the roommate contract - todomomo

fifteen \\ "am i making you uncomfortable, peaches?"

"I wanna go to the mall," was the first thing Momo heard the next morning after Shouto had done everything he could to wake himself up without the use of caffeine. His attempts were unsuccessful and he looked like the walking dead. The thing was that after much research and a lot of showers, the two of them had eventually found out that there was no cure for puffy stickers stuck to skin. You just had to wait for them to fall off which would, at the current moment, be another day. 

"Why?" 

"Becuase I want hot chocolate and we don't have any and they always serve it at the mall," The dual-haired man rubbed his eyes tiredly as he made his way through the apartment basically naked save for a towel around his waist. Most of the time they had an agreement, though it was not stated in the official contract, that if one of the guys got to walk around virtually naked, Momo did too. However, this never happened because Izuku and Denki couldn't handle a naked girl walking around their apartment, but when it was just Momo and Shouto, it was perfectly fine. 

For one thing, Shouto thought watching Momo walk was one of the best things this world had to offer. And Momo was big on equality, so she had no right to complain when Shouto walked around with just a towel on.

"Yes, but why can't we just go to the grocery store? Also why hot chocolate? I thought you'd want coffee," Momo asked looking up from her book momentarily to make eye contact with him and was instead met with a dripping wet naked man standing in their living room. She blinked her eyes as if that would get her to stop staring at her roommate like a piece of meat. But damn, he was kinda too gorgeous to not look at with those sculpted muscles and- oh god, he had such nice abs-

Momo snapped herself from her trance just fast enough that she was looking down at her book when he turned to face her. 

"Well, for one thing, coffee in this area is expensive as fuck and mall hot chocolate is good shit. And it's free. Also, the mall has other cool stuff too. Like an indoor bouncy castle and those enormous sparkly glasses. And they have really expensive pocket watches and gold-plated pens," She could feel him staring at her, but she couldn't look up becuase then he would see the bright blush that had spread across her cheeks. And that couldn't happen becuase then he'd either start making sex jokes or he would think she was breaking rule number three. Which she wasn't (?). 

"Okay, and how much of that are you going to buy?" She asked, keeping her eyes plastered on the words that she wasn't acutally even reading much less actually processing. Her words were on autopilot becuase her brain was too busy tripping over itself as he walked around, his muscles flexing with each movement. God, why did he have to do that? He was going to kill Momo. 

"Duh, none of it becuase I'm broke as fuck, but we seriously need to get out. I feel like I've been in here forever," He flopped down on the couch next to her and she visibly tensed up. It was just too...everything of a situation. He was almost completely naked and dripping wet to the point where Momo could see water drops rolling down his toned chest and across his abdomen. And she could literally smell his body wash that was acutally her body wash. And now she was blushing and trying not to make it too obvious that he had such an effect on her as she forced her eyes to read every word on the page in her head syllable by syllable. And he must've noticed this too becuase he suddenly smirked and said, "Am I making you uncomfortable, Peaches?" 

"You're getting water on the couch," was her soft response that earned the ghost of a laugh from him as he stood up. She silently thanked him for not mentioning the fact that her face was probably bright red, at least that's what she assumed it looked like becuase it felt like her cheeks were on fire. She kept having to remind herself that there were only two days until New Year's and then after that Izuku and Denki would be back. 

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The car ride to the mall was characterized by Shouto repeatedly asking Momo questions about herself like, "Have you ever had short hair?" and "Do you work out or is your body just naturally like that?" or "Do you have any tattoos?" The truth about those questions was that no, other than when she was growing it out, Momo had never had "short" hair, she didn't work out, just had good genes, and yes, she had one tattoo and Shouto Todoroki would never see it. At least, that's what she told herself. 

"So like, are you really bi?" The inevitable question that Momo had been expecting since the beginning had finally come up and Momo had prepared her answer in such a situation. 

"Are the stickers still on my face?" Momo was straight, but she liked watching her dual-haired roommate spend an inordinate amount of energy trying to figure out if she had actually kissed a girl before. Sometimes he would try and discreetly ask her questions like, "Is girls' hair really sofer than guys' hair?" and other times he wouldn't even try to hide his motives and just ask her outright, "Are girls really better at making out than guys?" But her answer was always the same. 

"C'mon, Peaches, please. I'm begging you. This is the only time you'll ever hear me say please," He tilted his head to look at her as they stopped at a red light. Momo just raised an eyebrow and side-eyed him, wondering if she should just put him out of his misary. They had technically figured out how the stickers would get off her face, it just hadn't been the answer Momo wanted. She couldn't hold that against him. Although, she would hold the coffee machine hostage until such time as he formulated an actual apology, which had yet to happen becuase he was stubborn as hell. 

"Fine, I'll tell you, but you can't freak out," She decided as the car jolted back into movement, keeping her voice as flat as humanly possible. "I'm not bi," She shrugged in a matter-of-fact way. She knew before she even saw the contemplating look on his face what the question he was going to ask next was going to be. This was Shouto Todoroki we were talking about after all. 

"So you haven't fucked a girl?" She couldn't tell if he was disappointed or happy about her answer to his question and if he was being honest, neither could he. He was a little disappointed becuase it would've been super cool to have a bi roommate, but he was also glad for some reason he couldn't put his finger on. 

"Oh no, I've done that, and it was amazing," She smirked, her tongue peeking out between her full lips as she tried to hold back her laughter. It was a total lie, but she look of complete and utter shock that cross his face for a split second was totally worth it. He looked like he had just seen a ghost and his eyes widened in something akin to a mix of confusion and surprise that almost caused him to run a stop sign. Lucky for them, he slammed on breaks just in time, taking the pause to turn to her. 

"Wait, for real?" He furrowed his eyebrows at her and she burst into a fit of giggles, making it blatantly obvious that she was lying to him as she did a terrible job of containing her laughter. He narrowed his heterochromatic eyes at her nodding on a sigh as he said, "You're fucking with me." She was still laughing uncontrollably as she wiped tears from her eyes and readjusted herself in her seat. 

"Yeah, one-hundred percent."  

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