DISCONTINUED『σηє тωσ тнrєє ѕмιℓє!』【Kiri/Todo/Baku】

❦ Chapter 8 ❦

       Your night consisted of binge-watching movies and series you've missed and of course the fest was accompanied by a mountain of food.

       You were surprised no one bothered you, or Eijirou knocking at your door. It made you content that everyone understood that you needed a break every now and then.

      It was past midnight and your guilty pleasures were still controlling you. Since you had a day off, you decided to break good habits and become a lousy individual.

      That means you get to sleep at 5 am in the morning and wake up at maybe in the afternoon or lunch. Yes, you have a date with Shouto but that is no excuse to stop you from a fulfilling life!

      Right now, you were watching a musical play that was illegally uploaded on Youtube.

      Not that you were complaining, the tickets to the musical play are expensive (though you had no problems spending a little) and it was in America!

      "You little shit, Alexander! Now you've done it!" you cursed as the man danced and sung inside your laptop. "Just say freaking no! How hard is it?"

      With your outstanding abilities, you commented a hefty amount of words in the comment section about the play.

     This was an ideal night and you longed for it! It must've been years since you were being a dysfunctional member of society, which was binge-watching stuff until morning.

      You continued your fest until 6 a.m. in the morning, flabbergasted that you already saw the sun.

     "Oh boy, I better sleep now. . ." you muttered as you then shut off your laptop and dozed to sleep.

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     A series of disturbances took you away from dreamland. The knocks were getting louder and louder. Your phone was also ringing and vibrating it almost fell from your desk.

     With reluctance, you groaned and grabbed your phone. Not bothering to see who the caller was, you answered it.

     "Hello?" you greeted in a groggy voice.

     "(____)" the other line spoke. Oh, no. It was Shouto.

     "Shouto! You called!" you were nervous since your night fest took the most of your time you forgot to pick an outfit.

     "I'm outside your apartment. I was worried that you weren't answering any of my calls. . ." he replied. Sweet potato flying around the room! The pretty boy was here already and you haven't got the chance to freshen up.

     "What?!" your reply came out more aggressively than you intended.

    "(____)?" Shouto asked.

    "I. . .I'll open the door," you then dropped the call. With a quick glance, you looked at the digital clock on your phone to see it was already 2 p.m.!

    "Oh, boy. Oh no!" frantically fixing your hair in front of the mirror and making sure you look decent, you then ran towards the door of your apartment.

    Twisting the doorknob open, you saw Shouto standing in front of you with flowers on hand.

    He was wearing a white button-up shirt with its few buttons lose and the sleeves stopping on his elbows (he folded them), lightly distressed jeans and a pair of sneakers. Gods above, his cologne smells wonderful. You wondered how you look like such a hot mess and must've smelled like pizza (you ordered some).

    "(____)? Are you okay? You look exhausted," he replied coming in to grab your shoulders.

    "I-I'm fine, Shouto!" you pushed him away and backed from him. "How did you even knew my room number?"

    "I went to the hospital earlier only to be informed you had a day off. I asked the landlady for your room number," he informed. Oh no, you forgot to tell him that.

    "I'm really sorry, Shouto. . ." you inwardly slapped yourself.

    "It's okay," he then offered you the bouquet of flowers he got you. "F-for you. . ." he stuttered, ears reddening.

    Your lips curled up and gladly accepted the gift. "Thanks, Shouto. You shouldn't have. . ."

    Shouto's face lit up as he saw your delighted expression.

    "Anyway, could you. . .uhhhh. . .wait for me? I haven't got the chance to prepare," you bashfully said.

    "Yeah, I could wait for you," he replied. The fact that he didn't got angry (which was unlikely) made you feel relieved.

     "It would be only for a few minutes!" you then ran towards you're the bathroom to take a shower.

    How could you be so stupid and careless? Shouto's affection for you probably went down the hill since you were late for the date.

     You hurriedly stripped down and began taking a quick shower. Making sure that you sanitize yourself much so that you won't smell like pizza.

    "And I forgot to serve him tea. Way to go, (____)," you muttered as you turned off the shower and grabbed your bathrobe (which was quite skimpy but you never got a chance to buy a new one). It stopped midway on your thigh and the neckline was so low a little bit of cleavage could be seen.

    Due to your frantic and nervous state, you stubbed your toe on the counter.

   "Sweet chicken laying egg dinosaur descendant!" you exclaimed and bit your lip, resisting the urge to curse like a sailor.

    "(____)?" Shouto's sweet voice called out. "You okay in there?"

    "Mmhmm! Never better!" you replied, gently using your quirk to heal your injured toe.

    Seriously, why do they always get slammed so hard on hard stuff? And don't even get started on stepping on a LEGO brick. Gods above, they hurt so much.

    A soft knock erupted your thoughts, "(____). . .If you're having a day off use it to rest. Maybe. . ." the Pro Hero pressed his lips into a thin line. "Maybe we should move the date in some other ti-"

    "No!" you interjected, opening the door abruptly. His heterochromatic eyes widen at your current look. You gulped, you forgot your bathrobe was too revealing.

    "I-I. . ." Shouto gulped and robotically moved his eyes on the other side. He covered his mouth and cheeks with his right hand. It was clearly visible that his entire face was red.

    You were also frozen in place. "Shouto. . .I'm really so-"

    "No. I should be sorry," he interposed. Now you've done it. The situation was really awkward and you hope the male doesn't loathe you after this.

    "Anyway. . ." you faked a cough. The Pro Hero turned away from you and covered his eyes.

    "Shouto?" your sweet voice echoed inside his skull.

    "I should've known I was too early. Don't worry, I won't look (____). You could go to your room and change," he replied, the tip of his left side ear was smoking.

    You bit your lip and facepalmed yourself.

    "Y-yeah. . ." you took a shaky breath and careened your way to your room.

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Edited: 1-9-2020