Try Me Bitch (Vigilante Deku)

Now it's time to be shy and dip

I do remember giving Shoto that slap he wanted on his left cheek. Don't ask why I took his left cheek and not the right one... I don't know.

Maybe cause I didn't wanted to hurt him that much?

I really don't know.

I just did.

Anyways, as Shoto kept touching his cheek where I'd slapped him. He was stunned, still processing that this was real after asking and panicking looking at Dabi and Endeavor for a bit, and honestly, so was I. But instead of overthinking it, instead of letting my nerves get the better of me, I leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to the cheek I had just slapped.

Shoto's eyes widened even more, his expression was priceless and he was definitely in a state of disbelief. I felt a surge of warmth, a rush of affection that made my heart skip a beat. Without giving him or myself a chance to overthink it, I bolted out of the car, my face burning.

Me: See you later, Shoto!

I called out over my shoulder as I practically sprinted towards the school entrance, my heart racing and my thoughts a jumbled mess. Behind me, I could hear Shoto's stunned voice.

Shoto: Did... did he just kiss me? Was that real?

Dabi: Yup, little bro, that just happened. And honestly? I didn't see it coming.

Endeavor: Well, this day just got interesting and your grandma would love to see this.... you think we can get him to do this on tape?

Dabi: Nope.

Endeavor: *sigh* Shoto, your telling this to your grandma. Me and Dabi were not here or she will freak out about private times yada yada yada

I didn't stick around to hear more, my mind too focused on the fact that I had just kissed Shoto, on the cheek no less. My heart was pounding, not just from the sprint but from the swirl of emotions flooding through me.

What did I just do? 

Did I really kiss him? 

On the cheek? 

In front of his dad and brother?

I couldn't help the grin spreading across my face, despite the embarrassment and the nerves. It felt so right, so natural, even if it was impulsive and maybe a little bit reckless.

But still... Shoto had confessed, and I'd said yes, and then... I kissed him.

Me: I can't believe I actually did that...

I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I replayed the moment over and over in my mind, feeling shy but undeniably happy. There was something so exhilarating about it, something that made me feel light on my feet. It was like... I was on top of the world, and nothing could bring me down.

But then, reality hit me again as I realized I was still running towards the school. I had to get to class, and I didn't want to be late on the first day. I picked up the pace, my thoughts still racing but now focused on getting to UA in one piece.

As I rounded a corner at full speed, I slammed right into something solid. No, not something—someone. The impact sent me sprawling to the ground, my bag skidding across the floor.

Me: Oh no! I'm so sorry!

I quickly scrambled to my feet, my face burning with embarrassment, and looked up to see who I had just run into. My heart skipped a beat when I realized it was none other than Present Mic, standing there with his trademark grin, and beside him, Eraserhead, who was watching me with an unreadable expression. First off, at this point, I already guessed that Mic was my teacher, second.... that unreadable expression soon grew to a grin. 

Present Mic: Well, well, what do we have here? You okay, little listener?

Aizawa:  Need a hand?

I felt like I was frozen in place for a moment, my brain struggling to process that I had just literally run into two of UA's most famous teachers...... but this was not the problem.... I just slammed into one..... this couldn't get more embarrassing for sure.

 My mind raced, trying to figure out what to say, but all I could manage was a mumbled apology.

Me: I... I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going, and—

STUPID BRAIN!

STOP IT!

JUST APOLOGIES LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING!

COME ON!

Just get the words out.

He is my teacher, goddamn it!

Present Mic chuckled, clearly not bothered at all.

Present Mic: No harm, no foul! You're in a hurry, right? Only one reason a student would be running like that on the first day—finding their class! Let me guess... Class 1-D? Izuku Midoriya.

How does he know my name? 

I haven't even said anything about my class yet.

Me: Y-Yes, sir. 

Seirously again... stuttering.

Brain, get your shit together.

I did kiss Sho... and he did confess but can you get out of cloud nine?

Please?

Eraserhead: Just head down this hallway and take a left. You'll see the door.

I quickly thanked him, still feeling flustered as I grabbed my bag and prepared to take off again. Before I could go, though, Present Mic gave me a knowing look, his grin widening.

Present Mic: Don't sweat it, kid. We've all been there. And hey, Aizawa here's got a soft spot for you and I do too honestly. You're famous already.

What is that supposed to mean?

Eraserhead shot him a look, clearly not amused by the teasing, but I could see a hint of something in his eyes—something warm, definitely fatherly. If it wasn't for his exwife... I think he would have been quite the good father for me. I mean... she did manipulated him and Hitoshi... I am not sure if he is gonna be at UA. I certainly hoped not but life was strange so there could be a possibility.

Anyways, eith another quick apology and a deep bow, I hurried down the hallway, my mind spinning from everything that had just happened especially that confession and the kiss. Something told me that today was gonna be a mess for sure.

First the confession, then the kiss, and now this?

 What is going on today?

Will pigs start to fly next or something?

As I finally reached the door to my gen ed class, I paused for a moment, catching my breath. My heart was still pounding, but there was a smile tugging at my lips.... this day couldn't get worse. I just knew it. It could get weird but not worse.