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07 — the only thing i've ever had any faith in
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Deku...
[uraraka studies him, the furrow at her brow becoming more and more pronounced by the second.
there's something about his smile that feels—off. out of place on his face. she's always known deku to be the type of person who exemplifies what it means to be a hero, even if that sometimes includes shouldering his burdens on his own. he's gotta be reliable and reassuring and strong, and maybe in the past she thought it was kind of cool of him, but right now he just looks sad. and she doesn't like that.
the hand she keeps on his shoulder squeezes down gently, reassuringly; it's a small effort to ground him, in case he gets that glazed look again.]
We're friends. I'm going to worry about you whether you want me to or not!
Deku...
[uraraka studies him, the furrow at her brow becoming more and more pronounced by the second.
there's something about his smile that feels—off. out of place on his face. she's always known deku to be the type of person who exemplifies what it means to be a hero, even if that sometimes includes shouldering his burdens on his own. he's gotta be reliable and reassuring and strong, and maybe in the past she thought it was kind of cool of him, but right now he just looks sad. and she doesn't like that.
the hand she keeps on his shoulder squeezes down gently, reassuringly; it's a small effort to ground him, in case he gets that glazed look again.]
We're friends. I'm going to worry about you whether you want me to or not!
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her eyes widen into saucers at the sight of his tears, but she doesn't recoil or avert her gaze. even as she, rather dumbly, spends a good second merely looking on, her mouth slightly agape as she internally fumbles for the right course action, uraraka understands. she understands that it'd taken time and trust for him to be this vulnerable with her.
....but still.... what would a good friend in this situation do? uhhhh... uhhhhhhhhh....
oh, to hell with it.
without a word of warning, she rushes forward, her arms wrapped around his torso in a big, tight bear hug. uraraka's not sure if it'll really do the job of comforting him, but she gives it a shot, anyways.]