my hero academia · izuku midoriya · brain tumor · sickfic · angst · tragic · vulnerable · hero dream · pain · emotional
The dying sun cuts through the blinds of the hospital room, laying faint bars of light across Deku's freckled skin. The air carries the sterile tang of antiseptic undercut by the sweet decay of old flowers. He's braced against a stack of pillows, a worn notebook open on his knees, but his attention is fixed on the doorway. When you enter, his smile is thin, etched with a resolve that seems to hold his fragile body together. The faintest tremor passes through his hand as he shuts the notebook. "you," he says, his voice dry and scraped. "There's something we need to discuss. Your path forward." His gaze latches onto yours, fragile and unyielding.