Lovely (A MomoJiro Story)

Are You Alright?

TRIGGER WARNING: HOMOPHOBIA

Momo POV

"Gay?! What do you mean your gay?!" Mother said.

"Yes Mother, Father. I am a lesbian. I have felt this way about girls for a long time and just put it aside because I was scared to tell you."

"No. Your wrong- THIS is wrong." She yelled

I knew some thing like this would happen. They were really religious and homophobic. Once they thought that Shoto was gay (which he is) and they told Endeavor, but I convinced them that we were dating. I expected to be sad but I wasn't. I was.. angry. However, I stayed silent waiting for her to stop.

"You are NOT welcome here."

"Y-your kicking me out?!?"

"Yes. We are."

"Dad! Please say something to her!!" I yell.

"..." he doesn't respond.

"Dad..."

"..."

"I shouldn't even HAVE to come out to you. I mean did you have to come out as straight to Grandmother and Grandfather?"

"..."

"Ya know what? Fine. I will leave."

I walk upstairs to my room to get my things. When I close my door I sort of expected myself to burst into tears and start sobbing on the floor. But I didn't. I think I was still so fueled with rage and adrenaline my body couldn't cry yet. As I was packing my things I found a picture of me, Kaminari, Shoto, and Jirou.

Wow I never noticed how pretty Jirou was..."

Then I shook the thought away and continued to pack my bag. I didn't pack all that much in the first place so I didn't take me very long.

"Good bye mother, Father."

"Good bye Momo."

"..." Father doesn't respond again.

"I hope I never see you again."

Marry freaking Christmas to me I guess

As I walked out the door, I swear I heard mother say "same here."

It was only about an hour walk back to the dorms. It was a beautiful winter day out. It was surprisingly not that cold out today I could feel the wind in my hair as I walked. I was wearing a dark gray sweater, leggings, and Uggs.

I was trying not to think about it as hard as I possibly could, but it didn't work.

Thoughts swarmed my head. Her words kept replaying over and over again.

"This is wrong.... leave"

They never want to see me again. They hate me. Why didn't Father say anything? Did he secretly support me and just not want to say anything? If I get married to a girl will they come to the wedding?

Suddenly, I couldn't stop it any longer. Tears burst out of my eyes. My knees were weak. I could barely walk. I need to stop, take a break from walking, I knew this but I continued walking and just tried to hide my face. Until... I couldn't anymore. I almost fell to my knees before I caught myself.

I spotted a bench nearby and walked over.

I sat down and put my bag next to me. I manage to make myself a tissue and just... cried. I didn't cry to much however. I was holding my self back so that no one would hear me or see me.

I decided I would just stop thinking about it so I thought about anything and everything else that I could.

My mind wandered back to the photo I found earlier. But not all of the photo. Just one thing. Jirou.

Then I started to think about her more. Her music, her kind face, calming voice, her beautiful short hair....

Do I like Kyoka Jirou?

...

No. I don't. I can't. Right?
I need to ask Shoto about this when I get home.

I realized I was calm and got up to start walking again.

I wish I could talk to Mother and Father about these things. Even before they knew I was gay. Anytime I mentioned even the word boy it was "Marrige!" And "Is it Shoto?"

I was almost home when the thoughts started to come back. Again the same things came back into my head and I started to cry again. I didn't want to stop because it was getting dark so I saw no point.

I reached the gates and stopped for a moment. I suddenly remembered that it was Christmas and Mother still kicked me out. I cried a little harder.

When I reached for the door, tears still streaming down my face, my hand was hovering above the doorknob shaking. I opened the door and walked into the common room.

I could barely see through my tears, but from what I saw, Shoto, Kaminari, Bakugo, and of course Jiro were there. I think there were more people but I couldn't see them.

I was hiding my face and trying to walk back to my room when Kami noticed me.

"Hey Momo!" I turned around to pretty much everyone staring at me.

"Momo what are you doing back so soo- are you alright?" Shoto asked me.

"Yeah I-I'm fine. G-good night guys"

I walk upstairs to my room and don't even unpack my things before I flop on the bed and start crying. But this time, I don't hold back. Full on sobs. Until... I here a knock.

"Hey Yoamomo? Can I come in?"

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