Sweet Green || DEKU Bowl (SLOW UPDATE)

E I G H T

"Hey, did you see the newly posted video?" Denki said with a large smile. As he ran down the stairs, he immediately ran towards the group of people that he hung out with. The other students turned to the phone, and looked down at the new video. It was already at eighty quintillion views, which would easily destroy both Pewdiepie and kick TCG out...if they were even in YouLive.

Katsuki looked at the video, and listened closely at the background. But as usual, he found nothing in the background. This singer was a master when it came to removing all the sounds from the background, which he had always despised since the mysterious person was so secretive. The voice of the singer had overcame him, and had drawn his attention to the green haired boy. Sure, he looked familiar, but that green haired boy in their class definitely cannot be the singer that everyone longed to know about. "Fucking shit—"

"Good morning, everyone," Izuku said sleepily. The class turned to Izuku with a smile, and circled around him with a large smile. Some said good morning, some gave him a hand shake, and others just patted his back or fist bumped him. This made Izuku feel loved, and not for what he really is behind that mask that he wears. When everyone got back, Shouto sat by Izuku and started a small conversation with him.

"So....thank you again," he said.

"What for? I didn't do anything," Izuku replied. He started tying his shoe laces up, and smiled when he successfully finished. Shouto blushed at how easy it was to make Izuku happy, and scooted a little closer the greenette angel. The readers watched in awe as their male classmates stared at the two with a sort of jealously kind of feeling.

"I....like yo-"

"BREAKFAST IS READY!!" shouted Katsuki. Izuku replied with another shout, and turned back to ask what Shouto was about tot say. Shouto looked down and lied, saying that he said nothing to Izuku. This didn't concern Izuku since he was a blind man when it came with people's feelings. He grabbed Shouto's hand, and dragged him to the dining table. A sharp breath of relief escaped from his lips, and he held onto Izuku's hand tightly.

...

"Todoroki, aren't you spacing out too much?" Izuku asked, which Shouto's eyes rolled to see the green boy. He finished the soba he had between his chopsticks, and asked if it were true. Everyone else was a little jealous, since...Izuku was giving most of his attention to the scar-face boy. They either broke their chopsticks, bent their silverware, or just ate their meals in "peace". Well, Izuku was busy nodding his head, his fluffy hair bounced as he did.

"Oh, well...I was thinking of my father," Shouto lied. Izuku felt worried, while Shouto felt a little proud of his lies. He was used to it after practicing it against his own father, which he didn't feel any nervousness or remorse about it. But for Izuku, he just felt a little hint of regret, but he didn't want to show it to the boy. "It's fine," Shouto said, patting on the head of the innocent joy.

"Okay, if you say so," Izuku said, smiling at Shouto. ONLY at Shouto.

Outside:

"What the fuck? It's like those dumb, otome games that girls play when they can't find lovers," he said, gnawing on a piece of his handkerchief. His companion peered over in discomfort, staring at the greenette that he longed for. It had been a while since he spoke to that boy, and he missed him greatly. "Hey, what do you think? Don't you think that he's also a slut?" he asked.

"...I don't know," his companion replied, which he felt a little angered. But he didn't say a word.

"Well, we have to go back," he said, dragging his 1-C companion. The boys walked away, but only one was looking back for another glance. 'I promise to come back for you, Izuku Midoriya.'

Back:

"Hey, Bakugo, did you feel something?" Kirishima asked, which Katsuki nodded in reply. He turned to the sweet boy, and stared at him for no reasoning at all. "You don't think—"

"Shut up," Katsuki replied, grabbing another piece of ginger to eat. As he chewed his food, he glanced over towards the window to see a purple haired boy. They all knew who he was, even Katsuki remembered. He was the one who made Izuku become more reckless, which meant that he was the reason that Izuku didn't learn about safety. Kirishima stared at Katsuki for a few minutes, then turned back to grab a piece of the pickled radish.

"You know it's him but you don't do anything," he whispered. "How unmanly," he muttered before putting the pickled radish in his mouth. Katsuki didn't hear what Kirishima said, and just continued eating. While Izuku and Shouto were talking to each other, ignoring the rest who were mentally noting about his behavior.

"Guys," Shouto said, "could you all stop watching us? We're just having a "normal" conversation, don't you see? It's uncomfortable if you (an outsider) watch us." He didn't feel cocky or anything like that, but he looked smug to the other's perspectives.

"Normal conversation, we see."