Chapter 7

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Momo POV

As my raven eyes fluttered open, the soft darkness of my room reminded me of the restriction which had been placed on me the previous day. I cannot leave my room unless I share a meal with me him, how manipulative and inhumane of him. He's blocked off my escape so I doubt I'll be fed, at least I have tap water to drink. I reached over to the bedside table to grab my phone. It was 8:30. I could've sworn I had something to do today.

Todoroki.

I have a date! "Oh no..." I gasped, more like whispered. I immediately threw myself off my bed, swinging my feet around to support my frame. Careful not to trip over myself or anything else, I made my way over to the bathroom. Turning the light on, I gave myself a full view of what I looked like and all the flaws I had to correct. Firstly, since when do I sleep in a bathrobe? I swear in my sleep so now it clings to me; something furious. Secondly, my hair looks akin to the jungles of Amazonia, unkempt like dead vines who searched for water. Other than that, I'm the pinnacle of feminine ideals. Perfect, just how Todoroki likes it. Mother always said how I shouldn't change myself to just to please or conform to the ways of man but let's be honest, males simply set standards. I chose to surpass those standards. What can go wrong? Haha. I untied my robe and allowed it to fall all the way to the floor, revealing my bare silky smooth skin. Removing my undergarments, I made my way to the shower. I had no time for a bath. Now I have to think. How in the world am I going to convince this man to release me?

The hot beads of moisture soaked my skin, reinvigorating my mood while also easing my discomfort. I need to make my case if he is to respect my request, appeal to whatever misaligned honour he is bound by. As I reviewed possible proposals, my body went into autopilot. Basically, I did a SSS routine. Before I knew it, I was already making my way into his chambers.

Here we go.

He allowed me inside, the light did not appear as usual. His chair was facing an array of displays which I could only assume are reports of some kind. Again, this cold chill ran down my spine yet now it feels different. Not exactly cold per se... but ungentle. "Speak quickly, woman." He harshly commanded. I cleared my throat, hands behind my straightened back and my head both high and forward-facing in order to protect a semblance of confidence. In reality, my knees were weak. "I-i... Um... I had plans... Today... S-so... I was wondering if..." Sweet mother of all goat... He's not even looking at me and I'm scared shit less. What does Kasumi see in him? Does she have Stockholm syndrome or something?

"What plans?" The words rolled off his tongue like...like... Jesus, was his voice always this intriguing? It's like he turned up the sexy from -100 to 999 in one day! No, something's wrong. I learned about this in class. He's doing this on purpose, he's trying to get under my skin. It might a quirk too, I don't know what he is. I need to be careful around him or else I may end up like Kasumi, maybe it's too late and he's already sown seed. Ha, I'm not that easily swayed! This... this is merely a case of the jitters. Yes, he has no real power over me. "A date. Lunch to be specific. Look, I'll even eat with you if you want to, okay?" I replied directly while also compromising. "Come." He called, a commanding tone sinking its teeth into my brain, like tendrils grabbing my brain and forcing it to tell my feet one word: 'Obey'. So this is his quirk? His voice sounded different too like it was coming from both his lips and in my head. Two voices, the physical and mental. One gives orders, the other see that they are followed.

For a moment I was trapped within my body, unable to control it until I was directly beside him. Now in control again, I looked down to peek at him. His reflections were virtually non-existent but I could vaguely see a few of his facial features. Green hair, green eyes, freckles. "If you had spoken earlier, I would've imposed the restrictions later." He admitted, not paying much attention to me. "W-what? Really!?" I gasped, the shock made clear through my voice. He nodded before looking straight at me, emerald eyes gripping my attention in an almost begging way. "So... let's eat."

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Posted 1/1/2021

Im gonna be writing another book while I rest on this one.

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