Before I could even process what had happened, I found myself and Ochaco hugging again. This time, though, things were different. Her face was inches from mine, and before I could react, her lips softly pressed against mine. My heart raced. It was a brief kiss, but it felt like time had slowed down, the weight of the moment crashing down on me. Ochaco quickly pulled away, her face as red as a tomato.
Izuku:can't believe...
I thought, my mind reeling. She kissed me. Ochaco kissed me. And right in front of Nemuri too. I darted a glance at her, expecting anger, or at least confusion. But instead, Nemuri just stood there with an amused expression, one eyebrow raised and a small smirk playing on her lips.
"No doubt, she's mad,"
I thought nervously.
But why... why did she have that smirk on her face?
"I... I..." Ochaco stammered, her eyes wide with shock at what she had just done. Her hands flew up to her face, covering her mouth as she backed up a step, looking utterly mortified.
Ochaco;I'M SOOO SOOO SORRY! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING!
she blurted out, her words tumbling over each other as she waved her hands in a panic.
I just stood there, too stunned to speak. My cheeks were burning, my mind racing. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came out.
Nemuri chuckled, crossing her arms and leaning casually against the doorframe.
Nemuri:Oh my, I didn't even know I already had competition
she teased, her smirk widening. Ochaco froze, staring at Nemuri in horror, probably thinking she was about to get a lecture or worse.
Nemuri:No worries, Ochaco
Nemuri continued, still smirking
Nemuri:I'm not mad. In fact...
She stepped closer, her eyes glinting with mischief as she looked between the two of us. "I don't even mind sharing him."
My eyes widened, and I could practically hear Ochaco's brain short-circuiting. "W-Wait, really?" Ochaco stuttered, her face turning even redder, if that was even possible. "No! I mean-wait, I... I didn't mean to kiss him! I-I'm so sorry, Midnight-I mean, Nemuri-I mean... I..." She was completely flustered, her words a tangled mess.
Nemuri just laughed softly, clearly enjoying the situation. "Relax, Ochaco," she said smoothly. "It's not like you're the first person to fall for Izuku's charms. He's got that whole 'innocent, tragic hero' vibe going on. It's hard not to be drawn to him."
I was completely speechless. "W-What?!" I blurted out, finally finding my voice, though it came out as more of a squeak. "I'm not-there's no competition-what are you even talking about?"
Nemuri chuckled again and gave me a playful wink. "Oh, Izuku, you really are too innocent sometimes."
Ochaco, still looking like she was going to pass out from embarrassment, mumbled, "I-I didn't mean to cause any trouble, I swear."
Nemuri waved her hand dismissively. "Trouble? Please. This is nothing. You two are cute together."
Ochaco's eyes flickered toward me, and I could see the guilt and confusion swirling in her expression. She bit her lip, clearly unsure of what to say next. Before she could find the words, Nemuri cut in again.
"Anyway, it's late," Nemuri said, glancing at the clock on the wall. "You both should probably get some rest. I'm sure there'll be plenty of time to talk about this later."
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Shattered Light: A Neglected Izuku Story
FanficIzuku Midoriya, neglected and bullied due to his lack of a quirk, endured abuse from his family and friends, especially his twin sister Izumi and Katsuki Bakugo. One fateful day, when locked outside his home, Izuku was kidnapped and taken to a secre...
