Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

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Shouto POV:

It's rare that I take to the internet for advice. But, desperate times call for desperate measures.

And this is certainly....a desperate time...

My brows furrowed in focus as I typed out the question into the search bar...

Yoogle Search:
What's the difference between a small compliment and a big compliment?

It's important business. Actually, it's so important, the question itself kept me up all night. I haven't slept in almost twenty four hours.

I just....I still don't understand what she meant yesterday—The Woman, I mean...

"I kind of like....compliments. It doesn't have to be anything big. But, just something like—I don't know. You get what I'm saying, right?"

Once again, no. I don't get what she's saying. I usually don't get what she's saying and it's starting to make me annoyed. Not at her, but with....I don't know. I hardly ever know what anyone's saying, but it never usually bothers me this much.

I don't even have any intention to compliment her, so I'm not sure why this is on my mind. I'm just...I want to know more about what goes on inside her head. It seems like an interesting place up there—it's only interesting because I don't understand it.

I can see the dark circles under my eyes through the reflection of my phone screen, scanning the countless internet searches.

My tired gaze instantly widened at the first search I caught sight of...

Five Compliments To Make Your Partner Swoon For You!

"Partner...?" I grumbled under my breath, quickly readjusting my search question.

How Do I Compliment Someone I Can't Stand?

Significantly less searches appeared with my modification, none of which matched what I was looking for.

Is it so hard to find a way to compliment one's enemy? I didn't think it was....

That same article from before still stood at the top of the list—even after adjusting my search, making me scoff slightly.

"It must be a popular one, huh..." I said to myself, trying to push down the curiosities rising in my brain.

Maybe I can just get some ideas. Obviously, she's not my partner and I'd never want her to be, so who cares if I click on the website?

Heat pricked the tip of my ears as I tapped on the link, quickly looking around the HPSC conference room to ensure I was still alone.

Why do I feel like I'm looking at some forbidden website...? It's not a big deal. I wasn't even this jumbled when Midoriya accidentally opened the porn window on his phone the other day when trying to show me something.

I was more intrigued by that one. I didn't know someone's back could bend like that—or that Midoriya was into such creative porn.