Whispers

An Interesting Outing

Izuku threw on some clothes and exited his room. The smell of fresh breakfast wafted into his face and he couldn't help but smile a little. He missed seeing his mother's face in the morning along with her wonderful breakfast. He walked to the kitchen and his Mother turned around with a smile on her face, "Good morning, Izuku. I was hoping a good breakfast would help you get better." She said. Izuku noticed her expression fall at the bags under his eyes and he tried to push away the guilt he felt for making her worry. She set down the food at the table along with some orange juice and sat down. Izuku followed after her and stuffed the food into his mouth, "What's with the jacket? Are you going out?"

Izuku swallowed his food at stared at his plate, "Uh, yeah."

His mother hummed, "Be careful."

"I will."

After breakfast, Izuku slipped on his shoes and opened the door, "Do you want me to get anything while I'm out?" He asked his mother. She smiled sheepishly, "Could you pick up some groceries on you're way back?"

Izuku smiled as she handed him the list, "It's no problem."

He made his way out of the house and reluctantly walked the trip to the cafe. He noticed a well-dressed man at the counter and he could notice a few girls ogling him as he spoke with the woman at the counter, and even she let her eyes wander as they spoke. Izuku shook his head and headed in with a sigh. He glanced around and thought maybe this was a set up to make him look stupid and wait here for no one. He contemplated on leaving as he tapped his foot staring at the door, longing to step out, go to the store and go back home,

"Ah, I was expecting you to think that, but where's the fun in that? So, I decided to be considerate and show up early." An annoying voice perked up behind him and without hesitation Izuku replied,

"Since when are you considerate?"

"Fair point."

Izuku turned to face Mikumo and was a little surprised when he noticed he was the same man who was standing at the counter earlier, and he could still see a few girls staring at him, especially the girl at the counter. He was also a bit intimidated by the height difference between the two of them and it made him feel even smaller than before. Mikumo held out two drinks and set one Izuku's shoulder and started walking towards the door. He panicked at grabbed the drink before it fell over and spilt and he stood there with the cup in confusion. Mikumo rolled his eyes and beckoned him over and Izuku rushed over quickly. Out of the blue, he noticed whispers around him and he looked around to see the same girls talking to their friends and shooting looks at him. It made him feel self-conscious and insecure. He didn't like when people whispered about him, because it happened so often before, it made him feel gross inside when it happens again. It made him feel even worse when he knew they were actually talking about him, assuming by the way they were looking at him, it wasn't anything that nice. They were walking out of the cafe and quietly on the sidewalk and Izuku was still staring at the ground. Was it because he didn't put much effort into what he wore that day? Or the fact he looked terrible with the eye bags and bandages. Probably both to be honest, and he wouldn't be surprised,

"Man, I wonder how the lady at the counter would feel if she realized she was checking out a minor in a not so innocent way." Mikumo laughed beside him, "Why are you dressed like that?" Izuku asked after he was pulled from his thoughts, "I haven't been out in public like this for a long while so I got excited." He replied, happily. Izuku really didn't want to be there at the moment and being in public with people looking at him once in a while didn't help. He looked at his drink and sipped it cautiously, expecting it to be poisoned or something. To his surprise, it was a sweet coffee drink that tasted just the way he liked it and he drank more of it in delight. He could hear Mikumo chuckle beside him and Izuku stopped when he realized this drink was ordered by Mikumo, "Don't be mad, but I surfed your memory again to find out what you liked."