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After Bakugou left my room, my face heated up. I swear, it felt as if my whole left side would light on fire, but it didn't. I close my eyes and look up.
"He's so beautiful," I mumble to myself. "I love him.."
I reopen my eyes and I get up. Heading to my door, I shut the lights off and head downstairs. I head to the small squad, aka DekuSquad. Midoriya and Uraraka are playing Mario Cart, while Iida and Asui talk. A smile perks up on my lips but I look down.
"Oh! Todoroki! When did you get here?" Midoriya pauses the game and Uraraka groans.
"Just now," my voice gave out in a rough way.
"Hello Todoroki, are you feeling good?" Iida waves and smiles.
"Yes I'm good, thank you Iida," I lie, but bow anyway.
I'm more concerned about Bakugou now. After catching him cut, I got supper worried. And seeing the new scars that he has, it's hurtful. My sister did that, but after my dad got her into surgery.. she stopped cutting. It's surprising how my own father can be an ass, but at the same time, be really supportive. He made sure my sister got both her top and bottom surgery. Though I don't know what's the difference between bottom surgery.
"-roki!"
I quickly look at who called me. "What?"
"You sure your okay?" Midoriya said, clearly in front of me.
My fists clench but unclench. "Yes Midoriya. Thanks for worrying. I'm probably just tired right now," I say, yawning at the end.
Midoriya grabs my hand and takes me outside. "You can tell me anything, you know I'm like.. your bestfriend right?" He moves his hand around his face.
"Oh, uh, yeah," I nod and look to the side, a crimson red taking over my face. "It's just, you know.. Bakugou?" Midoriya nods. "And how I like him?" The green-head nods again. "Just over thinking about confessing." My brows knit together. Where did that come from? I don't even know what it means..
"That's great!" Midoriya exclaims. "I don't really know if Kacchan likes boys, but I'm sure it'll be okay," says Midoriya, nodding like crazy.
"May I ask though," I look at him. "What does confessing mean?" I ask.
Midoriya's eyes widen and the edges of his mouth curve upwards. "Todoroki, why did you say it if you didn't know what it meant?" A chuckle escapes his mouth. "It means, when your going to tell someone you love them. Basically saying I love/like you . Sometimes meaning more than a friend."
"I like Bakugou more than- Wait, Bakugou isn't my friend though?" My eyebrows knit together again and I become more confused.
That must have been funny, because Midoriya burst out into laughter. "Kacchan says he has no friends, that doesn't mean it's true. Kirishima is his friend."
I nod. "Thanks Midoriya."
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As I'm getting into bed, music blasts from next door. Bakugou. I groan in frustration, and sit up. I stretch for two minutes and just sit there.
Next thing, I get up and head for the door. Before I can even stop myself, I'm at Bakugou's door knocking.
"It's open."
The music turns down. I walk into the room and stand by the door.
"Oh," says Bakugou, quickly putting his hands behind his back. "What do you want?" He yells quietly.
"Oh, um," I scratch my arm, "your music? It woke me."
The blonde just shrugs. "So? I don't care." He stares at me harshly.
I nod and back up to the door. Once I open the door, it creaks, and Bakugou mumbles something. I turn back to the blonde.
"Did you say something?"
Bakugou's head snaps up towards mine, and his brows knit together, "No! Get out of here half-and-half bastard."
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