When Shinso finally got up to Izuku's part of the house, he walked in on Uraraka and Izuku have a wrestling match, much to his confusion. Izuku was supposed to be slumped over depressed, what the hell happened?

"Um..." Shinso said, trailing off.

Uraraka and Izuku both snapped their heads to the other male. "Shinso! You gotta help me." Uraraka pleaded, holding Izuku down, but just barely as the green haired boy continued to squirm.

"No, Shinso you need to help me! Tell her there's nothing wrong with me! I feel just fine." Izuku said with a groan as he strained to push the brunette off him. Unfortunately, he hadn't eaten a real meal in a while and was a bit shaky and weak.

Shinso kneeled down in front of him, ruffling his hair as he spoke. "If you were really okay, you'd be able to get her off without my help." He said, letting a pinch of sadness leak into his voice as he spoke.

Izuku struggled still, not giving up yet. "I'm naturally weak, you knows this! It has nothing to do with me being okay or not." He argued.

The brunette on top of him huffed and moved from sitting to laying on him. She rested her head on his, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist as his movements finally stopped. "Just let us help a little, okay? We just want to help." She whispered to him.

He squeezed his eyes tightly, but nodded.

Uraraka carefully got off Izuku, letting Shinso help him to his feet. "Couch, now." She instructed, walking over to the kitchen table to grab the McDonalds bag and a few bottles of propel for all of them.

Izuku huffed, but let Shinso drag him over to the couch. Izuku, like he normally did when these two forced him to take somewhat care of himself, pushed himself to the furthest edge of his couch, wrapping a blanket tightly around him and keeping his eyes glued to the tv. He still thought that if he just ignored them enough, they'd leave.

They never did.

The three of them stayed in Izuku living room, watching movie after movie for a few hours. Shinso and Uraraka shared a little bit of conversation, but Izuku never joined them. He didn't feel like it and both of them respected that.

When the drums and guitar started from the floor below them, Shinso groaned and Uraraka just looked confused.

"What's that?" She asked, not knowing much about the new neighbors.

"The idiots downstairs." Shinso answered. "I told Denki that they shouldn't practice today, but did he listen? No, he never does." He said, pulling out his phone and hoping that his boyfriend kept his ringer on.

After a few rings, the noise downstairs halted and Kaminari answered his phone.

"Hello?" He asked, confused as to why his boyfriend was calling him.

"I told you guys to not practice today." Shinso said with another groan, looking over at Izuku who was completely zooned out.

"Babe, you didn't give a reason and we can't just not practice because you ask us to randomly." Kaminari said with a huff as he sat down on one of the amps. He was scolded by Shoto and was up a few seconds later.

"I can't just tell you, it's Midoriya's problem and he get's to decide who knows." Shinso said back, deciding to not betray his friend for the second time that day.

"What's wrong with Midoriya?" Kaminari asked, catching the attention of Shoto and Katsuki.

"Shit, we forgot about that." Katsuki said as the two toned boy nodded, already taking his guitar off and leaning it against a wall.

"Wait, you two know? What is it?" Kaminari asked, his interest peaked. His boyfriend had been disappearing every now and then to hang out with Izuku for a reason he'd never tell him and his curiosity is killing him.

"Denks, seriously none of your business." Shinso said quickly.

"Awe, c'mon! Everyone else knows!" Kaminari whined to his boyfriend, even though he knew he'd never figure it out. He had been asking for months and still didn't know.

"I don't know." Kirishima said with a shrug, moving to sit down on the couch.

"You don't count." Kaminari said right back, laughing slightly when Kirishima gasped and held a hand over his heart.

"You wound me bro, you wound me." He said.

Shinso cleared his throat, catching his boyfriend's attention once again. "Denki, please just go home and get rid of the other morons that don't live downstairs. Please? For me?" He asked, knowing the blond couldn't say no to that.

"You're mean and underhanded, you know that?" Kaminari asked, putting his guitar away and getting ready to leave.

"Love you." Shinso said with a soft smile.

Kaminari chuckled a little at his one eighty. "Love you to." He said before ending the call.

"Okay, c'mon Kiri, we have to leave apparently." Kaminari instructed.

"Do I get to know why or no?" Kirishima asked, not sounding like he even needed to know. He was just a little curious.

Katsuki shook his head. "No, just leave." He said.

Kaminari and Kirishima, who were both used to his attitude, didn't take it personal and left with goodbyes.

