Shopping

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Oboro POV

It's been 3 days since Touya's... panic. The day after that happened I pulled him to a corner so he could explain what really happened and not his story. He explained that he had a nightmare that triggered his past and himself so he blew into flames. Fire wheelers are known for their emotions but I thought that Touya was a bit more cooler. I guess I am wrong.

After school I raced to my dorm. Class 1a are going to the mall and me and Touya are tagging along. After I got dressed I realised that I was the first one who was changed, so I did my research. I couldn't help but think that I was behind the times. I researched the most popular type of beach shorts. They all looked the same.

I shut my laptop in an instant when I heard someone at the door. It would be embarrassing if people knew I was searching for trendy beach trunks. At the door was Touya! He was changed as well and he said "You were looking at trendy beach trunks, weren't you?". What! How?! I demanded "How did you know that?!" To only find "Because it's obvious". Am I that readable? He is definitely Shota 2.0.

After everyone was ready and went

Wow! Malls are much more bigger than I remember! Touya had to drag me to the clothes store because I was wandering everywhere. Shota overheard about the mall trip and gave us some money for it. But Touya the party pooper said not to use it all. Ugh. I know he is my friend but he gave us this money with no owing AND willingly. It takes a lot to get Shota to do something willingly.

When we entered the mall beach clothing section I saw other people in our class already checking out the shorts. As I again wondered off, Touya caught me and complained "I might as well attach a collar on you" As he dragged me back. I couldn't help it! This place is huge!

Touya POV

I grabbed a pair of shorts and made sure it was my size as well as a reasonable price. Perfect. I held them while Oboro took his sweet time to decide. Oh, we are going to be here all day!

However in the corner of my eye I spot Uraraka sitting on a bench outside the shop. I was curious about this so I gave my shorts to Oboro and told him to wait for me. I went outside the shop and asked her "Aren't you getting anything?" making her jump. She quickly said "Oh! No I don't have the money so I am using the UA swimsuit!" and I could tell that she wanted to get another one. Wait. Isn't she the girlfriend of the Deku guy? Doesn't he know that a good partner helps the other?. I said to her "Go and stay inside of the shop." and she followed my instructions but was confused.

I walked up to Midoriya and asked "Hey you are Uraraka's boyfriend, correct?". Shouldn't have done that because now he is a tomato and mumbling denies at me. I didn't care if these two are oblivious. I stopped him "Boyfriend or not buy her a swimsuit. She says she can't afford one" and he replied with a shock "OMG! I forgot that she might not be able to afford one!" He reached for his pockets and continued "I got extra money so I can buy something for her!". He ran to look for her as though she was lost.

Wait a minute. Where's Oboro? Don't tell me...
He's lost.

After he found Oboro and the class finish their shopping.

Oboro POV

This is so embarrassing. Touya sent the whole class looking for me and now they are taunting me. Mina said "So you got lost in mall when looking for Touya!" Hysterical. I protested "I didn't know where he was! He could've been lost!" but Touya added to my misery by saying "Why would I be in a flower shop?" making everyone laugh harder.

After everyone calmed down, Denki said "But you're really lucky that Aizawa gave you money. He wouldn't do the same for us!". I said with a cool low-key expression "Well I guess he favours us more" but then Shoto asked "Are you his secret love child along with Shinso?". I honestly don't know what to say. Touya then agreed "He might be, Eraser favours him more and I think he tolerates with me because I'm his friend". You can tell they are both brothers.

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