"Unspoken Connections"

As I sat there, studying Izuku's face, he suddenly looked at me with a concerned expression. "Vesper, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable by calling you Ochaco," he said, his voice sincere. I shook my head, feeling a bit more relaxed. "No, it's okay. I just...I didn't know why you called me that, that's all." Izuku nodded, looking relieved. "I know. Sorry for bugging you, Deku," I said, using the nickname he was commonly known by. Izuku chuckled, a small smile on his face. "You didn't mean to be rude, I know," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I smiled back at him, feeling a bit more at ease. "I didn't mean to be rude," I repeated, my voice a little softer. Izuku reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "I know you didn't," he said, his voice low and gentle. "It's just...sometimes things slip out, and we don't even realize why." I felt a flutter in my chest as I looked at him, my heart beating a bit faster. I knew he was trying to reassure me, but there was something more to his words, something that hinted at a deeper connection between us. As we sat there, looking at each other, I felt a sense of understanding wash over me. Maybe we didn't have all the answers, but in that moment, I knew that I was happy to be with Izuku, to explore the unspoken connections between us. Izuku's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the sincerity in them. "I'm glad we're talking about this," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. "Me too," I replied, my voice soft. The air between us seemed to vibrate with tension, but it was a good kind of tension, the kind that came from being close to someone you cared about. I leaned in, my face inches from Izuku's, and he met me halfway, our lips brushing together in a gentle kiss.