BEFORE YOU START THIS: I want to let you guys know that there is cursing in this, which shouldn't be too bad tbh, but if you can't handle the f- bomb any of the "worse" curses, please don't read then, or just read over please. Thank you guys for all of your support, and your wonderful comments, you don't know how much that means to me you guys. You rock!!
After Y/n calmed down a bit, he waked back out with some loose clothing, "H-here you go Yagi!" Toshinori turned, a cherry color tinted his cheeked, "Thank you," He took them with gratitude. He started to walk towards the bathroom before he stopped, "Oh um by the way," He turned back to Y/n, and Y/n turned to him, "Y-yes?"
Toshinori smiled, "You don't need to call me Yagi, call me Toshinori," He turned back around and continued on his path, leaving Y/n shocked and even more embarrassed. After about twenty minutes or so, they were both ready, thankfully Y/n did have clothes that fit him.... somehow. Y/n and Toshinori walked out of the apartment, and to the school, chatting idly, like nothing had happened.
When they reached the school, whispered around them started to become clear as stares of others falling upon them. They headed inside, a silence falling over them, feeling a bit awkward. They went up to the teachers lounge, walking in together, "So," Toshinori started, "I um... I should thank you for the breakfast this morning!" He rubbed his neck. Y/n shook his head, "Oh, don't worry about that... Honestly I should be thanking you," He chuckled nervously, "You helped me alot last night..."
Little did they know they were being watched by a few familiar people. The door burst open, "Hello lovelies~" Nemuri walked in, her voice carrying smoothly, followed by Aizawa and Hizashi. Y/n and Toshinori jumped back a bit, clearing their throats, "H-hello Nemuri..." They both waved awkwardly.
"So~ Whatcha talking about you two? Anything interesting?" They both shook their head, blushing harder, "Nope! Nothing at all! J-Just talking about plans for our.... um... classes!!" Toshinori thought up fast, Y/n nodded, "Y-yep!"
The others obviously didn't buy it, but they didn't push them any further.... For now. They all took a seat talking about what the upcoming event was, the Sports Festival. The event that shook each student every year, an event for students to show off what they had.
"Hopefully this time Midoriya will have control of that quirk of his... otherwise he'll be screwed," Aizawa spoke monotone voice, pointedly at Toshinori. Toshinori slightly sank in his chair a bit, "I think young Midoriya has come very far with his quirk, He has gotten alot better. Instead of his whole arm he has been concentrating it into tinier part."
"That doesn't matter, if he continues to be wreckless he will hurt himself, maybe even immobilize himself for good!" Aizawa's voice raised slight, he wasn't wrong though, and they all knew it. Toshinori rubbed the bridge of his nose, 'He's right... I need to be a bit harder on him,' Y/n saw Toshinori's struggle and he pat his arm, "Hey at least he isn't extremely hurt right now! He has significantly improved Aizawa," He defended slightly. Aizawa growled, "Oh shut up, you're just defending you're little crush aren't ya..."
Y/n's smile started to slowly vanished, "No? I'm just pointing out a fact," he neither agreed nor disagreed with Aizawa. However Aizawa didn't see it that way, and became frustrated, "Mhm, and considering the fact that he is not improving is a sign that the one teaching him and helping him out," he looked slightly at Toshinori, "and that his master is failing him," Toshinori was surprised that he had figure it out, but it was kind of obvious, he looked down feeling a sense of doubt start to drown him. Y/n saw how Toshinori looked and slightly pieced it together.
The air went dense, Hizashi looked back and forth between the two. Y/n's eyes went deadly, "No, Aizawa, I'm simply pointing out the truth, now if you would pull your head our of your ass that'd be fan-fucking-tastic," Toshinori looked up at Y/n, who was now standing, his hands on the desk as he leaned forward, his glower increasing by the second. Even Aizawa was surprised, Aizawa didn't mean to upset him, only to show him that the student was falling behind, he now realized that he was pretty harsh on Toshinori, and that may have been what triggered him into getting furious, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hed to my class and actually fucking teach them instead of lying on my ass, like you!!" His rage had gotten the best of him in that moment, which was very, very rare. He slammed his book closed and marched off to his room. The room was dead silent, Aizawa was frozen, he had known him for years yet he never saw him react like that, although he didn't deny that he deserved it his comment was a bit snarky.
"Welp, you fucked up my man..."
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