Arranged Marriage

Dancing & Date Advice

Izuku POV

I rolled out of bed with a groan. Momo had kindly brought me some breakfast to start off the day. I had school, I had a test, I had boy problems, I had life problems, I was the problem.

I wiped the tear stains from my cheeks with some tap water from the sink. I could care less about how I looked today. I folded up the borrowed clothes nice and neat and took a quick shower. Before Momo noticed I put the clothes under my bed, I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them despite the harsh words of Kacchan. I know he was just hurt but the things he said to me cut me deep as well.

I put on my uniform and awkwardly ran out the door, bumping into Kacchan along the way to school.

"H-hey."

"Tch. Just watch where you're going next time."

That reaction was quite... mellow considering I had bumped into him causing his coffee to spill all over his uniform shirt.

"Let me help."

"You've done enough."

"Please?"

He looked off defiantly but let me help nonetheless. I took my handkerchief and whipped what I could off of his shirt.

"I'm going to need you to take off your shirt for a moment."

He choked and mumbled out a "what?"

"You heard me."

"What the hell? Do you really wanna see me strip that bad?"

I had now realized the error of my ways.

"Please? I swear that's not why!"

Kacchan didn't obey orders easily so I was surprised when he complied. Although I did end up with a coffee stained shirt thrown at my head at the speed of light. However that was still not quick enough for me not to see his defined muscular features.

Anyyyyyways, I took the shirt and held it up, examining it all the while. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my water quirk. I opened my eyes again and saw the stain was now removed and the shirt was leviatating in a bubble of water. I shut my eyes again willing the water to leave the shirt. Eventually the water dispersed and went away just like I had ordered it to. I picked up the shirt from the ground and handed it back to Kacchan.

"I know it's not exactly ironed but it'll have to do."

He looked at me with his eyes agape and replied "thanks" after about me awkwardly standing there for five minutes. I took pride in the fact that I had made Kacchan momentarily speechless because that boy always had something to say. Also, those five minutes provided me with time to take in his nicely built figure. I did not remember him looking like that when we were kids.

"We're going to be late come on!"

I grabbed his wrist as he fumbled to get on the shirt. We had exactly seven minutes before school started.

Somehow we made it but the Sensei did not look too pleased seeing as we came rushing through the doors just as the bell rung.

She scoffed but we made it on time. The day dragged on and I longed for freedom. We rehearsed some Christmas dances and I ended up with Kirishima as my partner.

"One two three. One two three. Turn. Three right, three left," directed the Sensei.

Kirishima had his hands positioned above my waist and I had my hands on his shoulders. I mean we were dancing... but we were kind of goofing off. I couldn't contain my laughter when he made all those silly faces.