A Wallflower's Thorns

14

Once Izuku told Aizawa which hero agency he was interning under, he was handed the time and location. It felt weird to know where Gran Torino lived, it’ll feel weirder to be there in person tomorrow.

 

Here’s the thing, tomorrow’s going to take a while if he doesn’t manage to fall asleep soon. He’s been staring at the ceiling for thirty minutes, hoping if he stays still enough, he could doze. No dice. 

 

He leaps at the chance for distraction when his phone buzzes. The screen’s brightness blinds him, he squints past it and reads the message.

Unknown number

 

I’m starting to rethink choosing Endeavor’s agency. He’s being annoyingly smug about it. 

 

This is Todoroki. Uraraka gave me your number 

Izuku stares at the screen. He stares, and stares, and stares. He stares so long his eyes water and he has to blink. 

 

Izuku’s going to have words with her. He says it now, but he knows it’ll just be him spluttering and blushing while Uraraka teases him. 

 

He knew there was a reason she was so smug today. 

Izuku:

 

Hi Todoroki!

Is the exclamation point too much?

knowing Gran, he’d take you up in a heartbeat if it meant pissing someone off

He most definitely would, and he’d get away with it, too. That old man act is scarily believable, and Gran would smack him over the head for thinking so. 

Todoroki:

 

I’ll definitely keep it in mind.

 

It’s getting late, we should both go to sleep.

 

Izuku:

 

Sounds good! Han is getting needy anywusyd

Han chooses that exact moment to butt his head against Izuku’s hand, making him hit send. He feels a little bit of his soul die watching the read receipt pop up below it. 

Todoroki: 

 

Going off of that I assume you’ve fallen victim already. Good night, Midoriya.