Those two times, and some others, had given Shouto nightmares. He'd been a mess for a few days afterwards, even knowing Izuku would pull through, because he'd come so close to losing him.

The world needed Izuku Midoriya, true. The world needed its next Symbol of Peace. But Shouto needed him too. He had no idea what kind of person he would be like now had it not been for Izuku tearing his way into his life during that sports festival battle so many years ago.

"Okay," Shouto agreed easily, moving back so he could press a kiss to Izuku's mouth again and give the other room to adjust himself. "Scoot back up and lie down. I'll make you feel good."