Iida’s frown doesn’t let up– nothing about this is funny. “Educated guess,” you joke in an attempt the ease the electrifying energy between the two of you. “How could you have made that decision on your own? How could you have thought that… that I would consider you a hindrance?” “How selfish of you!” Iida couldn’t help but raise his voice, yet flinches when you finally look up at him, but with a look of surprise and guilt. I was just making things easier for the two of us.” God knows that I would have held you back. “I didn’t want to keep you from your dream, Iida. You cover Tenma’s ears, and make sure your eyes are fixated to the top of his head. “Why? If you were pregnant why did you leave?” Is his son why you left him? Why on Earth would you have done that? Iida couldn’t imagine why he was damned to such a cruel reality for the past 5 years– why was he kept from meeting his own flesh and blood? He couldn’t understand it. “But,” Iida clenches his fist and glances at Tenma. Where had you gotten that idea from? There was no mistaking who fathered the boy clinging to your abused pajama pants, and yet you thought he was here to offer you his pity? “I don’t want your pity.” Iida couldn’t believe his ears. Pride kept you grounded, and Tenma ducked a little further behind your leg. How could you dare to meet his eyes, when you knew that you’d just break seeing his yearning expression? How could you explain why you had left him those years ago three weeks after he had proposed to you, to disappear, and to reappear with a boy that looked just like him? How could you tell him that you just wanted to get your share of food because if you didn’t, you’d have to starve because you gave all of yours to your underweight son?
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You refuse to make eye contact with Iida, knowing full well that it’d only heighten the tension that had developed since he ran into you. Now, he was confronted with the haggard sight of you, accompanied by a frail-looking boy with dark hair and little exhaust pipes protruding from his exposed calves. He had been out for a jog when he passed you by, recognizing you before you realized it was him who brushed past you. “(Y/n)…” Iida whispers, his hands shaking as he held them at his sides. His father who wouldn’t stop staring at you. You pursed your lips– you hated seeing Tenma struggle to see, but you couldn’t afford new glasses for him after his first pair broke when his quirk suddenly manifest Tenma, just like his father, had engines in his scrawny legs. “Who’s that?” Tenma asks in a small voice, his eyes squinting a little as he looked up at the man who had stopped you before you could turn the corner to enter the building. But the longer you stood there, dressed still in your pajamas on the way to a food bank with your little son, Tenma, in tow, you couldn’t ignore the sinking feeling of exhausted resignation building in your stomach. You really wished that he of all people didn’t have to see you like this. (oh please I rlly love izuku and kiri with my whole life so if u wanna send another request please feel free) finding good gifs of tokoyami was hard fml I’ll do Iida and Tokoyami, since they were the first two you mentioned! Remember that scenario requests are limited to two characters per request!! But I know you were excited so its no big deal
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