I Need You... Tomorrow

3

          "Todoroki-kun," I heard the greenette whisper at my side. This caused me to shove him out of my hearing distance, causing him to wake and when he does so, he crawls towards me and I close my eyes tight, pretending to be asleep. He brushes my bangs out of my face, slowly whispering to me, "I know you're not asleep, Kacchan." I open my eyes instantly, turning away from the nerd. "So what? I'm not the best actor." His hands slide up under the back of my shirt, tracing little patterns on my back. Nervousness comes off of him in waves. "So you've changed your mind? You want me to leave? Or was it all a dream? Did I just imagine you loved me? God. I'm stupid-" That was it. I pinned him to the bed by his wrists. "I don't LOVE you?!" I screamed, feeling disappointment at the dread on his face. "Kacchan you're hurting me," he whines. I let his wrist go, relenting my position on top of his legs in the process. "What were you dreaming about? Why'd you say his name?" Tears were streaming down both our faces at this point, knowing that we each hurt each other. "I'm sorry, Kacchan, " he whispers so soft, if I had not known Deku his whole life, I would describe it as inaudible. He reaches his hand out to touch my face but stops mid-process. I put my face in his hand and his thumb rubs circles on my cheek. "Me too," I say in a voice most might describe as growly but in reality was just my sleepy voice. I feel his hot breath on my cold skin.

          "Did you just say you're sorry?" He kisses the shell of my ear before repeating the action on my cheek. "I think you're delusional," I joke, a soft smile covering my face. He too smiles and we sat there, happy in nothing but each other's presence. Of course, nothing stays good forever. That's just the way of life. Eventually, the thought pushing at the boundaries of my happiness plagues me enough to let it escape, reforming all happiness in the room. I turn away from him, not wanting him to see the river of doubt flowing south. He puts his hand on my back. "I'm not good enough for you," I mumble, practically inaudible through the pillow covering my mouth. Just then, I feel a hand slap my back, really, really hard. "Ow!" I screech, turning around and grabbing him by his collar before realizing what I was doing. I let go quickly,  before puking my guts out in the trash can by the bed. I grab my phone before leaving Deku alone in the room. I gather my shoes in the laundry room and slip out of the house. After jogging to a seven-eleven on the outskirts of town, I stop, entering the store. I stroll the aisles looking for the grossest thing I can find. I pull out my phone, calling Halfie. Surprisingly, he picks up on the first ring. "Hey. Pick up your boyfriend from my house," I tell him, jumping straight to the point. He laughs, but not in the way someone laughs when they find something humorous, more of the laugh where you've been tortured all your life and only ever showed one person your true feelings only for something to happen, causing you to close yourself off from them too. I understand that laugh more than anything. "What happened, Icyhot?" I ask, trying to be as kind as I can towards the person I've despised and only categorized as a thief who had everything I felt I was inclined to have for god knows how long. "You really don't know?" I grab something from the aisle. "No. I don't." I walk up to the cash register and pay the lady as the bicolored male inhales sharply. "Thank you," I nod to the cashier before heading out the door, bag in hand. "Deku told me everything and he broke up with me. Said he couldn't continue being in a relationship just to try to make the other person happy when he found someone that genuinely makes him happy," He pauses, before his voice returns on the line in a much harsher tone. "He doesn't want to be MY boyfriend!" He lowers his voice to a whisper. "He wants to be your boyfriend." Before I could make any move to disprove the other male's theory, he claimed that he had to leave and hung up on me.  I unwrapped the pizza-flavored candy bar, taking a bite only to be pleased with the terrible sourness of the cheese and chocolate combination, along with the meaty taste that mixed with the nutty flavor from the filling. The pain of a terrible crafted dish held me captive and punished me for my sins when no one else would. The awful tradition was the only thing I could rely on to hold me accountable for my actions. "deai ni iro wa nakute MONOKURO fukinukeru itami goto kimi yudanemashou," my phone sang before I picked it up and slid the phone icon into the green, not bothering to look at the caller ID. "Yes?" I asked. "Hey bro," an overly-excited voice greets me. "So I'm with Midoryia."

( So if you're reading this, you have made it to the end of the chapter!  I hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to vote if you did and comment if you have any commentary or criticism. Also, if you're wondering what the ringtone meant, the translation is,  "The monochrome blows though our colorless encounter. I shall entrust my pains to you." It's a theme song from one of my favorite animes and if you know which anime it's from, comment it! I love you all lovelies! Byeeeeeeeee.)