[Izuku was 28 years old when he died. He's always been reckless, he's always been somebody who'd throw himself in the line of fire when he thought he could help. Ever since that fateful day he met All Might, Izuku's never really cared that much about his own wellbeing.
He should've.
He ran into a quickly collapsing building on fifty percent of One for All, he's found his successor. Maybe it's early, but he knows himself and he knows what kind of trouble he can get into. His arms have deteriorated after years of overdoing it. It was time.
He could've waited, but he was first on the scene. There were people inside and he's never been one to wait patiently. What if what if what if-- None of that matters now.
He did save the people in the building. A small comfort.
Maybe he should be keeping an eye out on his successor. A boisterous but kindhearted girl who sincerely declared she wanted to help people and backed it up with her every action. They weren't the same, exactly, but both their hearts were in the right place when he chose her. He's sorry to suddenly leave her without a proper mentor for One for All, but Shouto knows his secret too.
In the end, it's not his successor he's tied to. They would have been close if he had stayed alive. In the end, it's Shouto. Sweet, sincere, kind Shouto who he loved with his whole heart ever since their third year of high school. And he died on him yesterday. He doesn't know if Shouto's in shock or numb or- He doesn't know what to do to soothe Shouto the way he could while he was alive.
His hands pass through him, his words don't seem to reach him. If he still had a heart it would drop into the pit of his stomach.]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Shouto. I never wanted to hurt you. Not like this.
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Ghost AU
He should've.
He ran into a quickly collapsing building on fifty percent of One for All, he's found his successor. Maybe it's early, but he knows himself and he knows what kind of trouble he can get into. His arms have deteriorated after years of overdoing it. It was time.
He could've waited, but he was first on the scene. There were people inside and he's never been one to wait patiently. What if what if what if-- None of that matters now.
He did save the people in the building. A small comfort.
Maybe he should be keeping an eye out on his successor. A boisterous but kindhearted girl who sincerely declared she wanted to help people and backed it up with her every action. They weren't the same, exactly, but both their hearts were in the right place when he chose her. He's sorry to suddenly leave her without a proper mentor for One for All, but Shouto knows his secret too.
In the end, it's not his successor he's tied to. They would have been close if he had stayed alive. In the end, it's Shouto. Sweet, sincere, kind Shouto who he loved with his whole heart ever since their third year of high school. And he died on him yesterday. He doesn't know if Shouto's in shock or numb or- He doesn't know what to do to soothe Shouto the way he could while he was alive.
His hands pass through him, his words don't seem to reach him. If he still had a heart it would drop into the pit of his stomach.]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Shouto. I never wanted to hurt you. Not like this.