Quirkless Isn't Hopeless (Complete)

To Abuse You

Chirp, chirp. Chirp, chirp.

Her big onyx eyes fluttered open to the birds signing, welcoming morning. She yawned before out-stretching her body on the bed, dragging the sheets. She let out a content sigh, sitting up. She lazily flipped the blanket off, climbing out of bed. She walked past her vanity mirror, stopped, and retracted back to it. She glanced at her reflection.

It was one of his ridiculous written T-shirts. The one she was wearing was white that literally said T-shirt. She turned her head to her shoulder inhaling his lingering scent. She giggled, smiling at her reflection one more time before getting ready for school.

Yaoyorozu checked her phone after slipping on her shoes, finishing up. "Oh dear, it looks like we're in for some rain." She waited at the front door for her driver to arrive. "I hope Izuku has an umbrella." Since he hasn't been able to use his air trek to show up at night he's been under more fatigue taking longer trips. She nibbled on her bottom lip. She knew about his sleeping problems before they started this, 'and now I'm just adding to it...' She winced. She cleared her throat, ignoring that moment. "No, Izuku's made this choice for himself... H-He wants to be with me." She hesitated. 'But what about Uraraka, and Hatsume... They're closer to him than me.' She felt at a disadvantage, but the hard part was facing them and the guilt every morning. Why couldn't she just have the comfort of their nights without the aftermath of the morning chasing after her?

Every night they slept together, she wished morning would never come. To have an endless dream with him.

"Miss Yaoyorozu, I have arrived." A voice buzzed from the intercom.

"Yes, I'll be right there." She replied. She walked to the door, grabbing the handle. Her eyes shadowed as she opened it.

"I'm off, Mother, Father." Whispering it to an empty house.

Momo was staring out the classroom windows as droplets slid down, nothing, in particular, was catching her attention, so she let her mind wander. 'I wonder what it would be like to walk home from school, sharing an umbrella with Izuku.' She sighed out at her daydream.

"Oh, who's got your head in the clouds?" Uraraka popped up next to her desk. "That's like the umpteenth time I've seen you do that lately, so who is it?"

"U-Uraraka, pardon, you caught me off guard."

She coughed to the side, accidentally glancing at Todoroki's directions. He, in turn, caught her eye contact. He went stiff, but no one could tell the difference, he thought of Midoriya's advice, yet remained actless.

She smiled at him. That transparent smile she easily handed out.

His eyes widened, his cheeks tinted an unnoticed pink at her actions. He cleared his own throat and looked away. He clutched his fist under his desk.

"But rather, what do you mean? Uraraka, as a hero in training I don't believe in neglecting my work ethic for those absurd displays of affection regarded as dates." She had her eyes closed, remaining calm in her lecture. She opened her eyes, glancing up at her eyes, almost piercing through Uraraka. "Although that's just me. Have you, perhaps, established a relationship with someone?" Her lips curved playfully. "Could it be, Mido-"

"Y-Yaoyorozu?! Not in front of Todoroki!" She shoved in. "Er, sorry Todoroki, can I borrow your desk for a while."

He turned away from his thoughts to her. "Oh, yeah, sure." He stood up, pulling out the seat for her. "I need to find Midoriya anyway. For my suit." He quickly added that second part.

"Don't mention what we talked about!" Uraraka reached out, embarrassed.

"Don't worry. I didn't pay attention." He added, walking to the door.