Homework Club

Truth or Dare

Fuck my life.

Before we could even fucking eat, the damn curry had to slow cook for at least an hour and a half more. In the meantime, Izuku suggested truth or dare as a "fun game for sleepovers". Of course, Shoto agreed, because fuck me and my opinion, right? Now I've been outvoted and here I am, sitting with the two shits at the table while we work out rules. Of course who cares about the rules, about halfway through, I started to zone out.

"Ok, so if we get a truth then you get....... Then if you don't say........ You loose........ If you don't complete the dare........... most points wins. Got it?" Shoto nodded and before I could even say anything, "Great! Let's start!" Can I shoot myself? I'm going to loose so fucking bad.

"I'll go first, okay? So Shochan. Truth or Dare?" He thought for a moment. "Mmm... Dare."

"Ok. I dare you toooo....." His green eyes scanned his surroundings. They suddenly lit up with an idea and mischief. A smirk found it's way onto his face, looking extremely out of place (lol rhyming). Ooookay, I do not like that look. "Take off your shirt." I have good reson...

Shoto's face became flustered and he went red. "What?! Why?!" I snickered at how embarrassed he was. "Because I feel like it. Now do it," Izuku paused. "Unless, of course, you want to start off in the negatives..." So this is a point thing...

Shoto sighed, the blush still painted across his cheeks and lifted the hem of his shirt up, exposung his stomach, chest, collarbones. Finally, it was completely off and he threw the garment over his shoulder. My god, I think I'm drooling.

Slim yet somehow still toned, his body was litterally perfect. The slight outline of abs, the v-line traveling and disappearing into his jeans, yet there was still that slight curve to his waist. The only thing that bothered me was the dark bruises that littered his abdomen, around his ribs and stomach.

"... chan. Kacchan, are you okay?" I blinked and looked up at them. Immediately my face grew hot and I could see how pink my cheeks were. "Were you looking at Shochan? Perv." He leant his chin on the back of his hand, a condescending smirk on his face. Where the hell did this person come from? Who are you and what have you done with Izuku?!

"Come on, Shochan. Your turn." He nodded. "K-Katsuki. Truth or dare?" I took note of the slight stutter in his voice, which was adorable and made me want to rip his shirt off dispite him not wearing one. What was in the Pepsi mom gave me?

Dispite what Shoto had to do, this was a point thing and for all I know, dares could give you more points. "Dare. Don't hold back!" Me and my big mouth and stupid ego. Izuku leant across the table and whispered into Shoto's ear. "Hey wait a moment!" I yelled, because that's not okay! Izuku is currently being more of a fucking perv than Mineta in my homeroom class! I don't want his dares! "That's not fair!"

Izuku looked at me. "Were you not listening to me at the start? I explained the rules. Exchanging dares and truths are allowed. So is passing, except you loose a point. You get 2 points for truths, 3 for dares and if you fail to complete them, you loose the amount of points depending on whether you did a truth or dare. Are you getting it now?" I nodded, still steaming. "Good. Now, Shochan?"

"Go get whatever your mom left in your room and bring it down to us." Oh shit. Whatever she gave me can't be good. Dispite that, I groaned, stood up and began walking upstairs. "I apologize in advance for what she gave me." I yelled down once I reached the top of the staircase. "Just hurry and bring it down!" Izuku replied. I sighed and opened my door. I felt my eyes widen and my face burst into flames. What the...?

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!"