Not a Phase ⛅️ [Tenya Iida Fanfic]

C.20 "So, what's on your mind?"

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"____?"

"Yeah it's me, who else?"

Fuji simply stared at you.

Whereas you tilted your head and crinkled your nose at him, tossing a small, white bag onto his lap.

"Eat up."
You said.

Fuji carefully unwrapped the tiny bag to find a red, squared-shaped container with a utensil box.

"It's your favourite. I made it myself."

Fuji opened the cover.

"An ekiben bento."
He breathed.

"With your favourite side dishes too."

"T-thanks ____, I really mean it."

"I can tell, now eat. I bet you're starved."

Fuji nodded and started to eat the dinner you had prepared him.

More like late night snack.

It was midnight. Fuji was sitting on the curve of a water fountain at a park nearby his house.

You'd figured he'd be there.

Fuji would usually go to that specific park at night whenever he wanted to escape reality.

The park would be crowded by dawn, vacant by dusk. And the park looked like a mythical, peaceful forest at night, at least to Fuji. Tonight, he visited the park again to fix his thoughts.

A few hours ago at U.A Academy, during lunch time, Fuji left school. It was allegedly said that he told the homeroom teacher a good enough excuse to be given permission to suddenly leave school. But know one really knew why he had fled.

And from what his parents told you (a few hours ago), Fuji hadn't eaten dinner and he's been isolating himself in his bedroom ever since he got back home.

Tonight was one of those chilly nights.

And surprise surprise, tonight was the same day you had your cafe date with Tenya.

Since there was a strong breeze tonight,
you wore a white, wool scarf; a big coat; a dark green sweater; a pair of thick, grey sweatpants and your signature small, brown boots.

You had two layers of socks on too, it was that cold.

When it came to coldness, you were extremely sensitive. So you had many thick-layered clothing prepared in your wardrobe. Another reason of why you had so many coats and jackets.

Instead of a Kanken, this time you had a normal black backpack with you. Inside of it, was a present you had made for Fuji a few days ago.

Fuji on the other hand, was wearing his dark grey, winter jacket; a simple white V-neck shirt; long, dark grey sweatpants and a pair of normal red sneakers.

Other than his phone, charger and power bank, Fuji had nothing else with him.

You sat down on Fuji's left as he ate.
After a few seconds of silence, you decided to talk.