𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 || 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔

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The sun burned through Izuku's eyelids, but that wasn't what woke him up. The sound of vomiting beside him made his stomach churn, as he quickly sat up to see Uraraka leaning over the bed, her short hair sticking to her face from a mixture of vomit and sweat.

"Uraraka!" He cried out, getting up and looking around. He found a small trash can, grabbing it and bringing it over to his friend. She looked horrible, dark circles under her eyes, dry heaving as she tried to get all the vile substances out of her body.

"I-Izuku.." she cried, "w-what happened last n-night?" The red in her cheeks darkened, tears staining a stream down her face.

"I-I I'm," Izuku started to stutter out, but he went silent after he heard the three slow knocks. He stood up, holding his finger up to tell her to hold on. He quickly walked over and opened the door, revealing the lilac haired male, dressed in black joggers, a matching black tank top and a towel over his shoulders. His nose scrunched up as he peered behind the smaller male, seeing the girl trying to hide her face with her hand. He let out a sigh, looking at the wooden floor below and seeing the mess that surrounded the trash can.

"I-um, the bathroom is down the hall." He grunted, turning on his heels and walking towards the stairs. Izuku walked over to Uraraka, helping her to her feet. He guided her to the bathroom, he started the water and made sure she was able to stand on her own before exiting the room.

"Oof—" his nose collided with the stronger built male, who was holding a mop and bucket full of water.

"Careful doll face, we don't need a bigger mess now do we?"

Izuku felt his stomach flutter, watching as he walked into the room. "W-Wait! I can clean it!" Izuku state's, running in after him. He didn't even notice the spray bottle in his hand as well.
The lilac haired male held his hand out, "knock yourself out," he stated. When Izuku started to clean the floor, the Lilac haired male stripped the bed and exited the room once again.

"I don't have any clothes!" Uraraka announced. Izuku leaned the mop on the wall, going to the closet to try and find something. He looked through the clothes until he heard someone clear their throat.

"Isn't it rude to go through other people's belongings?"

"I'm m sorry," he squeaked, turning to see Shinsou at the door way. He chuckled, "it's fine, just don't grab my uniform."

Izuku grabbed a random band tee, then a pair of basketball shorts and tended to Uraraka. He noticed that Shinso started to clean up the last bit of the mess, which made him feel awful. He could only imagine how bad Uraraka felt.

"Here, hurry so we can get home." Izuku whispered, shutting the door before she could reply.

The ride home was silent, but at least Uraraka was told the one hundred percent truth about what happened last night, it put her at ease knowing she was saved, but the thought of being drugged to be assaulted shook her up, which made her cry again. She started going to these types of parties in middle school, and this is the first time this has happened to her. It made her realize how vulnerable she truly is, even if she brought someone with her.

She didn't blame Izuku though, they lost each other at the party. She's just happy that he stayed by her side once he found her. Even if she barfed all over the place in the morning.

When Shinso pulled up to Uraraka's house, was the first time he spoke up. "Hey, don't worry about the clothes. I have more at home."

"Are you sure? I can wash them and bring them-"

"No it's fine." He cut her off, "just get rest, it's going to be a few days before that fully gets out your system."

Uraraka modded, looking at Deku. "Is he giving you a ride home? Or do you want my mom to?"

"I can give him a ride too."

Seconds after they pulled off, he felt his phone vibrate, it was a text from the brunette herself.

Rara; text me when you get home please!!

Izuku instantly went on his phone, scrolling through instagram, twitter, and reddit. He wished that he just stayed with Uraraka's house, he honestly didn't know what he was thinking agreeing to allow Shinso to take him home. Izuku looked up after a few minutes, realizing that they were pulling into a drive thru, his confused look gave Shinso the time to speak up. 

"You never gave me your address, doll." 

"o-o-oh yeah," The greenette stuttered, his face turning a big red as he took Shinso's phone from his hand, typing in the address. "Sorry-" he was cut off by the lilac haired male ordering his food, looking over at Izuku to see if he wanted anything. Izuku only shook his head no.

"You know you can relax, right?" Shinso stated, handing his card over to the worker, "If I planned on doing something to you, don't you think I would've last night instead of helping your friend?" 

Izuku nodded, "sorry, I just-"

The food was handed to Shinso, as well as his card, which he put back in his wallet, setting the food in Izuku's lap. Izuku knew he was right, if Shinso was a bad person, he would've done something to him within the few hours he was there. Right? The greenette looked at Shinso, noticing that he was a nose piercing, as well as his ears stretched a bit. He had a few tattoos on his arm, which honestly shocked Izuku. Was he even old enough to get tattoos? Looking at the dragon outline that was going up his arm, Izuku blushed when he noticed that Shinso was glancing at him. 

"What? Have you ever seen a tattoo before?" 

"Are you even old enough?"

"No, but who cares?" Shinso chuckled

Izuku's eyes widened, mouth opened agape "B-But how did you-"

"I know people." Shinso replied, "Why, do you want one?" Izuku shook his head, "No thank you, I don't- I've never wanted one."

Shinso nodded, pulling up to Izuku's driveway. He noticed that the greenette tensed up when he looked at the house, a man standing on the porch with a cigarette in his mouth. He had a bitter look on his face when he looked at the car. "Who's that?" Shinso asked, 

"my dad," Izuku whispered, unbuckling his seat belt and opening the door. He slipped out of the car,  "Have a good day, thank you for the ride." 

Shinso nodded, "Be safe, Izuku." 

Izuku shut the door, slowly walking up to his home. "Good morning, dad." he tried to smile, tried. But it was hard to, when he was given such a hated look. He only received an eyeroll, and a grumble,

 "Clean the fucking house, you ungrateful piece of shit."

I finally updated!! I'm so excited to be writing this!!!