Teachers Pet

Family

Todoroki POV

So this was what a normal family was like. I watched silently as sensei and the Kirishimas joked throughout dinner. They tried to include me, but I didn't know how to respond to them. The red haired guy, who'd been introduced as Kirishima smiled at his son and wife happily. He seemed to be very fond of them.

I'd never been included in anything like this before. My father and I certainly never had meals together. Maybe when I was young? I couldn't recall a time when he'd been affectionate towards me. Maybe before the incident. Best not to think about that now.

I watched as Uraraka playfully ruffled her sons hair before hugging him close. I recalled the hug she gave me just an hour ago. Feeling her arms around me had felt nice. It was comforting.

I thought of senseis arms wrapped around me. He made me feel safe. I met his red eyes across the table and felt myself flush. The fluttering sensation rose in my stomach as I imagined resting my head against him as his strong arms wrapped around me.

I averted my eyes when he smiled at me. It made the sensation in my stomach worse. Was I getting sick? I had never felt this before.

"You ok Todo? You look a little flushed."

Sensei looked at me in concern. I thought about how best to answer.

"I don't know. I feel funny."

He quickly rose and came around the table to feel my forehead.

"You don't feel feverish. Can you describe what you're feeling?"

I bit my lip in thought. The sensations were so new to me, I wasn't sure how to describe them.

"Its like butterflies in my stomach. Sometimes it happens when I meet your eyes. And it got worse when you touched me."

I glanced up at him in confusion. I hoped he understood what was happening to me. He should be knowledgeable as a teacher. His eyes widened and his mouth made a little O of surprise.

Kirishima began to laugh so hard tears were falling from his eyes. He clutched his stomach and bent over gasping for breath. Uraraka frowned and smacked sensei in the arm frowning.

"BAKUGOU!!! He's just a child!"

Sensei glanced over at her in surprise.

"I told you it wasn't like that! I know he's a kid!"

I didn't understand what was going on. It was like I only had part of the conversation. But I wasn't a child. Even when I was younger, I'd never truly been a child.

"I'm not a child. I'm seventeen. I'll be eighteen next month."

Kirishima began to laugh even harder and fell out of his chair. His wife frowned at him.

"Its not funny Kiri!" She scolded him.

"You have to admit its a little funny. Just look at Bakugous face!"

I looked at sensei to see his face turning a little pink. Oh no! Had I gotten him sick that quickly?

"I'm sorry sensei. I didn't mean for you to catch whatever I have."

Uraraka began to laugh at my words. She placed a hand over her mouth to try to smother her laughter. What kind of friends were they to laugh when thier friend was ill? I frowned at them.

"You shouldn't be laughing when your friend could be seriously ill."

Thier laughter at his expense was making me angry for some reason. Sensei dragged a hand through his hair and sighed.

"Well fuck!"

"Language! Come on Asahi. Bed time!"

Uraraka ushered her young son from the kitchen much to his protests. He quickly ran around the table to hug his father and sensei before following his mother from the room.

"I'll leave you boys to talk."

She threw a meaningful glance at both of them. I sighed unhappily. I still didn't know what was going on. I didn't like the sensation. Kirishima exhanged glances with sensei before turning to me. His eyes were red like senseis, only not as pretty.

The thought made me frown. Did I think sensei had pretty eyes?  I glanced at him critically. His face was nicely sculpted. His jaw was strong and sharp. Nose nicely shaped. He had cupids bow lips with the lower lip a little fuller. His eyes were kind of narrow and a pure ruby-like red.

He was fit. So I guess he was pleasing to look at. Like fine art. Except art never made me feel fluttery. I really hoped someone would explain what was going on.

"Have you ever liked anyone?"

I thought carefully about his question.

"I like Momo. She's my friend."

Kirishima glanced at sensei again.  Sensei shrugged then sat in the chair next to me.

"Have you ever had these uh...fluttery... feelings with Momo?"

I frowned at Kirishima. Of course I hadn't. If I had felt this before, I'd know what was happening.

"No. I've never had these feelings before. Can you explain what's happening?"

Kirishima shook his head befire looking at sensei.

"Yeah, that's all you buddy. I'm not touching that. You explain it to him."

"Oh for fucks sake! Let's go Todoroki! Stop by after school tomorrow. I'll include it in your lesson."

With that he grabbed me by the arm and dragged me from the house. The ride back to the dorms was quiet. He bid me good night at the dorm building and walked away. I laid awake for awhile that night. I was still confused but I looked forward to the lesson after school tomorrow. Sensei would finally explain this weird feeling to me. I couldn't wait.