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Izuku was making his way to class when, of course, the sky opened up and practically shower the young hero in cold rain droplets.
As Izuku fumbled in his backpack, praying he packed an umbrella, he felt something.
"What a relief" he though as he pulled out an All Might themed umbrella. Dorky? Yes, but still it would keep him dry...or so he thought.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew right through Midoriya, ripping the umbrella from his grasp. "No!" He yelled out as he futilely chased after it.
After a few minutes, he finally found the umbrella...or what remained of it. Well that's a waste of 1100 yen.
Meanwhile, Toshinori had just finished up some last minute paper work, and was making his way over to the school. When he noticed the heavy rain, he promptly opened his umbrella upon walking outside.
If it hadn't been for that paperwork, Toshi probably wouldn't have come across his young successor shivering profusely as he trudged through the flooded streets.
His green curls has stuck flat against his forehead as droplets dripped down his nose onto his chin.
Suddenly, Izuku felt something going over his head, shielding him from the rain. He looked behind him to see his mentor holding an umbrella, protecting both of them.
"No umbrella?" Toshi asked
Izuku hung his head in shame "I had one, but the storm got to it first."
"I should probably get going though, Aizawa will surely tear me a new one if I'm late." Izuku said, not wanting to monopolize the pro hero's time.
But just as he was about to leave the shelter of the umbrella, Toshinori placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Let me walk you home. After all, I can't have you catching a cold."
Toshi could feel the soaked fabric of Midoriya's uniform and how it clung to his small shivering form.
No doubt in his mind, there was no way he was letting his successor keep going this way. Carefully, Toshinori draped his waistcoat around the young hero in training, very similar to how a mama bird drapes her wings around her young to protect them.
"All might what are you do-"
"You're soaking wet, my boy, freezing too."
"But won't you get wet too?"
"Don't worry about me. For now, let's just get to the teacher's lounge so you can dry off. I'll send Aizawa an email explaining the situation."
Izuku probably wouldn't admit it, but right then, he felt safe protected under his mentor's umbrella and wrapped in his jacket. Sure he was still soaked by storm, but he felt a warmth.