I...I like you, too. [Even muffled by his hands, the words feel clumsy on his tongue, unprepared as he was to actually say them. He's only had a couples days to actually process and accept these feelings, afterall. There's a reason he had decided to write a letter instead.]
I haven't known for long either. [Izuku ducks his head, voice soft as he admits this. Finally, he lowers his hands. His face is still as red as before, and though Shouto's confession (???!) makes his heart beat faster and makes him happy, the incredulity still lingers.] I guess I didn't think you'd, um, f-feel the same way.
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I haven't known for long either. [Izuku ducks his head, voice soft as he admits this. Finally, he lowers his hands. His face is still as red as before, and though Shouto's confession (???!) makes his heart beat faster and makes him happy, the incredulity still lingers.] I guess I didn't think you'd, um, f-feel the same way.