I Hate That I Love You || Todoroki x OC [Discontinued]

Chapter Twelve- Bit of a Soft Spot for the Idiots

I caught a cold.

Right now, I was cuddled in bed with a damp towel over my forehead.

I sneezed which caused my Uncle to shift slightly.

If you're wondering, he lying at the foot of my bed because he's a clingy little bitch.

It also meant that I didn't go to school today... wow that's so weird to think about. Yeah... I'm going to school now. There are going to be days when I'm sick and days that I'm probably going to skip.

I even have a uniform and I love it.

But wow, I got really hurt. Well, it was my fault, I really was just enjoying it too much. It was so fun though. I smiled and giggled a bit causing him to wake up and yawn.

"Eh... what time is it?"

"Just in case you didn't realise, I'm covered in three blankets and I have a wet towel over my forehead AND you're lying on top of me."

He stretched and scratched his head. "Ryuu-chan... you're so mean when you're sick so just don't get sick!"

I rolled my eyes. "Ah, it's 16:53."

Oh wow, I've been sleeping all day. I shuffled a bit and managed to roll the blankets off me and take the towel off my head. After I sat up, I yawned and stretched.

"Eh?! No you need to lie back down!"

I waved him off. "Recovery girl is amazing..."

I unwrapped all the bandages and saw that I was fully healed. Don't get me wrong, it still ached and I felt sooo tired.

Oh wait, shit.

"Hey, weren't you supposed to leave today?"

He jumped a little bit and nervously laughed. "How can I leave when you're like this?"

He walked over to my desk and picked up my notebook that was still open on the page with all the little black stars. Frowning, he turned to me. "When did you do all of this?"

"Um, the day before the first day of school..."

He nodded and left the room. I sighed and scratched my head. He always hated it when I drew the stars, I really don't know why. In the first place, I don't why I do it...

I've been doing it for as long as I remember and I don't think it's going to stop anytime soon.

After one last yawn, I groggily walked down stairs to see him making and amazing, delicious-looking cup of pot noodles.

I was pumped. "YES, I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO MAKE ME SOME DISGUSTING PORRIAGE!"

"ONE CONDITION. COME GIVE ME A HUG."

I dropped to my knees and clutched my head. I had hope. I was so close. He was stood there, smiling, with his arms wide open, just waiting for me to run into them.

"AHAHAHAHAHAH! THERE'S NO WAY YOU'LL GIVE ME A HUG, SO I'LL JUST EAT THESE POT NOODLES AND YOU CAN JUST WATCH!"

He won't win this.

I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed.

Ha! How'd you like that?

He turned as red as his hair and was covering his face with both of his hands.

"You CREEP!"

I dove for my pot noodles and sat on the couch eating this delicious goodness. I turned back to look at him and he was on his knees, clutching his head.