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shinsou was pissed.
it was hard to get him genuinely angry, genuinely ready to commit a very unheroic act. hes been close a few times in his life -- with his quirk being a huge target for him and people pushing his buttons and him wanting to show them a villain if they want to call him a villain. then in the sports festival, with all of the flashy quirks of all hero course students ( and even some of the non heroics ones who were there to joke off and have fun ! ) nearly made him blind with spite and anger. but now, none of those moments can compare to now.
shinsou is currently storming up to midoriyas hospital room with rage and possibly murderous intent ( though, not towards the other teen, never towards midoriya. ) thanks to his sick joke of a friends. they all were supposed to make a visit to midoriya today, as per usual, when he gets hurt and sick, to give him some sort of comfort but they all bailed one by one.
starting with iida, saying he would just see midoriya at school and wish him well. shinsou could only give a slow blink and hopefully give iida the benefit of doubt, maybe just maybe something had came up while muttering a quick okay as he moved onto ochako. she was a lot more harsher with her words as she wore a damn innocent smile as if that made anything better. spoiler, it didn't.
"deku kun always get hurt! i told him not to engage but he did anyways." she told him while she frowned and cupped her finger tips together, "i just don't have the time and energy to go to the hospital to see him nearly every week because he broke a bone.. just send my wishes and get wells for me!" she ended with a bright smile and shinsou seethed. her words cut deep inside of his chest, especially with how she thought it was okay just to ignore her friends health, even if it was a simple bone break.
which, it was more than that! midoriya had burns littered across his chest and up to his neck, some varying up to third degree but luckily most were mild and would only leave a scar. midoriyas own quirk fought against him, which caused his arm to break and caused some of the burns, along with the villains quirk. but of course, his friends said otherwise and shrugged it off as a midoriya thing.
that disgusted shinsou as he tried to shove down his anger, and tried to have more hope for tsuyu. she was the more levelheaded person of the group. and frankly, besides him, the better friend of the group. his hope came up, but only slightly when she said she couldn't come on time. that she'll have to be late thanks to her being slightly busy. he had accepted that, at least someone besides him would be coming to see midoriya. todoroki was better too, he told him, after visiting his mother that at least he'd drop by for a few hours to check on midoriya and shinsou nearly cried.
he thought things were going good and his previous anger was slowly going away into something more bitter than anything else. but when it came time to ask momo, she gave an awkward smile and told him that she rather not go if midoriya wasnt that hurt and would be out in a few days where she then, could comfort him. shinsou bristled and felt anger take back over his good mood. he just left the black haired teen alone, he didn't bother to hear her soft words. he felt as if he would've done something that wasn't very plus ultra right then and there. and, that wouldn't have been good.
"izuku?" shinsou called out as he gave a tap onto the door. when he received no answer, he opened it slowly to see that the lights were off, and the teen was in his bed, curled up on his sides, sleeping. shinsou couldn't help but to smile, as he put away his anger for a few moments.
he walked closer to the bed, pulling a chair with him as quietly as he could. shinsou didn't want to wake midoriya up, not yet. he knew the teen needed sleep. he could tell lately, midoriya has been stressed, more anxious and in need of a break and a good rest. but, with how things are going with u.a., or, maybe, specially with midoriya and his training, he knew it wasn't coming very soon.
shinsou sighed, he wished he could be a better friend for midoriya. but he was new to this whole having friends thing. midoriya was his first friend, and not too long after, became friends with the dekusquad then he became fast friends with the bakusquad. both groups he had loved to hang out with, and they each brought something different with being friends. while, bakusquad was more loud, more touchy, more chaotic, the dekusquad was supportive, touchy but in a very affectionate way. they were loud, but also very soft spoken at the same time.
shinsou, at least, thought that's what the dekusquad was. they are supportive yet they seem to be way too protective of midoriya which was ridiculous. he can protect himself and he can take care of himself. he is his own person after all. but, they don't get that. shinsou has seen on multiple, unfortunate, times were they'd stop midoriya in fighting or attempt to try and stop him. he'd see the frustration painted on midoriyas face, but more importantly, he'd see the hurt in his eyes, wondering why his friends were doing what they are doing. honestly, shinsou wished he had a answer why, but he doesn't.
he may be able to understand that they want to protect midoriya, but coddling and trying to shelter him, will only lose him.
shinsou snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of midoriya softly groaning and lowly muttering. shinsou laughed to himself as he subconsciously moved his fingers throughout his curls, feeling through the tangles and carefully trying to break through them without waking him. the freckled face teen murmured a bit louder as his face cuddled into his hand. shinsou was subtly able to make out the things he was saying, though, most of it was nonsense and nothing for him to worry about. it was cute for the most part, until a few words caught his ears.
"shig..aki.. shi.. shigaraki.. ‘ank you."
shinsou slowly blinked. and blinked again. and again. he wondered what midoriya was dreaming about, or if he was having a nightmare that involved shigaraki. but, it didn't seem like it, if anything he sounded grateful for the villain. shinsou felt mild concern creep inside of him, as he told himself it was just a dream. a concerning dream that he should ask midoriya about later. or, maybe he would wake him up while his worry is fresh and he's still thinking about it and rather than brushing it off as a strange dream. which, he wants to do so, but something in his gut tells him not to. and aizawa says to always listen to your instincts if something feels off.
the violet haired teen silently pondered for nearly two minutes, fighting with his own thoughts. midoriya wouldnt and couldn't associate with a villain. no less with shigaraki. but it didn't explain the weird vibes pumping in his vains, as if ice was freezing his blood. he could feel his own stomach twist as he even try and entertain the thought, with it pooling into worry and dread.
