power; tododeku

fifteen

"you look great," kirishima said, his hands on midoriya's shoulders. midoriya stood in front of a mirror in kirishima and bakugo's room. he wore black jeans with a deep blue blazer over a dark blue button-up shirt with white small polka dots.

"yes i do," midoriya replied with confidence in his voice.

"and you're gonna do great,"

"mm-hmm,"

"and you're gonna treat him right unless he doesn't, then shut it down quickly,"

"got it," 

"i'll beat him up if i have to," bakugo spoke.

"be polite as you always are," kirishima spoke, ignoring bakugo's words by rolling his eyes. 

"yes,"

"don't say, 'i love you',"

"easy as pie," 

"don't ask him out after,"

"easy, i think," 

"remember conversation topics," 

"i will," 

"don't be awkward,"

"i'm always awkward," 

"no," kirishima corrected him. 

"i'm never awkward,"

"good, confidence. confidence is key," 

"i think i've got this," midoriya said, turning around and facing kirishima. kirishima adjusted midoriya's blazer, sighing softly. 

"showtime," kirishima mumbled.

"he'll do fine, eijiro," bakugo said. bakugo and kirishima wore tuxedos, they were only dressed to serve midoriya and todoroki their food and drinks. the rest of the team had been told by kirishima and bakugo about the date, staying in their rooms. 

"okay, oh," kirishima facepalmed when he remembered something. "go get jiro for the music."

"oh, right," bakugo said before leaving the room. 

"it's a casual dinner, kirishima," midoriya reassured him. 

"it's your first date, deku," kirishima sighed. 

"everything is ready," bakugo said once he got back. 

"go get him," kirishima said, patting midoriya on the back before letting him go. bakugo and kirishima rushed to the kitchen before midoriya and todoroki. 

midoriya then went to his room, knocking softly on the door. 

"shoto? are you ready?" midoriya asked. todoroki opened the door, wearing a black shirt underneath his white blazer with white pants. 

"i am, are you?" todoroki responded, midoriya nodded. 

"let's go," midoriya gestured, the two walked downstairs. 

they headed into the dining room, the table had candles, two chairs on opposite ends of the table. todoroki smiled softly in awe. piano music was being played on a record player. midoriya took a red rose from the pocket of his blazer, spinning around and handing it to todoroki.

"for you, from yours truly," midoriya said with a small smile.

"thank you," todoroki spoke, taking the flower in his hands. "did you do this for me? that's an entirely different table." 

"i had some help," midoriya shrugged. "let's sit." the two sat down, todoroki putting the rose in the pocket of his blazer. 

"this is really sweet of you, izuku," midoriya smiled at todoroki's words.