Lonely Hoe | midoriya izuku

chapter thirty-one; You & the duplicate

"[M/n]! Put the alcohol down!" Stressed Izuku, prying the glass of rum from your hands.

"Babe, there's a psycho after me, the receptionist at the hotel thinks I'm a pedophile, I have a bruise forming on my neck where bakubitch hit me, so I think I deserve a lil something," You replied back, giving off a small pout as you sat in one of the chairs at the bar counter.

"The last thing we need is Yagi showing up an you being shitfaced," Katsuki piped up, taking a seat besides you, ignoring the insult you gave him.

Shōtō was upstairs talking with Mei about getting his hiccups fixed-- so he wouldn't accidentally send a fire or ice ball at someone one day. Which left you three by yourselves with a Denki, that was more than happy to serve you a much alcohol a you wanted.

"I think even if I did get drunk and he showed up, I believe my drunken self would know to push the button," You replied back, wiggling the button in front of Katsuki's face, in response to that he just smacked your hand away from him.

"Whatever, if he does show up you're on your own, don't expect me to save your ass," Flowered Katsuki, turning away from you, his head resting on his fist as Denki just slid a cup of murky liquid his way.

"The fuck is this?" asked Katsuki, picking the cup up, his eyes squinted as he examined the liquid.

Denki, in return, grinned wickedly.

"You'll like it for sure, it's a lil something Mei and I created-- it's a form of alcohol that actually makes humanoids like you an me, drunk," The blond stated ever so proudly, making the teenaged boy roll his eyes.

"I've never been drunk before, and I don't plan on getting drunk today."

With that the spikey haired boy pushed the cup away from him, a you shrugged.

"Say, [M/n], so what's your deal with Midoriya over there?" Asked Denki, after he was done trying to persuade Katsuki to drink the liquid.

You looked to your right, to see your green haired roomie looking at the jukebox in the corner of the bar curiously.

"What do you mean?" You asked back, turning to look at the Pikachu.

Denki lifted a brow.

"Well it's quite obvious you two have something going on, the way you call him those nicknames, and the way he takes care of you-- like just a few moments ago he took away the alcohol since he didn't want you to be drunk & do something stupid," Said Denki, leaning on the counter, making direct eye contact with you.

"We're friends," You replied, but then again not so sure yourself.

When you got him you just wanted to be friends, but that ended up with him sleeping with you, him wearing your clothes, and him and you holding hands while at the grocery store... What were you two?

"Are you sure?" Smirked Denki, enjoying himself by watching you start to have a mental crisis thinking about the question he asked.

That's when Katsuki had enough, and slammed his fist down on the counter. Catching yours and Denki's attention.

"He said their friends, so they're friends, how about you go up someone else's ass now? Fucking dunce face, " He said, having enough of the other blonds shit.

"Okay okay.. I'll back off..but if I didn't know any better I'd think you're jealous.." Muttered the bar keep, moving off of the counter with his hands up in a surrounding motion.

"The hell you say?"

"N-Nothing."

You went to ask what Denki said since you couldn't hear him, but that's what Izuku came up to your side, tugging at the end of your shirt to get your attention.

"[M/n], there's a song I really wanna listen to over there.. But I need a quarter to listen to it.. Do you by chance have one? I-If it's okay--" You interrupted Izuku's mini rant by giving him Pat on the head.

"Of course I do, here cutie," You answered, offering out the quarter, and the smaller boy took it gratefully.

"Geez, you treat Deku like he's some little kid," Katsuki said, looking at Izuku who inserted the quarter into the machine.

"Do I really?" You chuckled, unknown to you that light blush slowly bloomed onto your face.

Katsuki just tch'ed, turning away from you.

Upstairs, Shōtō and Mei were talking, the boy was sitting on one of her chairs as she was looking in a backroom for more tools so she could fix up his hiccups. And as she was back there, the different haired boy couldn't help but stare at the three bodies, more specifically the body that looked exactly like you. Your duplicate.

.. And somehow, Shōtō Todoroki found himself in from of it, peering down at 'you,' his gears shifted inside him as he placed a hand on your face.

Was this the closest he'll be able to ever get with you when you were alone..? But this isn't even you, so technically it didn't count... but..

He moved some of 'you're [h/c] hair out of your face, leaning down, as he presses his forehead against yours.

Staring at 'you're closed eyes.

"Uhm... What are you doing?" Asked Mei, making the teenaged boy snap upwards, looking at the salmon haired girl in surprise.

"I was just curious to see if he actually felt real..!" Shōtō said quickly, making Mei's eyes light up

"Of course they feel real! I created it! Just feel his hands too! I made them out of.." As she started to explain how she made you, Shōtō just continued to starebat your duplicate, biting down on his bottom lip.

She captured every single detail of you.. and Shōtō couldn't help but feel the urge to have your duplicate.. If Izuku gets to have the real you..

....Can't Shōtō at least have a humanoid version of you?