"izuku.." shinsou hesitantly called out as he shook the boy. it didn't take long for his eyes to awkwardly flutter and with incoherent mutters of confusion. he was always easy to wake up, and for once, shinsou was cursing at that. he wished midoriya just ignored him and stayed asleep by some miracle.
"hito.. kun.." midoriya murmured with his eyelids drooping like a cute, little puppy, and his head bouncing as if he was trying not to fall straight back to sleep. the violet haired teen quietly snorted at the cute sight, as he rubbed midoriyas shoulder a bit roughly and firmly in hopes of making him slightly more alert and awake. the freckled face teen just grumbled and muttered things as his head swayed slightly to face him better, in mild confusion and a peak of happiness showing that he was here visiting him.
"hitoshi.. wha.. um, how long have you been here?" midoriya asked, his voice in a rasp from just waking up. hitoshi had just shrugged and gave an smile for an answer instead. midoriya frowned at that, but it didn't stay too long on his face. midoriya broke out into a happy, and a bright smile that only he manages to pull off, in shinsou most humblest opinion. with how his eyes smile with him, his green, viridian, doe eyes turn into nearly half moons while his noses crinkle and does a tiny dance within the brightness of his smile. his lips curls up, and shows off a innocent smile that could possibly cure a lot of diseases and world problems with one look. but, like shinsou said, that was his opinion.
"tsuyu and shoto are coming later and, um," shinsou paused, wondering if he should tell him about ochako, iida, and momo. he didn't want to bring down his mood just yet. he was already going to ask about shigaraki, and that was going to make him upset enough. midoriya didn't need to be upset because of bad friends too.
"a- and- and um, the others wish you well too! they're worried and they miss you.." shinsou decided to tell him for now, and he sees that it was the right choice with how midoriyas eyes lit up like christmas day and gave a shakier, watery, smile and a nod. part of him felt pained while the other part of him felt so angry at the others for disregarding midoriya so easily. but, he ignored both parts and focused on the other problem on hand. shigaraki.
"uhm, izuku.. if i can ask though. you were dreaming, right? it- um, was it, about shigaraki? and you.. thanking him." he saw midoriya freeze for a moment, before his face settled for a emotion that shinsou wasn't familiar with. midoriya had opened his mouth to speak, before his body cringe and shook his head, but not to shinsou, but to his own self. his mouth turned to a thin line, while his brows knitted in a furrow, as if he was frustrated. shinsou wasnt sure what he was frustrated with but it couldn't be good with how he was drastically falling into irritation.
for a moment, it was silent until he had finally sighed and gave up on what it had looked like, finding the right words and slumped into the bed. his greens eyes turned up to shinsou, considering before they turned to pleading.
"i.. hito, i would lie, but that would get me in so much trouble, wouldn't it? i wouldn't be able to dig myself out of this hole i created. um, if you think im doing something bad, im not. i-- he.. i don't know what to explain. whats your question and maybe that'll be easier to start off." shinsou blankly stared, with emotions running wild inside of him. today, has been a stressful day for him. his head was starting to ache, his body was starting feel heavy like led, he was tired and just wanted to sleep.. that is, his body was nice and graced him with such a thing. but, for some reason, he already knew it wasn't going to be that easy.
shinsou could only deeply sigh, as he ran his hands across his face. this was fine. his best friend might be a villain by association, but that's fine. he could live with that. he'll make it work in his own life, he'll keep quiet as long as his friend isn't doing dumb shit. this is fine. at least, that's what shinsou wants to tell himself.
"okay, what were you dreaming? i was hoping it wasn't anything serious and i was overreacting but.. yay me." shinsou says in a flat tone, and midoriya gave him a sympathetic look for a short second before he went on to explain.
"it.. uh, wasn't a dream - dream. it was a thing that kinda already happened, you know? a flashback.. or is it a vision?.. eh whatever! um, i remembered yesterday with shigaraki actually. he.. helped me.. he actually was in my room, and- and.. i, i guess i remember him.. comforting.. me.. and... yeah.." midoriya awkwardly trailed off, seeing as what he tried to explain, sounded unbelievable if you weren't there. shinsou felt mild relief as he felt more confusion build up inside of him. why was shigaraki in the room with midoriya? why was he comforting him? how are those two so close? he wanted answers but he didn't even know what to ask first. so, he just settled on not asking nothing. he knew in due time his answers would come.
"i.. okay. okay, that's.. okay." shinsou murmured as he lowered his head in his hands. he needed some fresh air, he needed coffee, he needed sleep, he also needed to desperately find away to take his frustrations out in a legal way. he had a lot of pent up emotions that now, he couldnt figure out which was the strongest, he just knew he was drained and wanted to go home at this point. he was glad his friend was okay, but he was now concerned what he was doing in his past time. but, things were fine.
shinsou was sure of it.