Summary:

As Izuku studied the two graceful dancers, the urge to poke fun dissipated rapidly. Shouto was serious this morning, intensely focused… but there was a brightness to his eyes, a flush to his pale cheeks that Izuku wasn’t used to seeing.

In place of that boyish urge to tease, Izuku felt something new arise, something too warm. It made his chest feel tight, his breath coming in as a flutter. He might not have been able to name what it was, but he did know one thing—he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of Shouto. He could barely bring himself to blink.

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Izuku Midoriya was never meant to have an important life. Prince Shouto Todoroki was never allowed to have anything for himself. Together, they defy fate.