Izuocha's Love Stories

IZUKU'S BAKERY (CHAPTER 3-4)

CHAPTER THREE

Izuku blinked himself awake, his head feeling enormously better. He sighed in satisfaction, he had always hated getting sick, it just incapacitated him too much. He sat up slowly as he realized his surroundings. 'This isn't my bedroom...' He thought as he looked around. In fact, it was his living room. He had no idea how he had gotten in there in the first place, his memories from the day before still cloudy. He stretched his arms above his head and yawned, he had never slept that well before. Even though he had just slept on his couch with just a blanket, he woke up refreshed, filled with energy.

He looked around and saw a folded piece of paper on the coffee table in front of him. He reached for it and unfolded it, finding a message written with very neat handwriting.

"Thank you for letting me spend the night! If you're not feeling well, don't hesitate to give me a call!" He noticed the phone number right below the message and smiled, the initials "O.U." Below it. He was starting to remember a couple of things now, how Ochaco helped him with the store, how she cooked dinner for him, how she worried over him and had helped him get better.

He slowly got up and had a shower, there wasn't much to worry about since it was a Saturday, one of the two free days he had every week. He prepared himself a quick breakfast and went back upstairs, unsure of what to do with his time. His weekdays would usually be so hectic and filled with things to do that he felt useless in the weekends. He always felt like he had to do something but, as his mom had always reminded him:

"You need to work your hardest every day Izuku, but you still have to find some time to rest, weekends are a good option. But only those days."

His heart tightened a little as he thought about his mom, but he quickly shook his head, forcing those thoughts to leave and, deciding he had nothing better to do, he got his phone and dialed the number that had been written on the tiny piece of paper.

"Hello?" He heard as she answered.

"Hi! It's me Midoriya. I just wanted to thank you for everything you did yesterday for me!"

"It's nothing!" She responded, "You needed help, plus tending to the store was pretty fun too!"

Izuku smiled, "I'm glad you had fun, the next time you swing by I'm going to have a whole bag of fresh bread for you as thanks!"

"It's okay Midoriya! Really!"

"Nope," He said stubbornly, "I've already made up my mind."

He heard her sigh softly before saying, "Fine, how about I go for them today then?"

Izuku was completely caught off guard with that question, "S-Sure!" He responded, not thinking Ochaco would go back that soon.

"Great! I'll be there by around six!" She said before both of them said goodbye and hung up.

Izuku looked at the clock on his phone,

'3:45 PM' it read.

'Just how much did I sleep?' He asked himself.

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Ochaco looked at the phone in her hand, a slight blush had formed on her cheeks. She hadn't expected to say that herself, but Izuku's bread was just too good to pass up.

"So... Who was that? Ribbit." Tsuyu asked, beside her. Both of them had gone out for lunch and were aimlessly walking around when Izuku had called.

"Just a friend I met a couple of days ago!" She responded nervously, Tsuyu then pressed her for details, so she gave away, narrating the events of the day before, "H-He owns this bakery... A-And I went there yesterday early in the morning to buy some bread... When I went inside I found him lying on the ground... H-He was sick so I took care of him!"