Sketchbook Boy- A Tododeku Story

Chapter 23 : Day 14 : Thank You

Midoriya's POV

I wake up with a screaming alarm ringing in my ears, making my ear drums feel like they are about to burst like a balloon would when poked with a pin. Despite my efforts to untangle myself from my sheets to find my phone, my body still aches from the other day. Giving up, I try and remember why I set my so I lay back and stare at the ceiling.

Last Night, after I had finished my portrait of Todoroki, we ended up star gazing for a bit before the bi-haired male lectured me about my recklessness. I mean he wasn't wrong, I have been reckless and he still doesn't know about next week. It's not that I don't want to tell him, it was just last night was actually pretty nice after I told him the majority of what had happened, I decided to let it rest and tell him another day but now I regret that. If I tell him now, it'll just be awkward. 'Fuck me and procrastination' 

Once it got late and Todoroki had finished lecturing me, we decided that we should actually meet up and finish our project, which we are very behind now thanks to my idiocy. Although, Todoroki insisted I shouldn't go out and rest my wounds so I should stay in my dorm and he should come over. Of course, I refused and it was a sort of back and forth until eventually, I gave in. 

I groan at the realisation that Todoroki is coming here but ignore it, tiredness creeping up on me again. So, I manage to untangle my arm from the mess on my bed and feel for my phone, eventually finding it and turning that stupid alarm off. Finally at peace, I lay backwards and close my eyes. Telling myself only 5 minutes. 

I awake to a patient knocking at my door and my immediate thought is 'not again'. That is until I hear the sweet but impatient voice of Todoroki, who was telling to hurry up and unlock my door. Five more minutes my ass. Reluctantly, I let myself fall out of bed and struggle towards the door, the duvet falling off of me as I do. Once I unlock the door and open it, I see the stunning view of a particular Todoroki, who despite his extravagant features, looks incredibly annoyed. That is until he sees me, and the face of frustration turns into one of hilarity. 

"You only just woke up?" he says, in a monotone voice, but it was laced with the forced struggles of holding back laughter, 

"I meant to get up.... I really did. But my bed was so comfortable." I explain, earning a chuckle from the taller male as he waltz into my dorm. A stark contrast from the nervous struggling he did on the first day. He walks to the extremely messy table placed in the centre of the room and places down a blue carrier bag onto a pile of books, letting the weight anchor it down and the handles droop of the side. He steps for a minute and takes in the absolute mess that's known as my room. 

"I distinctly remember cleaning this like a week ago. How the actual fuck have you got it this messy?" the bi-haired boy asks, picking up my duvet that fell on the floor and throwing it back onto my bed, 

"Ehhh, well shit happens, and by shit I mean life." I half joke, "So what exactly are we going to do today because the schedule is out of the window and we have like 2 days to finish photography and sketching and complete all of water colouring. " I rant on, only stopping when hearing Todoroki laugh. 

"Okay okay, well luckily for you, I actually have taken photos, so there's that done. For photography, now we only have to do the writing up. You can get out the sketch of the sakura tree and I'm sure we can finish it today, we got the outline done and we can add our own details. So that's easy, the only one we really need to focus on is water colouring which we can do tomorrow." his optimism is infecting, something people used to say about me and I near understood what it meant. But now I do. He smiles at me, his icy white teeth glistening and I can't help but smile back.