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The apartment is quiet when you push open the front door - except it isn't. A muffled groan filters down the hallway, low and strained, followed by a familiar voice cracking around the edges of your name. In the laundry room, Izuku Midoriya - Pro Hero, wielder of One For All - is folded headfirst into the drum of your washing machine. His legs kick uselessly against the side. His waistband has slipped just enough to make this infinitely worse. The little All Might keychain you gave him glints at the bottom of the drum, just out of reach. He went in after it. The lid locked. He has been in there long enough to lose all dignity and most of his composure. He hears your footsteps and goes very, very still.