A/N: I felt the need to write some cuddles because you guys like them and writing them makes me happy.
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Izuku POV

     "Hmm, it shouldn't last more than 24 hours, but my guess is that it'll be gone by the time you wake up tomorrow. If it's still affecting you after class tomorrow come with me after your physical therapy and I'll see if there's anything I can do." Recovery girl assures, before turning to Hizashi. "It seems like he still has the freedom to lie, but not if he's answering a question. I'm not sure if asking him a question forces him to respond, or if when he chooses to respond it automatically comes out as a truth. Oh, and please, try to stay out of trouble." I can tell that the last sentence is directed back at me again as she walks over to her desk.

     "Wait, uhm, I had a question. Why haven't we been spending time on my hand during our physical therapy?" I watch as she turns around to face me.

     I can't read her expression but it doesn't seem like anything good. She sighs, shaking her head.

     "There was so much damage, I'm surprised the doctors managed to get it to look normal again. I don't think you'll be able to fully recover that hand, even if you gain a little control over your fingers over time. Now, if you ask me, that in itself should be enough to move you out of the hero course and into gen Ed or business or something, but your stubborn home room teacher isn't having it."

     A wave of emotions wash over me as I try to process everything she just said. She doesn't think it will recover and wants me to be transferred from the hero course? Shota's defending me though. He won't let me get transferred, will he? Does he even have the authority to prevent it?

     My mouth parts but I don't say anything, and the door to the nurses office is pushed open with a disheveled Shota scanning the room. He seems to visibly relax when he sees I'm okay and closes the door quietly behind him.

     "Can someone explain to me what happened?" He fails to hide the strain in his voice as he rakes a hand through his hair, looking around the room, but no one speaks.

     "Am I going to be kicked out of the hero course?"

     Shota doesn't respond as he turns to Recovery Girl. She raises her hands in defense, shaking her head.

     "I'm just telling him the truth, Shota. I hope you're not putting your feelings before your job." She mumbles the last part, face solemn.

     Shota turns back to me, ignoring her.

     "I'm not going to let that happen." He states, and the words are so absolute that it feels like a declaration.

     "Now, if we're done with that conversation I would like to know what is going on."

     When no one uttered a word I spoke up.

     "Hizashi took Shinso and I to the store for some stuff for our dorm, and when we were leaving a little girl accidentally used her quirk on me so now I can't lie when people ask me questions and we're not sure how long it lasts." I said quickly, picking at the skin on my damaged hand.

     "And why are your knees bandaged?"

     "Uhm, the girl was about to get hit by a car... and I tackled her out of the way but I scraped my knees on the street..." I didn't look at him but I knew he was pinching the bridge of his nose when he sighed. It seemed like I was strong enough to slow down my response but not actually stop or change it. The words sort of forced themselves out of my mouth.

     "And why has he not been healed?" I think that question is directed at recovery girl.

     "It's just a scrape. He should learn that I can't be there to fix everything, and it'll be healed in a few days anyways."

     "Really? He just saved a little girl from being hit by a... oh shit, a car. Are you okay kid?" His voice does a total 180 when he switches from speaking to recovery girl to me.

     "Yeah, I'm alright." I bite my lip nervously, but remember Shinso told me to stop doing that a while ago because I was hurting my lips, so I stop.

     "I meant mentally." He deadpans.

     Yes.

     "No." My eyes widen as the wrong word slips out. I know there's no point in trying to correct it because they know about the stupid quirk.

     "Oh, Izuku." Hizashi, whose been quiet this whole time, breaks the silence. It seems like no one else knows what to say as I sit there drowning in shame. But Shinso puts his hand out, palm up in front of me. I take it, finding comfort in the warmth and reassurance it gives.

     "It's okay to not be okay." He speaks up, and I look at him in surprise, finding sincerity in his eyes. I can't seem to hold eye contact though, so I train my gaze back down to my lap. It's all so embarrassing, especially with so many people in the room.

     He rubs his thumb lightly over the back of my hand and the gesture sends butterflies to my stomach.

     "You two should go back to the dorms and get comfortable, maybe pull up a movie on your laptop or something. Hizashi and I will drop off some dinner and you both can relax and go to bed early." Shota speaks quietly, with that soft look in his eye that I've grown to appreciate.

     Shinso gives my hand a light squeeze.

     "That sounds like a good idea. I've got a really good website for pirating movies."

     "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Shota says.

     "I'm kidding, jeez." Shinso said before turning to me and winking. I can't keep away the small smile that creeps onto my face.

     He helps me into the wheelchair and we leave the room, on our way to his dorm. When we reach the building Shinso brings us to the kitchen area first, and makes me a cup of tea before we go up. Then, when we get to his dorm he goes to his closet.

     "I have a bunch of spare pillows and blankets in here, I'll set up the bed so we can watch movies on it." He explains, pulling out a fluffy grey blanket.

     As he starts pulling a pillow off the top shelf a green piece of fabric falls, but he doesn't seem to notice. I realize it was the scarf I saw peeking out on my first day here, the one that says DEKU on it. I smile lightly, turning away in hopes that he'll think I haven't seen it. As cute as it is, I don't need that awkwardness right now.

     "Do you want to get your pajamas on while I set up the bed?" He asks, and I nod, grabbing some pajamas and heading to the bathroom. So I can give nonverbal responses as well, as long as they're true...

     I change and brush my teeth, nervously looking at myself in the mirror. The pajamas I grabbed consist of a t-shirt and shorts, and I know he's seen most of the scars and doesn't seem to mind them, but it doesn't make me feel much better about having them on display like this. My knees look a little silly all patched up like that as well.

     I suppose I'll be under a bunch of blankets the whole time anyways, so it's okay.

     When I get out of the bathroom my eyes widen at the sight of a literal nest of blankets and pillows on the bed. It looks like the most comfortable thing I've ever seen in my life.

     My eyes must have been sparkling because Shinso chuckled as he grabbed some sweats and a tank top and headed to the bathroom.

     "Get comfy, I'll be out in a sec and we can pick something to watch."

     "Okay," I beamed, already crawling onto the bed. I snuggle under a few layers and pack the pillows around me, waiting patiently for Shinso.

     When he comes out he grabs his laptop off the desk, before sliding in under the blankets with me. He scoots over until our shoulders are touching, wrapping an arm around me and making himself comfortable. I try desperately not to freak out as I cuddle into his side and he looks down at me with that affectionate smile.

     "Comfy?" I nod.

     "Alright. Whatcha wanna watch?" He asks, yawning.

     I shrug just as someone knocks on the door.

     "It's unlocked." Shinso calls out, and Hizashi opens the door with Shota behind him.

     "Hey Izuku, Shinso. We brought you guys some ramen." Hizashi speaks remarkably softly, something I don't remember him ever doing before the incident.

     Shota closes the door behind them, and Hizashi is already in front of us complementing our set up.

     "You two look comfortable." Shota comments, making me shift awkwardly.

     "Yeah, uhm, Shinso's really good at that." I say dumbly. That doesn't even make any sense, why do I have to embarrass myself like this?

     "I'm sure he is." Hizashi laughed, and I resisted the urge to bury my head in my hands.

     "We'll leave you alone, we just wanted to check in and drop off some food." Shota says, setting a bowl of ramen in each of our laps.

     "Remember you have classes tomorrow!" Hizashi adds on, dragging Shota out of the room.

     When the door shuts Shinso and I look at eachother silently, before laughing quietly.

     "I don't know how I never realized they were married." He says after we recover.

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