I spent most of that evening in Katsuki bed, cuddled up in between my two boys. Our fight may have only been two days, but it felt like a lifetime. Especially since I thought it was the end of our relationship entirely. We were in our own little bubble, just enjoying the peace and quiet with each other.
Until our bubble was popped by the vibration of my phone.
I felt as both of them tensed in sync with me. "He hadn't texted all day. Was it stupid I had hoped the messages were over?" I asked them, not even bothering to reach for my back pocket. I had no curiosity to see how Shigaraki was threatening me after our little squabble.
I felt a hand reach into my back pocket and slip my phone out. "Morbidly curious?" I asked Eijirou with as much humor as I could muster.
"It's not Shigaraki," the redhead said, making me melt against Katsuki from the physical wave of relaxation that swept through me. "It's Uraraka. I think you should probably look at this," he finished, his voice firm as he shifted my phone towards me.
I groaned, but rolled onto my back and snatched the device. My eyes widened slightly as I read the message.
Tilt-A-Hurl-
Ash just texted me and you need to call me NOW
"That fucking snitch," I hissed at my phone. Of course Ashido had to go and fill my overprotective best friend in on my plans. I watched as another text appeared.
Tilt-A-Hurl-
You have your read receipts on dumbass
I had to take a deep breath as my phone started ringing. I didn't have much of a choice, she'd just keep calling if I didn't pick up. Worse case scenario, she gets so desperate that she calls my mom.
"Izuku Midoriya," Uraraka's bone chilling voice filled the room as soon as I hit accept, the only other sound being vicious shuffling from her end, like she was repeatedly throwing things around. "You sit your little ass down and you do not move until I am at your door, got it?"
I blinked and flashed each of my boyfriends a look to see if that also just heard what she said. "What?" I asked stupidly, but I just couldn't wrap my mind around her words.
"What part of do not move are you confused about?" she all but growled over the line. She was pissed, like terrifyingly pissed. I was so fucked.
I swallowed hard, starting to feel a little warm from anxiety. "Um, Ura, what do you mean until you're at my door?" I asked, my voice wavering.
My normally sweet, caring, and kind best friend let out a harsh laugh that did anything but put me at ease. "Todoroki already gave his dad a bullshit excuse to use the jet. We'll be there by three a.m."
Suddenly the shuffling on her end made sense. She was packing angrily. Oh fuck, I'm so fucked.
"Ura," I said with a nervous chuckle as my eyes darted towards both of my boyfriends in panic. "Let's not be too hasty, it's not that big of a deal. I don't think you guys need to come all the way-"
I was cut off by startled noise from the other end of the call. "Not that big of a deal?" she asked, her voice the calm before the storm. "Not that big of a deal?!" She screamed into her mic, causing me to try and cover my ears from the volume. "You dumb ass is plotting to murder Shigaraki and you don't think that's a big deal? Are you fucking kidding me right now?"
I went quiet, the only noise coming from her labored breathing on the other end. "See you at three," I mumbled.
"You better be in your fucking PJs and tucked into your god damn bed when we get there," she seethed as another thunk was heard from her side. I knew in just a few hours that sound would be coming from my skull as she bashed it in. Figuratively, of course. Okay, maybe just a little physical bashing...
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Crimson Eyes
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya was about to begin his final year of high school, which is nerve-wracking enough, without the addition of him moving across the country. His plan for his senior year consisted of flying under the radar and going completely unnoticed...