Alright I'm really bad at all this so this is kinda a work in progress
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Your POV
As you enter the dorm room, the smell of fresh cookies fills the air. Your boyfriend, Deku, has been out of training for a week due to a leg injury. Even though recovery girl told him to take it easy, you can always find him up and about, whether it's writing an essay for extra credit, or making the bed for when you get home, deku always has to be a busy bee.
As you walk into your cozy eat in kitchen, you see deku in a pair of high waisted pajamas and an oversized t-shirt taking a batch of warm, fresh chocolate chip cookies out of the oven, your favorite treat.
"Deku!" You gasp, surprised by his sudden appearance. "You should be in bed, resting." Deku Hands you a plate with three warm cookies on it and a frosty glass full of milk. You accept, following him as he strides cheerfully into the living room. Really he more hobbled cheerfully, seeing as his sprained ankle still hasn't healed, but you get the idea.
As he pulls out a seat for you, your eyes meet. If only for a moment, your engrossed by his selflessness, his kind blue eyes meeting yours, glazed like honey, and sweet like it too. You love him more than you previously thought you could love. "Deku, your still hurt, let's get you into bed."
You guide his way into the bedroom and prop him up onto the pillows. "Y/n, I'm fine, I'm only out as a precaution." He flashes a cute smile, as to show you that he's okay. You don't buy into it. "You still need rest, you'll be back in no time." You slip out of your school uniform and change into a tank top and pajamas. "I'll only rest if I get to be the big spoon" Deku quips. Even though you've been dating for a few months, Deku still flirts like crazy. He's always been the loverboy, but today is your day to take care of him.
You skip under the covers with him and he wraps his right arm around your stomach, pulling you in closer. You turn your head towards him and he pecks you on the cheek, tender as could be. His arm slowly climbs up until he's caressing your cheek. "I love you, y/n."
