The more Kaworu shakes, the more firmly he holds him and softly strokes his hair. Midoriya can't stand for the disservice Kaworu does himself because it rends him so deep and tears him apart from others. His voice is low and rippled through with iron.

"They weren't here to see who you've grown to be. All your efforts to learn about people and connect with them mean something. I believe in your dream. Don't throw it away."

Isn't it a good thing, to have your heart open to other people? Kaworu once said. Then they kissed, and Midoriya wanted to give him everything he didn't have before. Friendship, love, family, people looking out for him, a host of new experiences--roller skating, slushies on a hot day...