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Ch. 10

The next day, Uraraka stomped up to Izuku's desk with a huff, dramatically draping herself over his cubical walls. "I don't care what you have going on with Bakugou; you're going on that date you promised me. Tonight," she stated in a clear voice, leaving no room for any arguments. 

Izuku lifted his brows and blinked at her, unsure if this was real or a sleep-deprived hallucination. "Um, what?" 

"You promised me you'd go on a blind date this week," Uraraka reminded him, puffing her cheeks in annoyance. "It's tonight, and you're going." 

"I have patrol tonight-" 

"Nope, I'm covering it." 

"Ura, I can't let you-" 

"Nope, you're going on this date, Deku, or so help me god-" 

"Okay," he exclaimed, throwing his hands up in surrender. He really didn't want her to start hurling colorful threats his way. As much as she hated Katsuki now, back in high school, she was basically his mini-me. "I'll go, I'll go. Do I get to know who it's with yet?" 

"Nope," she said with a pleased smile and satisfied hum. "You'll just have to wait 'til you get to the bar tonight." 

"Great," he grumbled with a sigh. 

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It was eight o'clock sharp when Izuku arrived at the bar Uraraka had arranged the blind date to be held at. He thought it was stupid that he didn't get a name or face before showing up, how was he even supposed to know who he was looking for? When he'd asked her as much, she just smiled and said he'd know. 

He pulled his flannel coat tighter to his body as he shouldered past the door, grumbling under his breath the whole way. He hadn't put in too much effort for the date; he didn't want the guy to get the wrong idea. Izuku wasn't looking for a boyfriend; he was only here to appease a friend. 

His green eyes scanned the bar, looking for anyone who was even remotely familiar. His stomach dropped when he saw a mop of lilac hair, the owner of it nursing what appeared to be whiskey. 

"We're not doing this, right?" Izuku asked skeptically as he took a seat at the bar next to Shinsou. 

The other hero looked over at him with surprise evident on his face before letting out a low chuckle. "No way in hell. What was Uraraka even thinking? You're like a brother." 

"Thank god," Izuku breathed, letting his forehead rest against the bar for a second. "She's been up my ass about dating recently. I have no clue what's gotten into her." 

Shinsou sent him an amused smile as he waved down the bartender. "I don't know, man, but she threatened to send Aizawa after me if I didn't show up." 

Izuku ordered a drink, figuring if he was gonna be stuck there, he might as well get drunk with a friend. It was his night off, and he could deal with the consequences tomorrow. "Wow, she was really pushing for this," he teased back, knowing that their old teacher was basically Shinsou's dad at that point. 

"The worst part is, he would have agreed with her," Shinsou said with a horrified shiver. "Apparently, I don't get out enough." 

Izuku held his glass out, and Shinsou clinked his own against it. "You and me both." 

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Izuku did not mean to get this drunk. He was planning on getting tipsy, but he was wasted by the time he and Shinsou called it quits. He couldn't even stay upright on his own anymore.