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"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"
You could hear a voice moaning from the school infirmary. You wondered whether you should investigate.
You'd been warned against dealing with students with unstable quirks and most of the students that ended up in the nurses office are Class A based.
You looked over at the boy curiously. Most of his fingers look really sore and his entire arm looked ready to fall off.
A few tears fell down the boys face as he gritted his teeth and nursed his broken arm with the other letting out another whine of pain.
You walked over to the bed he was on keeping your distance. He didn't look like he had a fire quirk but you could never be sure.
The last time you were here a blonde kid nearly blew your hand off, never again.
"Hello there. I know it hurts but recovery girl will see you soon." You said as tenderly as you could speaking in a hushed tone. You couldn't help but think he looked so fragile for a UA student.
He looked about your age maybe a tad older. You'd have probably been fond of him had you enlisted instead of going into the family buisness.
"It's ok. It only hurts a little." He answered. His tears were starting to clear up now. He let out a shy blush that covered most of his freckles. He rubbed his puffy eyes and slid deeper into the infirmary bed. He probably didn't know you were watching him you thought absentmindedly.
"So what's your quirk Mr... Midoriya." You asked cheerfully reading over his notes.
Maybe it would be best if you distracted him from the pain.
"Ummm well. Just Izuku is fine-" He started, his face freezing some what from the question.
"I suppose you could say it's super strength." He smiled awkwardly as he messed with the bed clothes, refusing to meet your eyes.
"Is it super strength?" I asked jokingly.
"Don't quirks usually have a name?" I questioned snaking my arm up to tease the covers out of his grasp.
"No I-I ummm I." He started rambling cupping his head in his hands in embarrassment.
"Ouch!" He whimpered settling his raw arm back down at his side and letting out more tears. He frowned and turned away hiding his face in the pillow reflexively.
"Hay it's ok, I was just joking. You don't need to tell me if you don't want to."
I held his hand gently stroking the palm with my thumb.
"Do you want to see my quirk?" I suggested finally making eye contact.
"Ok." He said letting out a small warm smile.
I leaned in closer to him on the bed and held his cheek for balence, then kissed him on the lips.
At first he jumped back frantically before closing his eyes and leaning into the kiss.
His broken arm began to heal rapidly red tender flesh turning milky white.
In a matter of seconds his arm looked good as new.
Izuku looked at the arm in awe. I suppose the quirk was impressive for my age but i'd never seen anyone so intrigued.
"They call my quirk recovery." I explained drawing back. I dipped my hand back down to stoke at his fingers some more.
"Please forgive my forwardedness. I'm only training at the moment it has to be on the lips."
By now Izuku was just coming to terms with what had happened, his face turning red in a hot flush. His goofy smile sofened to reveal a dazed expression.
"I'll go get my grandma, she's the nurse here. A quick examination then you can go." I said holding his hand a little tighter in reassurance.
"See you around Izuku."