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Shoto wanted to know what was said to make you react the way you did. The silence that you had shown him whenever you were in awkward situations clouding his ears as you both entered his house.

He could sense the dread from you, dread that quickly disaapaited when you looked at your phone and got a text from your mother with a stupid video from online. Your laughter filled his living room, making him smile very slightly, you'd have to use a microscope to see the difference.

" I'm sorry about earlier." You mumbled, twiddling your fingers as you looked at him.

" What for?" He tilted his head, feeling like he had to be the one to apologise to you.

" For being quiet with you and chatty with everyone else." You summarised.

So you noticed.

" No I should apologise for not being able to calm you down with your earlier encounter." He apologised back.

You both stood in silence for a second, you rocked on your feet taking a deep breath to calm your nerves.

You knew it was your duty and the only reason you were here, you had to stop your own selfish reasoning, and comply with the agenda of both your parents.

You took a shaky breath trying to get your feet to move forward.

Just kiss him, kiss him and get it over with.

You took 3 steps forward so you were stood under his nose tilting your head up to see if you'd feel that spark past attraction, but nothing. Your chest heaved, though you swallowed any discomfort since he didn't seem to find any reason to step back.

You looked at his lips, expecting butterflies but you felt sick, you held onto his arms to stabalize yourself so you wouldn't sway to the floor and just went straight for it.

Your lips were stiff against his but that didn't stop him from trying to keep up with your movement, no matter how unsure they were.

Don't be sick, don't throw up, he's a really hot guy.

When you separated, Shoto raised his brow at your sudden movement, two days ago, you were freaking out from him taking off his top now you were 'kissing' him.

" Shoto I think we should have sex."

He wasn't going to say no, he knew that as soon as you got pregnant he could go about with his life and stay clear of his dad.

He nodded, scooping you up and putting you on the couch while he kissed down your neck, he noticed how you flinched when he touched you assuming you were sensitive.

He didn't notice the small pitter patter of raindroplets on the windows behind the two of you, or the way you shut your eyes tight to not look anywhere. He didn't notice the way your hands balled up into fists as you tried to indulge in the nice feeling it might give you.

But something in you didn't even want to give it a chance.

The loud crash of lightning smashing the room's window, caught the attention of the both of you as his hand went to slip under your shirt.

Shoto retracted immediately, looking at the broken glass scattered on the floor then at your terrified expression, as you sat up on the couch.

He tilted his head again brain loading as he processed the information of today.

" Y/n?" He asked sitting next to you as you crossed your arms on your belly sitting up as if you were in elementary school.

" Yes?" You furrowed your brows, feeling disappointed in yourself for not being able to do it.

" Do you want to have sex with me?" He leaned back, stretching his hand over the head of the couch. You leaned onto his arm, turning around so you were facing him.

" Sorry Shoto I don't think I'm ready, which I think is strange because I do think you're very attractive and have thought about your arms to many times to count but I can't do it with someone I don't really know it makes me feel sick. Is that ok?"

" Of course, I'm not in any rush." He consoled, patting your hair with his free hand. Making you become flustered.

" That's great."

It was late but, you didn't want to sleep you really wanted to talk to him and see where the two of you could go.

" I don't have your phone number."

" Oh I'm sorry."

" And you don't have food in your house, and I don't have your house address either, I couldn't order food, or make something to eat. That's kinda why I went out, I was starving. Plus you don't have much objects, it's like you moved in here with nothing where are all your things, of course I didn't take everything I own because that would've taken too long to get but I feel like I've cluttered the spare room, wait it's my room now, with all the stuff that I've brought, I hope you don't mind just wanted to make this place feel more like home........."

You wouldn't stop talking it was sorta calming to be honest, he would usually see ramblers as annoying due to Midoriya constantly going on but you. You had this way of making what you said somewhat interesting, maybe it was your mannerisms or your voice or the way your smile dazzled as you spoke.

It was cute.

" You know what it's been a long day we should probably go to bed, you probably have work early tomorrow again."

Shoto wouldn't show it but he was upset that your conversation was coming to an end.

" I'm not working tomorrow." He lied, making a mental note to call in sick tomorrow.

" Oh, but I'm sleepy, that whole 'almost having sex' thing knocked the air out of my lungs, I need a nap or something." You yawned, trying to make light of you earlier panic attack.

" Ok." He sighed, watching you stand up from the couch, his arm now feeling cold without the weight of your head on it and his body feeling empty without looking at your smile.

You walked away to your room to tired to change and slept off. If he had a day off tomorrow you could use it to get to know him better so then you'd feel comfortable enough to do what needs to be done.

How fun would that be?