𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 || 𝐬. 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 || 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎

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"So... Did Mr. Aizawa get mad at you like I thought he would?" Denki snickered as you accepted the incoming call.

You shook your head and threw your bag onto the desk. Homework can wait until later. "He was passed out on the sofa again, so maybe when he wakes up."

Denki paused for a moment before continuing with an evil-looking smirk on his face. "Hey, speaking of Mr. Aizawa. I had an idea."

"I'm probably going to regret asking, but what is your idea, Denki?" You sighed, forcing a smile as you responded.

The smirk widened. "Actually, Sero helped me come up with it. It's kinda more of a good laugh for us if you do it."

The smile on your face dropped and fear replaced it. "This really isn't going to turn out well for me then, huh?"

"It's not that bad. I mean, I wouldn't do it even if you agreed to do all my homework for a week, but I'm sure you'll be fine!" He waved his hand in front of the camera, reassuring you - or at least, trying to.

You became skeptical. "And what happens if I don't do whatever it is you want me to do?"

"Uh. I'll tell Todoroki that you like him," he said, smiling cheekily.

Heat rose into your face. "I don't like him!"

"Mhm. Sure. And my hair isn't yellow. Now listen to my idea already," he whined.

You rolled your eyes and waited.

"Sero said that Aizawa would probably be scary if you did this, so keep me on the phone."

"Wait. Why would-"

"Because he basically ignores you all the time, meaning he doesn't like you too much. now, shut up and listen to me!" You snapped your mouth shut. "I dare you to call him dad."

At first, you stared at the screen in shock, before you came back. "Bitch- What the fuck? I'm not calling him dad. The last time I spoke to him he completely blew me off. Do you want me to die?" You glared at Denki through the phone screen.

The smirk came back. "You know we're in the same class, right? I can just walk up to Todoroki and-"

"Fine! Whatever! But just because I like Shouto and you got something to blackmail me with doesn't mean I'm going to do whatever you say after this!" you yelled, getting up from the comfort of your bed. Shit. Wait.

He rose a brow at this. "Oh? But I thought you didn't like him."

"I'm going to end this fucking call I swear to god." you deadpanned, ignoring what he just said.

Denki's laughter rang out from the phone in your hand as you opened your bedroom door and stepped out into the main room. Your target was laid on the sofa, like he'd been when you first entered the house.

"Denki. I don't want to do this," you whispered. "It's even worse that I have to wake him up from his nap."

"Come on, (y/n)..." he whined again, dragging out the end of your name.

You kneeled next to Mr. Aizawa. "If I get in trouble and die from fear, I hope you choke while laughing and die with me."

"Violent much?" Denki whispered.

"Dad, wake up," you whispered, poking the sleeping man. You heard a snort from the other end of the phone. "Dad?"

A groan was heard from beneath the pillow over his face. "What?"

You blinked, soul returning to your body. Shit. What now? "Uh, I need help with my homework?"

"Give me five more minutes..." he whispered, Turning over and pulling the blanket over himself.

Denki was full-on crying from laughter by the point you got back to your bedroom. "I need help with my homework? Is that seriously what you said?"

You glared as he continued to laugh. "I panicked. He was surprisingly calm, but if he knew I woke him up for no reason then he would definitely be upset with me."

"Man... I expected more of a reaction from him. I'm disappointed by you're performance, (y/n)," Denki sighed. "Hey, but he's gonna help you with his homework! Can you-"

"Don't even ask," you said, rolling your eyes. "But... maybe if you forget about me liking Shouto then I'll give you the answers tomorrow morning."

"Damn it, but then I'll have nothing to use against you in the future."