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As lunch was coming to an end, Deku messaged Kirishima to let him know that things had gone well with the bra fitting, but he didn't get any replies, so he figured that the orher was too busy to answer his phone right then. He wasn't sure if he should make any mention about Sero asking him to be a model, it was probably better to talk about that in person anyway, so he brushed it off and went on with the rest of his day.

By the time classes had ended for the day, Deku checked his phone for any replies from Kirishima, but still nothing; classes had just gotten out, so maybe Kirishima just hadn't checked his phone yet? Putting his phone away, Deku headed to the dorms to meet up with Sero, but stopped by his own room first. Deku stopped just outside his dorm room when he noticed a slip of paper partially sticking out from under the door; he picked it up before unlocking his room door and going inside, only to find more papers that had been slipped under the door.

"What the...?" Deku mumbled, picking up the other papers.

He took them over to his desk, where he sat down and started reading what was on the first one he had picked up, but his gut slowly sank as he read what it was.

Dear Shitty Deku, I'm sorry about squeezing your boob this morning. Meet me in my room when you have the chance, got it?

-Bakugou

Deku could feel a chill run down his spine as he read the very short letter; was Bakugou going to yell at him for having to apologize this morning? No, he was apologizing again in the letter, so that couldn't be it, but what did Bakugou want? Deku wasn't sure if it would be safe to go and see Bakugou- what if Bakugou got mad and hurt him again? His fingers fidgeted with the edge of the letter before hesitantly pushing it aside to turn his attention to the other letters.

Dear Midoriya, you are quite beautiful. Your bright smile and joyful charm have always been a ray of sunlight in any situation, but more importantly, it's that kind personality of yours that warms the darkness of my soul. I wish I could hold your hands and gaze into those beautiful eyes that sparkle like emeralds and enrapture my heart. Please allow me to take you out to dinner after the recent villain scare passes.

Sincerely, Tokoyami Fumikage (and Dark Shadow)

Deku blushed darkly as he read Tokoyami's letter; didn't Tokoyami understand that this physical change was only temporary?! Sure, Tokoyami was really sweet and poetic in his letter, but Deku didn't know if he should accept Tokoyami's offer or not. Did Tokoyami only feel that way because Deku was a girl right now, or has he always secretly felt that way?

'Am I seriously considering dating Tokoyami?! I've never been on a date in my life! Do I even like guys?'

Deku bit his lip, staring at the letter from Tokoyami. It really was heartfelt and sweet, even if it was short. Tokoyami had probably been embarrassed to write it.

'I guess working hard to become a hero has kept me away from thinking about these kinds of things. Even Sero was certain in telling me his sexuality, but I've never really thought about my own.....maybe I should ask Sero for help when I meet up with him.'

Pushing the letter aside, Deku turned is attention to the next one, wondering just how many guys suddenly liked him now that he was a girl.

Hey Deku! I know I seem like a pretty confident guy outwardly, but I'll be honest, I'm too shy to actually tell you this in person. Seeing you this morning made me question myself a lot. I know that you're a guy and I know that this change is only temporary, but you are a stunningly beautiful girl, and I have no idea what to think anymore. I'm not opposed to being with a guy, but I also like how you are right now, so I'm kind of at war with myself. I'm sorry if I sound shallow, but I was hoping that maybe we could go on a date? I want to spend that time with you and really figure out how I feel, because I like you, but I'm not sure if it's just a crush or something more. You can say no, I'd just be happy to know that you read my letter and understand where I'm coming from.

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