Insecurities \ A BakuDeku Story

| 2: Late Messages |

Izuku sighed as he leaned back in his chair, running his hand through greenish curls. He put down his paintbrush in a small glass of water, stirring it around to get rid of excess paint. He then looked back to the canvas he was currently working on, his eyes softening as his heart became heavy. As he pulled out his brush once more, wiping the water off on his apron, he decided to choose a different color for his next section. As he reached over for his white paint, he felt a vibration against his lower back. 

The small male stopped his movements, reaching back into his jeans pockets to pull out his phone. His friend's avatar showed up as well as a familiar app logo he used often.

Ochako <3 
Sent a Chat

Izuku sighed as he once again leaned back, clicking on a yellow logo and opening his friend's message. His eyes immediately landed on a question Uraraka had texted him multiple times in the past few days.

Ochako <3
| Did Bakugou ask you out yet? 👀

Midoriya forced a smile as he pressed on a few letters. 

Me
| No, not yet.
| I told you he was way too good for someone like me lol

Ochako <3
| Don't say that silly... I'm sure he's just busy
| I could tell he really liked you so don't lose hope right away 😩

Me
| If you say so. He sure is taking his sweet time though
| And I don't think that's how you're supposed to use that emoji-

Ochako <3
| Haha, just give him a chance, he's a working man after all. I'm sure he's busy between gym and work so he'll message you once he gets a chance.

Me
| Ok ok. I'll let you know once he texts me. 

Ochako <3
| Okieeee  😘

Midoriya frowned as he put his phone aside, standing up to remove his beige apron. It was time to take a break and eat dinner, now. It was getting late, and he was honestly a bit hungry. It only made sense, since he skipped breakfast and lunch. The greenette put his device back into his back pocket, putting his apron aside as he walked out into the kitchen. He opened his fridge, seeing nothing but rotten vegetables and a pack of green-looking meat. One of these days, he really was going to clean his refrigerator. The greenette groaned, opening his freezer. Emerald eyes landed on a T.V dinner, which he had bought only a week ago. 

"Jesus. Without you guys, I'd be dead." Izuku cursed, pulling out the blue box with a forced smile. He cut open one of the sides, pulling out a black tray with gross-looking food inside. He had done this many times before, since Hungry Mans were the only thing he had been eating for the past month. Which is why he didn't find it difficult to follow the instructions on the back of the box, and he placed the tray in the microwave for three minutes. Once a beeping noise was heard throughout the small apartment, Izuku knew it was time to take it out. 

He made his way to his couch, using his sleeves to hold his meal so he wouldn't burn his hands on the hot tray. Once seated, he took his fork into his hand and picked at the soggy potatoes. The small male looked up to the television, seeing the remote on the coffee table only a few feet away. Yet he was too lazy to reach out for it, so he just sat back and chewed on his beef patty. Midoriya spent several minutes swallowing down his meal, leaving the liquid potatoes aside. He found them disgusting, and they didn't smell too nice either. He knew not to expect anything fancy when it came to frozen meals, but there's a limit to what kind of gross he can eat. Watery potatoes weren't on his list of edibles.