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"It's never . . . I mean, it normally only works on me," you tell him, looking at his arm, "it didn't even work on my brother when I used to try."

Midoriya only shrugs. "Thanks," he smiles.

"But I just don't get it—"

But then he says something that practically makes your heart stop. Something you never thought he'd say, especially with such an innocent look on his face.

"Maybe it's fate."

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"Or maybe we're two idiots who are about to die!" You shout, pulling him down, "Look out!"

The moment is ruined by a foot, flying at Midoriya's face. You press your body against his, shielding him from the attacker. 

The stranger hits the wall, colliding with the bricks and the metal of the fire escape. You grab Midoriya's arm once again, screaming over the noise of the wind and traffic below.

"Do you trust me?"

He stares at you eyes wide, jerking his arm from your hand. He looks down, at the cars speeding by, then above. The dark clouds signal an oncoming storm, and the moon hangs like a noose in the sky. He smiles before giving an answer.

"I trust you!"

He grabs your hand.

And you jump.

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"Midoriya. Midoriya, wake up."

You shake his shoulder, your body aching from the fall. You want to make sure he's okay before healing yourself, though.

You look up at the fire escape from where you jumped. It's not that high; not high enough to kill someone or break any bones. You landed in the backseat of an open convertible, of which you aimed the jump. You're not a complete idiot. Plus, you're a healer.

You can see the attacker stand up, looking down for you and Midoriya.

You drag your partner from the seat, huddling in the floor of the car. Concealed by the darkness, the stranger gives up his search, grunting and then finally leaving.

You let out a breath, your hands shaking. You put Midoriya in the seat, poking his face.

"Dude," you say, "wake up."

His eyes flutter open, and he groans. "What the . . . ?"

"Okay, tell me where it hurts, Midoriya," you ask, holding out your hands, "I'll heal you."

"M-My back," he mutters, leaning up, "what happened?"

"We might've . . . um . . . " you clear your throat, "we just jumped from that fire escape."

He blinks.

"Are you crazy?"

"Oh sheesh, look who's talking, Mr. Perfect," you snarl, helping him up, "you faked your own death."

"You just faked both of ours!"

"For good reason, now hold still!"

You lift his shirt, and he winces when you run your hand over his skin. It's tender; a bruise is forming, you can tell. A big one. 

Scars litter his skin, but you ignore them, getting to work on healing.

There's so many of them, you think, failing to ignore the small incisions in his skin. You want to ask, but you also don't want him to go all crazy on you again. 

You distract yourself by talking.

"Do you still have the capsule? It'd be a waste if we went through all this for nothing."

He reaches in his pocket, pulling it out and twirling the small black pill between his fingers. "Got it right here."

You look over his shoulder, resting your chin by his neck. "Why do you think they want it?"

"I don't know," Midoriya says, holding it up to the moon, "but he does."

"Who?"

"The hero. The Symbol of Peace."

You don't say Deku. He doesn't say Deku. But it's what you're both thinking.

"Are you gonna heal me or not?" He blurts, glancing at you leaning against him. You shoot backwards, chuckling awkwardly. 

"Y-Yeah, sorry."

Running your palms down his skin, you take a deep breath, activating your quirk. You don't see a visible change, but Midoriya's muscles relax. 

"Does it still hurt?" You ask, your eyes drifting over the scars painted on his back.

"No, it feels way better," he smiles, "thanks. Did you heal yourself yet?"

"No, I wanted to make sure you were fine. Don't worry, I can take care of it."

You run your hands over your arms, closing your eyes. Your pain eases.

"Don't look," you mutter to Midoriya. He smirks.

"Why? What is it?"

"My butt hurts." you look away from him. 

"Hmm. Now that I think about it, mine does too—"

"I'm not touching your butt."

The green-haired guy shrugs. "Alright then."

You heal yourself, running healing hands down your body. Midoriya stretches, his back popping.

"Ouch."

You look up. "I thought I healed it all?"

"I don't even feel it."

He looks down at his chest, as blood drips down his skin. He falls backward, his eyes closing in an instant. He lets out a cry, curling up and hugging his wound.

"Midoriya! What happened?" You say, pushing his hands off of his stomach and examining the scrape. Your eyes widen.

"How'd this happen?" You mutter, while pressing your hands to his skin and activating your quirk.

"The f-fire escape," he gasps, "as w-we fell d-down."

"Hey, hey!" You grab his hand, "keep your eyes open. Talk to me."

The wound is too big for you to heal. You can't do anything but take him to a hospital. 

"I said talk to me!" You bark, pulling onto your sore back. You climb out of the car as you drag the wailing ex-hero behind you.

"I-It hurts," he whimpers, "wh-why does it hurt s-so bad?"

"I-I don't know, Midoriya."

And you don't; it's a large scrape, something you can't heal, but he's freaking out more than he should. It makes you think something else happened. 

"Do you have the capsule?" You ask him, trying to distract him from the pain.

"M-My pocket."

"Okay, okay good." You huff, carrying him down the street, "keep talking to me."

"Do . . . Do you trust m-me?" He whispers.

You wipe the sweat off your brow. "Of course! Of course I trust you! We wouldn't have gotten this far if I hadn't!"

Midoriya chuckles softly.

"I'm a pretty sucky hero, aren't I? Letting you save me like this."

"If being a hero means being a stubborn jerk who won't let anyone save them," you grumble, "then you're the savior of the world."

"Look who's talking."

You drag your feet across the ground, ignoring the small droplets of blood coating the front of your shirt and the sound of ragged breathing in your ear. You look up and smile at the sight of the hospital.

"Midoriya, we're here," you tell him, "you're gonna be fine."

He doesn't answer.

"Midoriya?"

"Midoriya!"

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