I Blame Me (Tododeku) [Completed]

26 ~ Fuck

Midoriya's POV

I held back a chuckle as I stared at the orange bottle in my hand. 'What are these for? It's not like they'll help. I mean, I threw them away the first time around for a reason.' I thought stuffing them in my sweatshirt's pocket, continuing to the kitchen. I stepped in, not paying any mind to who was in there or what they were talking about. I walked over to the garbage can and threw the bottle away before going to the fridge and opening it, again, not caring who was there.

I grabbed one of the water bottles, but my clumsy fingers let it go. It hit the fridge and proceeded to bounce and hit my leg. I felt the pain course through the entire length of shin. I flinched slightly as I bent down and picked up the water bottle, making sure that there was no blood on my pants, before standing back up.

"So, Midoriya, wanna tell me what happened to your shins?" The deep, tired voice told me exactly who it was before I even saw their face. "A-Ah, M-Mr. Aizawa." I said, turning around, smiling. "Stop that. You don't have to force it." Aizawa said, taking another sip of whatever was in his mug, probably coffee.

'Of course he'd know.' I thought, wanting to hide in my room. "Hm?" I hummed, acting like I didn't know what he was talking about. The dark haired man sighed, setting his mug down. "You really don't trust anyone, do you kid?" Aizawa sighed. "W-What? Y-Yes I do!" I replied nervously. "Wanna bet?" I jumped hearing the familiar voice from close behind me, my legs stinging. I turned quickly, ending up facing Todoroki, our noses almost touching. 'Uh, Too close!' I thought, feeling the heat of his breath.

"A-A-Ah! T-Todo! Um, uh." I was tripping over my words and couldn't focus as I stepped back, feeling extremely embarrassed. My head was filling with everything that had previously happened in Recovery Girl's office. "Oh, she let you out?" Aizawa asked from behind me. I turned to my side, so I could see both of them. "We were just talking, don't make it sound like I was injured." Todoroki replied dryly, his face blank and unreadable.

I was beyond confused and my shins were throbbing. My head started to spin and I realized I hadn't drank any of the water I originally came down for. "Whatever. Anyway, as I was asking this problem child before, what happened to your shins?" Aizawa asked, turning back to me as I was unscrewing the cap to my water bottle.

"Hm, Me? Problem Child?!" I asked, slowly getting louder. 'Am I really that much of a burden?' I asked myself, still feeling like complete trash. "You're avoiding the question." Todoroki said, his tone feels almost unfamiliar. 'He's normally so much kinder.' I thought. I looked down, knowing that he wasn't wrong. "I know." I mumbled, looking down at my water bottle with a small, sad smile.

I finished twisting off the lid and took a sip of the water. "I tripped, probably bruised my shins." I lied, knowing that I'm clumsy. "Sure, 'cause the growing red mark on your pants is from a bruise." Todoroki said, sending me into a small panic. I looked down further, seeing that he wasn't lying.

I felt my heart race increase and it felt like time slowed as I couldn't find a way out of this. I couldn't say anything and I felt cornered; trapped. "Yeah? What's it to you? I watched him slip down the dammed stairs. Leave the nerd alone. He looks like a pinned dog. And I'm called dense, goddamn." I looked up, surprised to find Kacchan looking smug.

"Yeah, 'cause you are bro. But you're right, he looks like a kid being bullied by older kids." Kirishima said, not far away from Kacchan. "Oh! Hey Kirishima!" I said excitedly, just seeing his smile made me feel a bit better. 'Nothing like what Todo's smile would be able to do.' A small ping left my chest sore as I looked to the bi-color haired boy, just in front of me. "Hey, Brozuku!" Kirishima responded, his smile wider than before.

"Um, what? Did you just call the nerd, 'Brozuku'?" Kacchan asked, looking completely weirded out. I laughed. "I've never heard that one before!" I said, feeling a little less tense than before. "Yeah, I called Todoroki, 'Todobroki' and he said he didn't like it." Kirishima said, his smile actually visible. 

"Haha, that's great." I laughed. "Anyway, I was just headed back up to my room. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said, trying to slip by Todoroki and get away from Aizawa's previous question. "Hey, you never answered my question." Aizawa said, stopping me just before I could get passed the half n' half teen. "Yeah I did. I'll see you guys later!" I replied, not turning around. I continued as my heart picked up pace again.

"Hey, I'll come with." Todoroki said, following behind. 'Fuck, why?' I thought, turning around stiffly. "Ah, you don't have to." I said, starting to feel overwhelmed. "But Mido, I want to." Todoroki said. My heart skipped a beat as he used that nickname again. I sighed, "O-Okay then." I agreed, heading towards the elevator, Todoroki on my tail. We walked in silence as we continued to my room.

The elevator ride was quiet and it made me nervous. I stepped out in front of Todoroki, listening as his footsteps followed. We reached my door and I couldn't take it. "Okay, what?" I asked turning around to face Todoroki. "The blood on your pants, it's growing fairly fast. That's not from trippi-" I stopped him from finishing by opening the door and pulling him in.

I felt like I could break at any moment. "Shut up." I said as I kept my hand on his arm and closed the door. "Just... please." I was falling apart, I could hear it in my voice. I leaned my head against his chest gently as I felt tears filling my eyes. "I just- I don't know. I want to go home." I said, images of my smiling mom flowed into my head as tears started falling. "Shh, it's okay." Todoroki soothed, wrapping his arms around me and rubbing my back.

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