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Izuku backed up after placing down his All Might figurine to look at the whole wall. Perfect, the green haired boy thought. There was an All Might poster on the wall and his closet was full of his merchandise. He turned around to look at his All Might merch. He had only one figurine on his desk.
He has calmed down on the fanboying and put away his All Might bed sheets, pillow sheets, and some of his plushies. Of course he still kept them, but after a while of All Might and his mother dating, he decided that he had a huge obsession over his mother's boyfriend. He had changed his sheets to a dark green with black pillow cases. His bed was neatly made with not a single wrinkle. He was surprised that he still hadn't redecorated his room after all of these years of being a U.A student. He was now a Junior in high school(Third year/ 11th grade) and yet he finally decided to redecorate.
After wiping his forehead, he sat down on his bed and grabbed his phone. It was only 11:40, he had only started at 11:15. I only took 25 minutes? I honestly thought it would take an hour. Izuku ran his fingers through his hair as he put his password in his phone and went onto instagram. The bubbly boy really had nothing else to do but go on his phone and study. And he really didn't feel like studying. To his relief, someone knocked on his door.
Midoriya's POV:
Maybe this will fulfill my boredom. I stood up and opened my door to see a girl. "Hey Deku!" Uraraka said with a smile. "Hey Uraraka! What are you doing here?" I asked politely. "Well, I just wanted to hang out and maybe walk around the building a little bit." The brunette said as she took a small step back. "Of course! Let's go." I said as I closed my dorm door behind me and locked it.
"I see you redecorated your room. You took down a lot of your merch." Uraraka said. "Yeah, I finally realized that I had a crazy obsession that was getting a little bit overboard." The freckled boy said. No one really knew that All Might is dating my mom except for Kacchan, Auntie Mitsuki, and Uncle Masaru. All Might was going to tell everyone eventually but he wanted a little privacy. I can understand. Being a hero means that you have almost no privacy.
No one's POV:
"I've been meaning to ask this but, do you have a crush?" Uraraka said excitedly. The girl only saw the green haired boy as a best friend. She had no romantic interest in him. Besides, she was lesbian. She already had a girlfriend. Also known as the dance queen in the Bakusquad AKA Mina Ashido. (It's okay if you don't like MinaChako. I'm not going to do much of them in this book but they'll still be there.)
Izuku blushed at the question. He has had a big crush on none other than Katsuki Bakugo. Or as he likes to call him, Kacchan. They had known each other since diapers. After all, their parents have been friends since middle school.
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" The brunette said while jumping up and down. "Oh shush." The boy shushed his friend in embarrassment. "Sooo, who is it?!" Uraraka said after calming down. "It may or may not be Kacchan..." Izuku said in a whisper. "YOU LIKE BAK-!" The girl said before her mouth got covered by Izuku's hand to make sure that she didn't spill his secret.
"Sorry Deku." Uraraka said after Izuku brought his hand back to his side with a slight smile. "Now the real question is are you gay or bi?" Uraraka said, making sure to stay calm. "He's gay as fuck." A voice said after opening their dorm room door. We stopped and looked to the side to see Jiro. "She's right." Izuku said with a small chuckle. "I'm surprised that you didn't know. It was really obvious." Jiro said. "Anyways, wanna come in? I'm kinda bored and need company." The purple headed girl said with a smile. "Sure!" Izuku and Uraraka said in unison.
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Someone In Need (Bakudeku / Sasunaru) DISCONTINUED!!
FanfictionKatsuki Bakugo realizes his feelings after years of knowing the one and only Izuku Midoriya. What happens after they make up? A group of people from another dimension come to ask for help. Will they help them or will they leave them to do it by them...