walked off.

I dropped my smile and let out a sigh. "I don't know. Ever since we got back to school, he barely looks at me, let alone talks to me. I don't know what I did!" I said, feeling like I could start crying right there and then.

"Have you tried to talk to him?" She asked me.

"Once, but he brushed me off, so I just let him have some space." I explained.

"Maybe just let him cool off and adjust today and try again tomorrow?" She suggested. I nodded, agreeing that that was my best option at the moment.

"C'mon, it's getting late and you definitely need some rest." She said, leading me back to my dorm room.

Once we arrived, we said our goodnights and she headed to her own room. I slowly entered mine, walking over to the bed and laying down. I tossed and turned for what seemed like hours. I had spent, roughly, the last week sleeping cuddled up to Shoto. I just couldn't get comfortable now.

After about three or four hours, I finally was fed up with it. I pulled myself out of my bed and then left my dorm room. It was apparently pretty late because the whole dorm building was quiet. I silently made my way down the halls to the dorm I was looking for. I knocked lightly on the door, pretty positive that he was still up as well.

A few seconds later Shoto opened his door, his blank face not wavering for a second. He didn't seem surprised to see me. "Listen hear Shoto Todoroki," I said, pointing my finger at him, my tone sure did surprise him though, "I don't know what I did or why you're mad at me, but I have slept with you for nearly a week now. I have now discovered that I lack the ability to sleep by myself and it's mostly your fault, so you can be mad at me all you want, but your going to cuddle with me because I know you can't sleep either." I huffed.

"You done?" He asked me, raising a single eye brow at me. I shakily nodded, losing all of my previous confidence. 'I'm an idiot.'

He opened his door more, signaling me to go into his room. 'Or maybe I'm a genius.'

I hesitantly walked in, stopping near his bed. I had intruded enough already, I was starting to get self conscious.

He moved around me, getting into his bed and motioning me to follow. I gladly did. Once we were all situated, with me snuggled up to his chest and his arms wrapped around me, he spoke up.

"I'm not mad at you Izu."

I looked up at him. I could just barely make out his features in the dark. "Then why have you been avoiding me?" I asked in confusion.

"Because you had managed to break down all of my walls in a week, and then nearly die. I'm being hit with emotions I didn't even know existed. I'm scared. What if something like that happens again, but you don't wake up? What'd I do then?" He said softly. I felt his grip on me tighten as he talked.

"First off, I always wake up, so don't worry about that. Second, you can't just push me away because you don't know what to do with your emotions. I can help you figure them out. As one of the most emotional people on the face of the planet, I assure you, whatever you're feeling, I can decode it for you." I said in a joking tone.

"I know what I'm feeling, I'm just no sure if it's a good thing or not." He said slowly.

I pushed myself up on his chest, so I could look at him easier. "Well what're you feeling Sho?" I asked him, tracing my finger over his scar absently mindedly.

"Love."

My movements froze. I stared him dead in the eyes, not sure if he was being serious.

"W-what?" I squeaked.

"I-I think I'm- I think I'm in love with you Izuku." He said, his voice straining as he tried to say what he was feeling.

I sat up, moving so I was straddling him. Honestly it's just the most comfortable position, and I wanted to be comfortable for this world changing confession.

"Are you being serious? Please Shoto, tell me you aren't just messing with me." I said, fisting my hands in his shirt.

I saw him crack a small smile at my reaction. "No little Angel, I'm not messing with you."

"I love you too, you edgy, emo, distant, complete goof ball!" I said, pulling him up to me and smashing our lips together for the second time.

We pulled away after a few seconds, panting. "Did you just call me emo?" He asked me in an accusing tone.

"Yup." I said popping the 'p' and smiling brightly at him.

"You're lucky I love you." He said teasingly.

"I know I am."