That Boy Is Mine

8

Title: That Boy Is Mine
Chapter Name: Alone
Point of View: Aoyama Yuga
Word Count: 1105

(A/N: My original plan for this chapter was going to be a Seroiida/Seroroki angst, but that'll be later so if you like angst, then that should be cool ig, but this one is gonna be Aoyama angst because I feel like I've made him out to be too much of a creep... anyways, happy January!! Also I hate winters in Canada, I'm gonna die.)

I found myself flustered as I laced on my bed, my hands holding my red face as my knees were against my chest. I could feel my heartbeat all the way through my neck and to my hands. The reason I was in this state was because a certain someone had just hugged me.

I normally don't get this flustered at interactions like this, but Sero Hanta in particular is a huge exception. Let me set the scene:

Todoroki Shoto had been sick today, so I just had to out up with lectures from the class representative. Since it was December, we were making cookies because Iida and Yoahorozu (and Sero) thought it'd be a fun class activity. A few people weren't joining, however. Todoroki (obv), Bakugo, and Midoriya. They weren't joining because no body could find Midoriya, Todoroki was sick, and Bakugo didn't want to. Oh, also Hagakure, Tokoyami, Ojiro, Tsu, Uraraka, Mineta, Mina, Shoji, and Koda. They weren't for reasons unknown.

I was sitting by the counter as Yoahorozu instructed because I insisted on adding glitter to the cookies. I sat with my head on my hands as my bottle of glitter sat on the counter beside me. I looked around quietly to see various things happening: Sato was reading the ingredients to the only three people who cared to listen: Yoahorozu, Iida, and Sero. Everybody else was doing their own thing as they winged the recepie.

Kaminari was aggressively stirring the batter him Jiro, and Kirishima made, Shoji was helping to get ingredients from the top shelf for everyone. Some time had passed and Jiro was laughing along with Kirishima as Kaminari tried desperately to get the cookie batter off the tip of his nose. Shoji was talking with Yoahorozu on the sofa in the common room, and Bakugo and Tokoyami had come down once to get themselves snacks, both on two separate occasions.

I was still at the counter, intently starring at two certain boys who were just having a friendly chat as one leaned on the counter and the other stood straight up. I felt this pit of guilt build up in my stomach from watching the two. I knew I had been quite aggressive when trying to flirt with Sero, but it still hurt whenever I couldn't do what Iida did. They weren't dating by any means, but Iida had been getting closer to Sero, both metaphorically or literally.

I had noticed his slight movement as he relaxed more around Sero, seeing him inch closer after every few sentence the bruenette spoke. By some time, Iida was leaning on the counter like Sero, which was unusual for someone like him to relax. I could see the blush on Sero's face as Iida spoke to him about various things. The blush, the easily spoken words, the slight glance down at the others lips as they talked. Sero liked Iida, and Iida liked Sero.

At that moment, my stomachache felt worse than when I used my quirk too often. I felt this weird feeling behind my eyes, as if something was gathering and ready to spill out at any moment. I could feel my heartbeat getting faster as my lips started to quiver slightly. I felt a sob want to escape my mouth. In response, I held my breath and started fanning my eyes to dry them.

It was noticed by a bruenette... to my horror.

"Aoyama, a-are you ok?" Sero stuttered, most likely surprised at the fact that I was noticeably trying to hold back tears. "Yuga, talk to me, what's wrong?" I could hear the concern in his voice. However, I didn't want to be jealous, that's just the way Sero was, he cared for everyone an equal amount and would take a bullet if it meant they would be safe.

I couldn't speak without my voice breaking and me crying, so I nodded my head 'yes', but to no evail. Sero wasn't stupid, he knew I was lying. The next thing that happened before I could even think was I was being held tightly in the taller males arms. His hug was soft, yet firm. I took a deep breath out, and back in, ignoring the sob that wanted to flood through. He smelled strongly of oranges and salt, maybe pinewood... it was a mix of everything that resembled nature.

I didn't dare hug him back for that fear of my jealousy getting the better of me and my eyes start crying like a dam being broken. Sero softly moved back, a small smile appearing on his face. His hair framed it perfectly.

Soon enough, I accidently got distracted by everything about him and- 'shit'

I had started crying. I wouldn't have minded it, but in front of half the class, no. I pushed Sero away, a little too forceful as I heard him hit the counter. He tried to follow, but got the impression that I wanted to be alone as I ran to my room. I hated being an emotional baby, but I let my emotions, especially jealousy, take control and I end up crying.

And here I am, still a blushing mess. I couldn't tell if I was actually crying, or it was just how sweaty I was, but soon enough I got my answer. I lifted my hands from my eyes, only to look in the mirror and see that my eyes were all red and puffy. It was ten minutes after what happened, and I was sitting on my bed helplessly hoping that Sero would knock on my door and ask if I was ok. It never came. I exhaled dramatically. I hated feeling this way, but there's nothing I can do to help it.

All I could think of when he hugged me was the fact that we were so close, he was so close to me, his arms were wrapped around me. We were kissing distance. But he was so far away, so painfully far away. That was the worst part about it, no matter how hard I tried, I would never compare to Iida, or even Todoroki.