Sketchbook Boy- A Tododeku Story

Chapter 6- Under the Cherry Blossom Tree

Todoroki's POV

We sat under the sakura tree, discussing notes and ideas for the art project and immediately I was confused. Midoriya was kind, nice and a tiny bit scary but after having an 10 minute chat with him he was not at all a bit of a dick. In fact he was quite cute. 

"Are you listening Todoroki?" the green haired boy asked, looking at me puzzled,

"Oh umm.... yes...sort of... alright my mind kinda just wandered off...sorry..." I said meekly, feeling a bit embarrassed. He just looked at me and giggled sweetly,

"It's fine, that's not a crime, anyway as I said, on Tuesday's, Thursday's and Saturday's I have to go to work at 5:30 soooo it's best that we stop before 5. Is that okay?" 

"Of course! I'm free basically everyday, I rarely go out so that's fine." I laugh, it was the truth but it was by choice. I was constantly being invited out to parties and such but I always declined, I didn't want to go out and get drunk to just end up snogging a random. 

"Okay so for the actual project, what do you wanna do?"

"Well I would love to spray paint... it's a personal favourite of mine!"

"And the thing you don't want to do but have to?" he smirks, writing something down in his notebook,

"Welll.... I'm not so great at photography... so I guess that." I murmur, once again embarrassed. Midoriya quickly wrote something in his notebook and then smiled at me, it felt like the sun itself was radiating on me. I could feel my cheeks heat up, and the boy in front of me laughed hysterically, 

"You okay? You look like a tomato?" he asked and I rolled my eyes, 

"Repeating my very own words Mr Midoriya, how very original." I scoff and he laughs again, 

"Anyway, I was going to do photography for my strength but that's fine... hmmmm any ideas for something?" he asks and I think for a moment. I don't really know him that well and I realise the opportunity I had been given.

"Well lemme see your sketchbook." I say, more monotone than I would've liked and Midoriya's smiling face vanished to one filled with worry and his cheeks tint with red.

"H-huh n-no...." the emerald eyed boy turns away from me, hiding his sketchbook behind his legs, 

"How can I give you suggestions, if I don't know what you're good at?" I ask simply, and he shrugs, murmuring something along the lines of,

"Fine, but don't be a dick and laugh, alright?" he says, reluctantly handing over his sketchbook. 

I look through the  book in my hand, gasping in adoration. The first page was a sketch of a woman, around 40, sitting on a bench in autumn. She looked a lot like Midoriya. The second page was a landscape, coloured in with water colours, and it looked beautiful. It was the view of Tokyo from a hill somewhere and I made  mental note to ask  him where this was. The next few were similiar, with a quite a few photography collages. This boy was amazing at everything, it was unfair. Around halfway through the sketchbook, there was a double page full of photos of our classmates. In the centre was a picture of Midoriya, Ochako and Iida smiling, with Midoriya wearing a rather odd flower crown. He looked so happy, happier than I had ever seen him and his emerald eyes had a sparkle in them, something that they no longer held. There were several other photos, one being Bakugo kissing Midoriya's cheek and another being one with Kaminari and Kirishima, holding up drinks. There were many photos like them, and I bit my lip wondering what happened to make Ochako hate him so much. 

I turn to Midoriya who isn't even looking in my direction and I turn the page, hoping not to upset him. The next pages were much different from the others, these seem less happy and a tiny bit more dull. Sketches of our art room and other classrooms, views from the roof and just random sketches with a few photographs around. There were no water colour pictures, which were my favorite, an I feel a tiny bit disappointed. The last page was the unfinished sketch of the tree we were sitting underneath and I close the sketchbook. 

"Those were am-" I start,

"I know they're terrible but heyyyy it's fun so heh...I guess." Midoriya rambled nonsensically and I laugh, "W-What?!?!?" he stuttered, a blush appearing on his face, 

"It's just, these are really amazing, I don't know why you put yourself down all the time." I explain and he smiles, laughing along with me.

We laughed for what seemed like minutes, tears of joy spilling from both of our eyes, and I can't remember the last time I laughed so much. 

"So, the topics?" the emerald eyed boy opposite me asked,

"Well you're bloody good at everything from what I saw but.... I guess you could do sketching, considering you do it so much." 

"Alright! Yeahh I would enjoy that, and the other?"

"Wellll, when was the last time you did a water colour, you could get back into that..." His face drops for a second and he seemingly thinks hard,

"YEAH SURE!!" he smiles again, and I see a glint in his eyes again, "So anyway, we got day's we can't do, days we can, our topics soooo what about meeting?" 

"Well we can meet here tomorrow I guess and go from there, if that's okay?" I ask, a tiny bit nervous that I'm overstepping my boundaries, Midoriya was very closed off person, a bit like I used to be and I really wanted to help him. 

"9 am?" he asked, it was early for a saturday but then again he did have to leave around 5,

"Sure, Tomorrow, here, 9am." I smile.

Tomorrow was going to be a good day.

A/N sorry I had a few days off to revise for my mocks, and guess what I MADE A CHAPTER THAT WAS PLANNNEEDDDD, soooooo what's going to happen from now on is that I will just name the chapters by the day of the project (eg. Day 1, Day5, Day 7) but I will skip some days probably otherwise it'll get really repetitive. SOOOOOOOOO....... I will plan to write at least another chapter today, sooooo be prepared.

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