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Staring out at the amazingly talented classmates fighting before him, Aoyama sat in awe on the ground. How could he have done this? How could he have beckoned them all here like this himself? Of course… He didn't do this on his own. There's no way he'd ever find the courage, never. It was. That soft reassuring voice that had spoken before him, and the hand that reached out for his when he'd lost all hope. It was
"Yuuga?" That familiar kind voice struck through his thoughts like a knife, and Aoyama jumped, looking at his seat-mate with wide eyes.
"Ah!! Um- Oui, monsieur?" Aoyama smiled nervously. Iida cocked his head, looking down at the much shorter boy.
"Is everything alright my friend? For someone who just passed the licensing exam, you don't look very happy." Iida smiled softly, a reassuring smile. Aoyama blinked, then smiled and laughed.
"Oh, of course, Iida, monsieur, I assure you everything is fine." Aoyama said sweetly. Iida furrowed his brows, shaking his head.
"I don't believe you're telling the truth, you seem much less talkative than you usually are. You're sure nothing is bothering you?" Iida reached over to put a hand on Aoyama's thin shoulder, causing him to stiffen up, eyes widening again.
"Of c- well…" Aoyama sighed, smiling and chuckling. "You're right, Monsieur Le Président, I suppose I'm just thinking about the actions I took during the exam."
"Hm?" Iida cocked his head, moving his hand from Aoyama's shoulder.
"You see, never before have I found courage to fight like I did earlier, I'm just astonished that I passed at all, really. I owe it all to you, I truly do. Thank you." Aoyama smiled up at Iida shyly. Iida raised his brows, then returned the smile with a big warm one.
"Of course! It is my duty as class president to help all my classmates! And it is my duty as a hero to help those in need. So there's no need to thank me, Yuuga."
Aoyama had never met someone as kind-hearted and pure as Iida, who would do anything for anyone he knew. He smiled yet again and nodded. "Alright then, Mon Amie." He giggled.
The two chat about their interests for a while, about heroes and fighting styles, before their conversation dies down and they sit in silence again. Aoyama sighs and leans back in his chair, letting his eyes close as he relaxes.
But his relaxation is short lived, as Iida's head slumps over against his shoulder, and Aoyama jolts awake, eyes wide. Nothing could be more panic inducing than this; he'd yet to experience it himself, but he's seen plenty of movies to have imagined this killer cliche scenario and the sheer awkwardness of it. He glances to the side at the head on his shoulder, and his face turns red immediately at the expression his eyes are met with. A handsome face that he never imagined could look so soft and peaceful while asleep. There's no way he could wake him up or move him, he must be so tired from all the fighting and stress of the day. Aoyama knew he sure was. He sighed, forcing his eyes away from Iida's sleepy face and out the window. It's not long later before his eyes flutter shut again and he too falls into a peaceful sleep, head leaned against Iida's.
As the bus came to a stop and everyone around started getting rowdy, Aoyama and Iida both jolted awake at the same time. They both had messy hair and still had sleep in their eyes, but Iida rubbed his away with his palm and stood, barking out orders for his classmates to calm down and sit until they were told otherwise by Aizawa-Sensei.
Aoyama stared at Iida with wide eyes as he talked, eyes sparkling. He gulped and looked away. Oh gods. This is ridiculously cliche, Yuuga, stop this at once, you barely know each other and you planned to meet your dream man in France! This is foolish! You can do much better, I mean look at him! He's! Oh… Oh wow… Look away from him don't stare that's weird, Yuuga! Aoyama can't help but put this hands on his cheeks calmly and sigh sweetly as he watches Iida. Handsome, handsome Iida, the Knight in shining armor that rescued him from his tower during the exam. Or, well, the rock he was sitting on to hide. Same difference.