Once they were both gone, Katsuki let out a sigh and collapsed onto his boyfriend, who had taken over Kirishima's spot on the couch. "That fucking nerd." He said, shaking his head.

Shoto just hummed in response and dragged a hand through the blond's hair.

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"Holy shit Mido, just go to fucking bed." Shinso said with a groan. It was the next night and Uraraka and Shinso were barely staying awake while Izuku had been up for over twenty four hours and didn't seem to be crashing any time soon.

"I don't have a switch in my brain that I can flip and suddenly I sleep like every other normal human being, Shinso!" Izuku said, clearly distressed with the fact the had been trying and failing to sleep for a while now. Whenever it was particularly hard for him to sleep, he was always hard on himself and overly frustrated.

"Well how did Todoroki and Bakugou get you to sleep?! Todoroki said they got you to so don't bother lying." Shinso said, seeing as Izuku was about to deflect his question.

Just like that, the green haired boy clamped up and didn't say anything else.

"Oh my god I'm going to kill him." Uraraka said, yawning right after.

"Uraraka, just go sleep in Mido's room. I can handle him." Shinso said, waving off the girl, who didn't fight him too hard on it.

Once it was just the two of them, Shinso ran a hand down his face and let out a breath. "Help me help you." He said, but was met with silence.

Izuku had turned his entire body around so he could look out the window at the stars and completely avoid Shinso all together. Which is why he didn't notice he pulled out his phone and dialed a number until he started talking.

"Sorry to wake you up, but he's been awake for longer than I care to admit. I need your guys' help." Shinso said, shushing Izuku as he started to protest.

A few seconds later he spoke again. "Yeah, thanks. Just come right up. Yup, bye." He said, hanging up the phone.

Izuku was glaring daggers at him. "What're you doing?! Why would you wake them up?" He snapped.

"Because you need to fucking sleep! And I don't want to deal with your bitchy sleep deprived self anymore." Shinso snapped right back, instantly regretting it when he saw the tears in Izuku's eyes.

"It's not like I'm trying to be like this, you asshole." Izuku said, turning back to the window again.

Shinso sighed, knowing he was gonna be in trouble until he at least got some sleep. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant." He apologized, but Izuku just continued to ignore him.

Soon enough, a very tired looking Shoto and Katsuki walked into Izuku's part of the house.

"What the hell did you do?" Katsuki asked, being able to see how upset Izuku was.

"Called you two." Shinso said.

"And called me a bitch." Izuku hissed at him.

"Shinso, just go crash on our couch." Shoto said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Gladly." Shinso mumbled, walking right out of Izuku's home and into the lower level.

Once he was gone, Katsuki shut the door and locked it for the night so no one would break in, seeing as they weren't in the nicest part of town.

Shoto made his way over to the couch Izuku was on, sitting next to him. The green haired boy made no movement or acknowledgment, making Shoto sigh. "C'mere Midoriya, you're exhausted and you know this helps." He said.

Izuku stayed still and silent.

Until Katsuki huffed and picked him up. Izuku let out a squeal as the blond sat down where he had been and placed him on his lap. "You're being fucking difficult for someone who broke into our house two nights ago for snacks." He muttered quietly.

Izuku crossed his arms as he rested his forehead against the blond's chest. "I wanted snacks, not to sleep on you." He shot back.

"That didn't stop you though." Shoto pointed out.

The smaller boy fisted his hands into his hair. "I shouldn't be like this! I shouldn't only be able to sleep when I'm with you guys! Don't either of you realize how fucked up that is? How fucked up I am?" He asked, tears once again welling up in his eyes.

"We're all fucked up, get over it." Katsuki said, grabbing his hands away from his hair before he hurt himself and hugging him to his chest. "Just get some fucking sleep and yell at us in the morning."

Izuku softly cried into the blond's chest, who didn't seem to mind. Katsuki just let one hand travel through his green curls and the other trace small circles on his back, hoping that it helped at least a little. Eventually the shaking stopped and Izuku's breathing evened out.

"It's cute, watching you be worried about someone." Shoto spoke up as he leaned his head onto Katsuki's shoulder.

"Yeah well it's my fucking fault he's like this, helping him sleep is the least I could do." Katsuki muttered, his guilt as clear as day.

"You sure helping him sleep is all you're doing?" Shoto asked with a knowing smirk.

Katsuki shook his head at the other male. "Just go to bed." He said, a small smile on his face.

"Hm, I'm already ten steps ahead of you." Shoto mumbled.

"Yeah, yeah, aren't you always?"