College sucks (bakudeku College Au)

pt. 14

I like Peter pan.
I got a pin
Ok now enjoy your chapter
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Deku POV:

I was just walking out of class with Todoroki when I hear

"Hey deku! Todoroki!" Uaraka says happily, skipping toward us. "Look what I found!" She says handing me a sheet of paper with writing on it.

!!Festival!!

Games, snacks and friends

Blah blah blah blah starts at 8:00
Blah blah
And there will be fireworks at the end. Friday.

"Oh, this looks cool" I say getting excited

"Yeah tsuyu, Iida and I are going and I wanted to see if you and Todoroki would like to go too"

"I've never really gone to things like this, so sure" the candy cane says with a little smile "midoriya? What about you?"

"Yeah of course, it looks like a lot of fun" I say getting excited "maybe I can ask if kacchan would like to go"

"Oh yeah that would make it better. He would greet everyone with such kindness" Todoroki says sarcastically

I laugh awkwardly then say "well actually when we were kids, he would get pretty excited whenever the neighborhood would do stuff like this"

"...I see"

And there was an awkward silence

"A-anyway what did I miss in class you guys?" Uaraka says cheerfully

~timeskip~

I threw my bag on my bed then walked up to kacchan, who was comfortably sitting on his bed reading a book.

"Hey kacchan, look at this" I say handing him the paper.

"The hell is this?" He starts reading
"A Festival?" He says not sounding even slightly interested.

"Y-yeah, me and a few friends were gonna go and uh I wanted to know if you wanted to go aswell" I say sitting beside his feet.

"Heh, yeah no" he looks back at his book.

I felt a little sad but not really surprised at that response. He never wants to go anywhere if it involves me in anyway.

"Well, why not?"

"Because I dont want to waste my time on a stupid party just cuz you asked me to" he says, starting to get annoyed.

"But you used to love these things when we were kids?"

"No."

"Please" I say with pleading eyes. He stops for a minute but hides his face behind his book.

"IM NOT GOING TO THAT SHITTY FESTIVAL WITH YOU. NOW BUGGER OFF" he yells. His face was red with... I think anger but I dont know, looks different.

"Fine.." I pout. I stand up then walk over to the bathroom to wash up the go to bed.

He continued to read his book as I began to feel heavier and heavier. Sleep slowly washed over me and I began to dream about school, wonder, and rainbows.