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Hitoshi Shinsou was not new to this whole not sleeping thing. He could go days without sleep so it didn't really phase him as he stared at the light purple ceiling. He could faintly hear his fathers' snoring from the other room and his little sister's too. He sat up and checked his phone the bright light stung his eyes. 2:43. "Fuck." The purple haired boy rolled over on his side to stare at a singular Polaroid on the wall. Denki and him stood in front of a skate park and flipped off the camera, they looked happy. If he remembers correctly one of Denki's friend was taking the photo. Hitoshi smiled faintly at the image before closing his eyes to try to sleep. He was unsuccessful.
Izuku Midoriya was staring at his feet while water dripped down his back. He fucked up, again. He felt gross, why did he let himself do that? It would have been so easy to say no. He caved and now he was paying for it. He reached out a pale freckled hand and cranked the temperature in the water as hot as possible. He felt sore all over for more reasons than one, he just hoped the other guy was gone when he got out. The green haired boy was numb when he found out the guy left, they always do anyways. When Izuku got to his room he got dressed, flicked off the light, and welcomed to cold darkness as he let out soft whimpers.
