Emotional Rainbow

Gone Soft

The next two days went by without anything exciting happen. I have been hanging out more with 'the bakusquad' as they call themselves. After what happened in training I need the reassurance that they're all ok. Not that I would admit that out loud, but by the way they're acting, I'm pretty sure they know.

Shitty Hair keeps sitting so close to me that we're practically touching all the time. When Jiro sits by me, so offers me an earbud to share. Denki and Hanta are constantly throwing snacks my way. Shinsou tries to include me in his conversations more. Then there's Mina. She has decided that she is my personal backpack. Every time I turn around, she's jumping on my back asking me to carry her some where. I never say no, but I bitch about it the whole time. I am loving every minute.

It's now Thursday night. I'm sitting in Hanta's room with Denki and Shitty Hair, working on homework. We have to turn in our reports by tomorrow. I've worked on it several times this week but when I get to what I saw, I just can't continue. I throw down my pencil and stand up in a huff.

"Hey man," Hanta says softly as he grabs my paper. "Let me get you past that part."

"What?" I barely whisper. How did he know? I've never been good at reading people, probably because I felt it wasn't worth my time. But I have really started trying with them after everything that has happened his week. I guess by trying to read them, I've made myself a bit more open to being read in return.

I turn around and see him start writing. I glance around and no one else even seems to care that he's doing part of my report.

Denki sees me looking his direction, says "catch" and tosses me a bottle of water. I grab it, no problem, and just chug it down then toss the empty in the recycle bin.

I decide to sit back down and immediately notice Shitty Hair shift in his seat so his knee is just barely touching mine. I don't say anything since I don't want him to move away. Then I start thinking about how much I'm going to miss this when he finds out how I really feel. Ugh, I hate how this stupid quirk has made me all soft.

Hanta tossed me back my report so I could finish up. Once I was done, I noticed the time and figured I needed to head to my room soon to go to bed. As I stood up, they all glanced up at me.

"Night bro." Denki says with a wave.

"See ya in the morning." Hanta says as he nods at me.

Shitty Hair stands up. "Hold up and I'll walk with you."

We both gather all our stuff. "See ya," I call out as we walk out the door.

We get to my door and he stops instead of walking on to his room. I glance up at him and he seems nervous for some reason.

"Spit it out." I say gruffly.

"Well, I wanted to talk to you," he answers as he put his arm up and reaches his hand behind his neck. "but not here in the hallway."

"Whatever." I walk into my room leaving the door open so he can follow if he wants to.

"So," he starts but then just stands there looking at me.

"So what?" I ask probably more aggressive then I needed to. Old habits are hard to break.

"Um, I was thinking, that, aa, maybe, you might need some help with what to say to...Midoryia." The last word he says so low, that if I wasn't looking right at him, and could see his lips move, I wouldn't have know what he was saying.

"Stupid Deku." I mumble and turn away. I've been thinking about this since I was hit with the quirk. I already figured out how I really feel. I just have to get up the nerve to not only admit it, but to say it out loud to his face. It's going to be humiliating.

I turn back around to face Shitty Hair. "I'm good. I've decided I'm going to try to talk with him after school tomorrow."

"Oh, ok then." He starts to turn towards the door to leave. "Um, goodnight, I guess."

"Hey." I take a step closer to him. "I was, um, wondering if you wanted to hang out on Saturday?"

His whole face lit up. "Yeah, of course I would!" He exclaimed but then his face fell a little. "Did you, um, want me to invite the rest of the squad?"

"Um, no," I look down at the ground. "I, um, was needing to talk to you, and I, um, thought we could just hang out for the day. You know, just the two of us." I sound like a blubbering idiot. There's no way he is going to want to hang out with me now. I glance up to see his reaction and am totally astonished at the look on his face.

He is smiling so big his eyes are almost closed. "I would love to spend the day just us." His eyes get real big, his cheeks start to flush pink, and then he starts to stutter, "I, uh, I mean, uh, yeah, that's sounds cool." He quickly turns around and bolts out my door. "G'night!" He hollered over his shoulder and slams my door shut.

What the fuck? Why would he be embarrassed to hang out with me. Oh god, does he know? Maybe I've become so soft that he can tell that I like him.

Oh shit.
Oh shit.
Oh shit.

I start to freak out a little and then I think back to him smiling at first. Wait, if he knows, why would he seem excited to hang out with just me. Does he want to let me down easy. Not cause a scene. Yeah, that's probably it. He's too kind and doesn't want to hurt my feelings. I mean there's no way he could like me back.

Is there?