His Twin

One Hundred and Thirty

Just the headline of that newspaper, I don't have the rest of the comic sorry (ᗒᗩᗕ)

"Looks who finally shows up." Re-Destro says as I walk in late for meeting. "The queen is never late, everyone is simply early."  I respond , taking my seat next to Hawks and Toga, as you can tell I am in a much better mood. I mean, I just spent most of the day with my family, or part of it, not to mention that I had some proper soba for breakfast. "So what did I miss?" I ask, "Me complaining about the chicken here." Hawks answers.

"Can we talk about the soba too while we're at it? I am seriously ready to try to convince Dabi to cook me some instead." I say "And he generally turns anything but cup ramen to mush."

"I do fucking not!" Dabi argues as Hawks tries not to laugh. "You do fucking to!" I argue before pausing "Actually you're right, it's either mush or cremated." I update my argument.

And you can probably tell how the rest of the meeting went from there. Lord Stress Death gives up on trying to have the meeting, it was rescheduled for Monday; the day of the operation so that will be a fun day.

I leave the room, Dabi and Hawks following behind me "Someone seems more hyper today." Dabi notes, rubbing my head a little. "I had some proper soba this morning." I reason.

"Soba leaves marks on your neck?" Hawks asks, making me blush, before adding how he must not be eating the dish correctly. I thought I had enough concealer on to cover them. "Shut up." I mumble before elbowing Hawks then Dabi in the ribs "I don't tease you guys."

"You would if you knew when we do it." Toya smirk like he just foiled my pranking plans. "Funny," I too now wearing a smirk "how come you Toya wouldn't let Takami go shopping with Toga after declining to yourself yesterday then Not to mention the mark on the back of his neck." We are at my room and alone in the hallway. Immediately after my statement, the couple turn a bright red. I just give them a wink as I shut my door. Oh the perks of being observant.

On to the day, Thursday🌄

I get up with less of a need for espresso, only two this morning. Guess I'm alone-somniac, I only lack sleep when I sleep alone.

I get my pants on before going to the bathroom to make sure that all of the marks on my neck are properly concealed before putting my wig on. Just in time for someone to knock on my bedroom door rapidly, "Coming!" I call in response.

I open the door and standing there is a shirtless Hawks "Weird question, do you mind helping me cover that mark, and what happened to your arm?" oh yeah, I still haven't put a shirt on over my sports bra.

"Come on in and I'll see what I can do." I reply, letting him in before shutting the door. "Got the concealer?" I ask, though confused since his costume's shirt is a turtle neck, not to mention how high the collar is on his jacket. "Shit, that's what I forgot." I grab my own to see if it's the right shade.

"Well, I got some bad news:" I say after comparing the two "you, my dear brother, have a tan line." I hear Hawks let out a sigh of relief as I apply the makeup "Don't see why you need it when your costume covers the mark." I voice as I notice a couple red blotches on my bandaged arm, looks like I'm going to change those before I get a shirt on.

"Well if someone didn't point it out yesterday I wouldn't be so hyper aware of it and it doesn't help that I have to talk with Endeavor while I'm out." he huffs.

"Well," I step away from my fellow number two "let him know I said hi." I smile. "You still haven't told me what happened to your arm." the blond reminds me as he turns around, he's in my spinney chair. "Shit." I reply going in to the bathroom "Oh, can you pick a shirt out for me while you're in here." I add. 

"Only if you tell me a story Ty-chan."

"Whatever."  I take the first-aid kit out before unmummifying my arm. Fuck, a couple of the cuts are deeper than the others and I had intended. I dab the peroxide on the cuts before placing the gauze, "Ty," Hawks says, now at the bathroom door "you have absolutely no short-sleeve shirts other than your work one."

"For obvious reasons." I eye roll, holding up my left arm that is still yet or be under wraps and a piece of gauze falls off and onto the floor. I can practically see my dear brother's eyes pop out at the horizontal cut on my wrist. "What the hell happened?" Hawks asks, now at my side and holding that arm in his hand. "Life." I answer simply, the bird inspects the cuts even removing the gauze to look at the other ones. He gets to wrap it then, "They're self inflicted, aren't they?" Hawks finally asks as he looks at me. I didn't answer, but I think he already knows the answer as he asks his next question "Does anyone else know?"

"Sho, Kat and Izu knows that I've did in the past, but Izuku saw these ones last night after I, you know." I reply. 

"So Toya doesn't know."

"Nope."

"Do you want him to know?"

"I don't know." I answer, Hawks gives an understanding nod before giving me a hug "If you ever need to talk just let me and we can split a bucket of chicken."

"I'll keep the offer in mind, now I really need to finish getting ready Hawks." I tell him. "How when you only have long sleeve shirts?!" the hero throw his arms up in the air, "Just grab me a fucking shirt idiot!" I sigh before grabbing the gauze to take care of my arm. 

"But it's spring and you are wearing long sleeve shirts."  

"And in winter I've ran around in a sports bra and short-shorts, does it look like I care about the seasons?"  

"Alright, you have a point." Hawks admits from the bedroom as I finish wrapping up my arm.

I step out of the bathroom just in time to catch a shirt that came my way, "Thank you." it's a maroon turtle neck. I pull it on, adjust the wig and make sure my eye makeup is still good. "Well, I better finish getting ready, tootles!" Hawks leaves. I just shake my head as I sit down on my bed, ready for a day of laziness.

And I have Wifi. Also, as an FYI, I may pause the story because I am pretty much caught up with the manga. BUT I will try to work on Her Twin and Her Mentor while I am away.