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[midoriya] homework -

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"class is dismissed. thank you everyone, make sure to get some rest tonight."

you close your notebook as your tired teacher leaves the room, everyone doing the same after. you look to the other side of the classroom to see your green haired classmate still in his seat.

"not leaving yet?" you walk up to his seat. his eyes smiled as he looks up to you, closing his textbook. "hey y/n, i have some homework to do so i think i'll just stay back for a bit."

you glanced at your wrist, looking at the time. you looked back over to the boy who was still smiling sheepishly. "wanna do it at my room? i got some homework to finish too." you offered.

"if that's okay with you!" you smile as you slinged you backpack over your left shoulder. "just come over whenever." you waved as you leave the classroom.

you smile to yourself as you walked over to your dorm. you've had somewhat of a crush on him. you figured that much when you saw how pure intentioned and heroic the boy is.

he did right by everyone and it was admirable. you never got around to telling him how you feel though. mostly because of your cold and quiet demeanor.

"you like the boy, monsieur?~"

you jolt up as you looked for the familiar voice. aoyama walks up next to you with his hands on his back. "what? aoyama- no.." "but i saw the way you smiled, perhaps you were thinking about our dear deku?" he insisted, eyes glimmering as always.

he continued fluttering his lashes at you as you throw your head back in defeat. "ugh..is it that obvious?" "not to the ignorant, no! but nothing passes by me, monsieurie~" the boy taunted with his comical french accent.

"aoyama-, aoyama darling, stop calling me monsieur and yes. okay. i do like him. can you help me out."

he chuckles as he claps his hands giddily. "right again! ah, yes, of course my dear y/n. i'll help you." you rolled your eyes at his demeanor. "so what do i do?" your shrugged before slouching forward.

"hmmm, let me think... ah! how about you offer him some of my delectable fromage" oh hell no. we all know about midoriya's relationship with cheese thanks to aoyama.

"i don't think so, aoyama, look maybe i'll figure it ou-" "i was simply joking my love! of course not ze cheese, i think.. the best advice i could give you is to just let him know how you feel. he is coming over correct? just tell him darling." he winked before skipping away.

you sighed as you unlock the door to your room. "he's right. i do need to tell him. maybe i'll muster up the courage tonight." you nod your head as you head in.

you took a shower and cleaned your room up a bit before midoriya knocked on your door. "hey, come in." you smile sweetly at him. "wow, y/n! your room is really cool." he giggles as he places his bag down.

"oh um,, thanks midoriya!" you blush as you scratched the back of your neck. "o-oh right! homework." you jolt as you sat on your carpet. midoriya followed along and sat opposite of you.

you studied him as he took books out of his bag. his shirt had "shirt" written on it and his hair was held out of his face with a headband. you studied his freckled profile.

hes so pretty to you. everything about him was good. "y-y/n?" he brings his head down as he looked at you puzzled.

you had been staring at him and smiling to yourself like a creep. way to go. you'd rather overdose on aoyama's 'fromage' or whatever it's called than face him now.

"oh! yeah-um. sorry. i had.. something on my mind. yeah." you stuttered as you looked away. he nods with a smile before starting on his homework. "hey, i'm gonna get us some drinks, okay?" you stood up before walking over to your mini fridge.

"is soda okay?" you hear him hum a yes. you nod before grabbing two bottles of cola from your fridge. you head over to your desk to grab a blade to pry the cap open.

you accidentally cut your finger with the blade, making you drop the bottles, luckily for you, immense training made you develop good reflexes. you squeeze the bottle with your knees before it hit the floor, making you fall on your butt.

"fuck" you hissed at your bleeding finger. "y/n! you okay?" midoriya rushes over to you, removing the bottles from the grip of your legs before tending to you.

his callous hands held yours as he studies the wound. "doesn't look too deep, i'll grab some bandages from my room, sit tight." he walks you over to your bed before leaving briefly to grab the supplies.

you stared at your finger as you sigh. he comes back and cleans the wound before wrapping it up with some bandages. "there, it should be fine now!" his green eyes beamed.

he walks over to the carpet but your hand grabbed onto his wrist, stopping him. you looked into his eyes before confessing. "midoriya. i-i like you." your cheeks were flushed as your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest.

he looked stunned at your words and you felt anxiety rush over you. "y-you feel the same way?" "what" the shocked boy, stands in between your legs as his eyes widened. "i've..always liked you y/n" his cheeks a light tint of red as he confessed.

no way.

"are you serious?" "why would i lie, y/n! i really do like you..i just thought you never felt the same." he looked down.

"can i do something crazy?" you blurt out. "hmm?" you pull him closer to you, making his weight fall on your body as you place a kiss on his lips. his eyes widened before he deepened into the kiss.

you pull yourself away from each other. "i'm so glad i came over" his arms wrapped around your shoulders.

"sleepover?"