You're Pretty Dumb For A Smart Guy [KamiDeku]

3.

The moment Midoriya saw Mina after school the next day, he couldn't even bring himself to talk to her alone like he had originally planned. He was just too concerned with the contents of what was written in the journal.

"Mina?"

"Oh, hey Midoriya! what's up?"

"Y'know that journal you were looking for yesterday?" He asked.

"Did you find it? You didn't look in it did you? Kaminari has been freaking out for a week,"

"I- wait, Kaminari?" Izuku questioned, looking at her confused.

"Yea, the book is his, not mine, he really doesn't want anyone to read it, I wonder what juicy secrets he has that he doesn't want anyone to know about-"

Midoriya unconsciously drowned out whatever she was rambled about next and looked over at Kaminari. The blonde was wondering around and not hanging with his normal group, wasn't paying attention to anything and narrowly avoiding running into others as he frantically searched the common room with reckless abandon. Izuku, previously when he thought the journal belonged to Ashido, found that as odd as it seemed for her to write about those things, they were still believable and she could be good at covering it up. 

Now?

With the knowledge that it was Kaminari who wrote it, it was even less believable. Of course, Midoriya was never close to either of them, the only one of their friend group he was even remotely close to was Bakugou and even then, that isn't enough. Despite not knowing them very well, Kaminari always seemed very black and white, Ashido had possible shades of grey but Kaminari just... didn't. He was always the bubbly, kinda really dumb, and very approachable guy who went pretty much braindead when overusing his quirk. The way the journal was written made even less sense when linked to Kaminari then it did to Ashido.

"So, did you find it?" Ashido asked, snapping Midoriya out of his thoughts.

Izuku barely glanced at her and opted to continue to watch Kaminari rush around the lounge. "Huh- oh, no, is just, Kaminari doesn't seem like the type to keep a diary,"

As if on cue, Kaminari's head shot up and he marched over at lightning (haha) speed. "It's not a diary, have you seen it?" He rushed out, getting uncomfortably close to Midoriya's face. 

"No-" Izuku said, stumbling backward at the sudden closeness but managed to stay standing and composed. "I'll keep looking,"

Kaminari cursed under his breath and power (lol) walked away. He was at the door when he paused and looked back. Nearly everyone in the common room was looking at him, with either concern, curiosity, or slight annoyance in their eyes but Kaminari only looked at Midoriya. "Thanks," he muttered and then disappeared through the door.

Izuku heard Mina huff behind him. "Oh sure, how come he thanks Midoriya for just saying that he'll look and we just get a nod when we're the ones who have to deal with his emotional ass-"

Midoriya turned around just in time to see the three other boys (Bakugou, Kirishima and Sero) all smack Ashido in in the arm and give her different kinds of disapproving look.

"You know why," Kirishima said, looking at her in a way very reminiscent of a disappointed father figure Midoriya would see in media.
"Well, yeah, but-"

"And we're accepting everything about our dear ol' Denki," Sero continued.

"Of course, I just-"

Bakugou scoffed, the look of disapproval on his face being more of something along the lines of 'how dare you think differently?'. "And we're supporting that pikachu idiot whenever he needs it-"

"-right?" The three of them pressed in unison and Izuku almost laughed at the fact at Ashido was so easily overruled but defiantly kept his face straight.

"I-" Mina sighed in defeat. "Right, I'm sorry, of course Midoriya gets favouritism,"

"Favouritism?" Izuku questioned, all four of the others snapping their necks to look at him, obviously not realizing that their interaction was being observed. "Was that what that was?"

"Mind your business, shitty Deku," Bakugou growled.

Midoriya ignored him and looked expectantly at the other, more reasonable (maybe minus Mina), members of the group for an explanation. Kirishima and Sero glanced at eachother meaningfully and Ashido completely avoided eye contact with anyone, whistling to keep her mouth full.

"He just respects you is all," Sero said cautiously, testing to see if Midoriya believed him which only succeeded in making it less believable.

"Yeah!" Kirishima chimed in, trying to salvage the situation as he saw it was already going downhill. "You're one of the three strongest students in class, and out of the three of you, you take the cake in his books,"

Izuku looked at them with a piercing gaze, watching the group (not including Bakugou, who has opted to ignore what was going on and look at his phone) wriggle uncomfortably, waiting for him to accept the excuse and move on. Midoriya, however, was way too concerned about what he had found out in his journal that he couldn't leave like this, no matter how much they wanted him to.

"So," Izuku began and he saw the three people in front of him smile a little bit as they must have thought they got him. "You're telling me that Denki Kaminari, someone famous for interpersonal relationships, likes and respects me more then his closely knit group of friends?" He questioned and almost let a satisfied smirk slide onto his lips as he watched all their faces fall at his words.

They exchanged more, this time frantic, looks as if to say "how tf are we supposed to respond to that when we know he's right?!"

After a moment of this, Sero took a breath and decided to say something. "We suck," he said bluntly, receiving two looks from Kirishima and Ashido that screamed "what the fuck are you doing!?"

"Uh," Kirishima pushed Sero out of the way, drawing the attention to himself. "What he means is that Kaminari knows us, so we're past pleasantries with him, he respects you enough that he's not gonna not acknowledge that you're helping him like he would with us," he said quickly, sounding desperate.

As much as much as Midoriya wanted to press the situation further, he decided to leave it in favor of going back to his room and thinking about what he was going to do next.