Secret admirer

My secret admirer

"What the fuck do you want, twinkle toes?" Bakugou asked in his normally rough voice. Aoyama shifted and played with his scarf as he looked at the ground.

"I need to get into Midoriya's locker." He said with mock confidence. Bakugou looked at him with aggression as well as confusion. It was well known throughout the grade that Midoriya and Bakugou practically shared lockers. On any given day Midoriya's shoes and pencil case would be in Bakugou's locker while Bakugou's notebooks and his charger could be in Midoriya's.

"Why the hell should I do that? What are you gonna put in there, huh? I swear to god if it's some prank shit then you've got another thing coming!" Bakugou yelled in the exchange students face.

Aoyama pushed the angry blonde away from him. "I'm not going to do anything to hurt him! I would never..." he said while continuing to fidget with his scarf.

"Well then why do you need to be in there? Last I checked it was his locker not yours."

Aoyama decided not to comment on the hypocrisy.

"Well? Are you going to say anything? I need to get down to the boxing club and you're making me late."

Aoyama finally got up the courage. It was now or never.

"I'm in love with Midoriya."

Bakugou choked.

"That's fucking disgusting. I did not need to know that." The aggressive blonde choked out while pounding a fist to his chest. Aoyama offered him his handkerchief.

"Well I am! But I don't know how to tell him...he's just so perfect and so him that I don't know how I could show my feelings without looking like a complete idiot." Bakugou scoffed.

"You are a complete idiot. Just tell him. He's a fucking nerd, it doesn't take much to get him to stutter and stumble."

"I was thinking... I could, uh, y'know. Leave him notes in his locker before I'm ready to tell him. I need to actually get in when I want to leave him gifts and stuff."

Bakugou groaned.

"He would love it, he's such a sap it's disgusting. Fine. I'll give you the combination but if you do anything to my dipshit then it'll be you and me. Don't forget who won the boxing championships last year!" He bragged.

Deku and Bakugou frequently fought each other for the boxing championship win. Most people were betting that Midoriya would win first place this time.

Aoyama nodded. "I promise. I won't do anything to him."

Bakugou made some sort of sound. "Damn right. You lay one hand on him or break his heart and your life is over." The blonde turned and began to walk to the lockers. "Lets go. I'm already late. I'll show you the lock and you better not forget it!"

The blonde boys walked down the hall until they got to the locker 0715. The french student had spent countless morning hours watching Midoriya at his locker, talking to friends and what not.

"Listen up baguette, it's 0910. You have to jiggle it a little to get it to open." Bakugou demonstrated by opening the lock and swinging open the locker. "There you have it. I have to go. Good luck or whatever." The red eyed boy twirled on his heel and walked down the hall where Kirishima was waiting with their bags. Aoyama let out a small thanks. Midoriya's locker was open towards him, his whiteboard calendar highlighting his schedule for the month. He closed it gently and made his way to the drama club.

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Midoriya came to school early. Very early. Thankfully so did Aoyama. There was also the fact that Tsu owed him a favor and would be taking Deku along with some other friends out for coffee this very morning. Aoyama walked the empty halls with something stuffed in his blue college hoodie he stole from his mom. He walked very suspiciously to his crush's locker and nervously did the combination.