boku no hero academia is legitimately one of the best manga in serialization right now. the writing and plot are top-notch, the art is phenomenal, the characters both male and female are given loving detail and development… I re-read every new chapter a couple of times over, just to re-experience it and look for new information.
So onemuseleftwrote a thing last night, and since I was the reason why, I figured I should share the words that inspired her fic.
However, they aren’t nearly as fun as hers.
“So is this what you did with my
dad?” Eggsy asks, damn him. The one question Harry would have done
anything to avoid having to answer.
Slumped on the couch, Eggsy is kind of smiling, but in a way that shows he’s unsure
about whether or not he wants to hear the answer. “You teach him how to
make martinis, too?"
"No,” Harry says. Although he would have.
Eggsy just looks at him, holding his martini glass, waiting for
the rest of it.
It’ll be like ripping off a bandage, Harry tells himself. Just
get it over with.
“Your father and I didn’t actually spend any of the
twenty-four hours together,” he says.
Obviously surprised, Eggsy blinks. “Why not?"
"When the candidates were released,” Harry says,
“your father asked me if he could spend the day with his wife and son,
instead of with me. I told him no."
It takes a little bit for the meaning to sink in. Harry watches
Eggsy, waiting for the moment when Eggsy’s hero worship tips the other way,
becomes bitter resentment and righteous anger.
In the beginning, right after Lee’s death, he had hated himself
for that refusal, for not letting Lee spend one last day with his wife and
child. It didn’t matter that he couldn’t have known Lee would not get another
chance. He had never forgiven himself for it – especially once he had actually
met the family Lee would never get to see again.
Eggsy’s eyes harden, just as Harry expected. But he doesn’t get
angry. He just says, very quiet, "So what did he do?"
"Nothing,” Harry says. “He returned to
headquarters and as far as I know he remained there the entire time. I didn’t
see him again until the next day, when it was time for the dog test.” He
looks away. “Your father passed that test, as did James. So we moved on.
Merlin and I took them both into the field. And I believe you know the
Eggsy is silent for a long time. He stares into the alcohol at
the bottom of his glass. After a while he looks up. "Yeah,” he says.
“I guess I do.” He stands up, sets his glass down, and walks away.
Not out the front door, though, as Harry expected. Instead he goes
Harry stands very still, not sure what to do next. Should he go
to Eggsy or not? He has absolutely no idea what happens now.
But Eggsy didn’t leave. No matter what else happens tonight, he
has this much at least. When faced with the knowledge that Harry had denied his
father one last chance to see him, Eggsy had chosen to stay.