Jirou's POV
A few weeks pass by, but nobody really tells me what's happening. All I know is that my neck feels like shit, but I'm getting better. On a Wednesday, or at least that's what my doctor said, I was released from the hospital, though I needed assistance from Denki and Kirishima. They brought me back to the dorms. I don't really remember how I got there.
Once we got home, Denki carried me inside on his back, careful not to touch my neck. I tenderly avoided his shoulder, not wanting my neck to be in pain again as well. When he stepped inside, the first thing I heard was, "Is that.. Ji... JIROU?!" I saw Kirishima's spiky red hair nod.
"Hey, be quiet! She just got back and she's still tired!" Denki whisper-yelled. I giggled quietly at that and heard a few surprised gasps. 1-A started filling up the common room with hushed shrieks and joyful crying. I saw all my classmates, Mina, Hagakure, Tsu, Uraraka, Iida, Koda, Sato, Aoyama, Shoji, Tokoyami, Sero, Bakugo, Ojiro... Todoroki... and... Momo. Painful memories flooded my head and I began to cry a bit, not wanting to be near Todoroki and Momo. Denki noticed immediately and told Kirishima. He then set me down and cradled me in his arms so I couldn't see anyone but him. I heard Kirishima's voice asking something rudely. A sigh that sounded like it was on the verge of tears and an agitated groan followed. Kirishima then apologized a lot more politely. He came over to me and put his arm on my shoulder, which I knew from the feel of his rather rough, hard arm.
I saw a blur of faces and colors but then was placed on something soft. The covers of what I realized is my bed were wrapped over me, a small squeeze on my hand. I smiled slightly as Denki walked out of my room, letting me get some rest. I fell asleep quickly.
Momo's POV
I pull out my homework, not wanting to argue with Todoroki anymore. Suddenly, I hear a bunch of gasps. Somebody yells, 'Jirou!' I open my door just in time for Todoroki to knock me over into my door frame as he walks by. I get up despite my entire side hurting and run to the common room. A little spot of purple shows over Denki's shoulder. I make eye contact with her but she begins to cry immediately. Kirishima notices after Denki whispers something to him.
He comes over and harshly says, "You've already hurt her enough. Stay away from her. She still needs rest and it's clearly painful just to see you two."
I lightly sigh as tears fill the corners of my eyes. Todoroki huffs and walks off, kind of resembling his father. I head back to my room and sit down at my desk. 'You've already hurt her enough.' Kirishima's right. I have hurt her. Maybe I should just leave her alone because she obviously doesn't want me.
Tears fall from my cheeks and stain my homework. Not even caring at this point, I collapse on my desk, sobbing. She was into you. Why weren't you honest? Why have you not broken up with Todoroki? He's starting to get a bit... physical... I suppose.
Even in my current state, I know I have to be done with Todoroki, for my sake, and Kyoka's. Can I even call her that?
Mina's POV
I heard loud crying from Yaomomo's room. This may not be right to do, for Jirou, but I can't just let her suffer! I'd feel so guilty later! I know Jirou's pretty seriously hurt but is she as well? She always wears long sleeves and seems even less confident than usual. Okay, I need to check on her right now. I made my way over to her room and knocked on the door. She invited me in and I sat on her bed.
"Are you okay, Yaomomo? This seems to take a lot out of you too."
"A-ah, yeah, I'm alright. I need to do something though, so c-can you come with me?" She asked, scared.
"Yeah..? Are you sure you're okay?" I ask looking down. I notice a portion of a bruise from under her sleeve. "You're not okay. How did you get that bruise? Who gave it to you?"
"..."
"Who did it?"
"...T-Todoroki..."
"We need to tell Mr. Aizawa! Break up with him right now! He's not good for you!" I claimed, getting very agitated.
"But... What if he does this again..?" She said, fear built up in her voice.
"Oh... I see... I can go with you, and 1-A will be outside, or as many as I can get," I tell her.
She looked relieved but was still crying. I gave her hand a light squeeze and then walked away to get the girls. I heard a familiar voice go into Momo's room, but then realized it was Todoroki. WAIT! THAT'S TODOROKI! I HAVE TO GO BACK THERE!
I spun on my heels and flung the door open just as Todoroki began rasing a hand.
"What do you think you're doing, Todoroki? Hands off."
"And who are you to control ME?"
"I'm her friend. I'm looking out for her so her ex-boyfriend doesn't pull any funny business. Guess I should've stayed here."
"Hah. You're not stopping me from doing as I please, so leave. Now."
I splashed a little acid on his knuckles, catching him off guard.
"YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THAT," Todoroki threatened, powering both of his quirks at once. I grabbed his icy side and dragged him out of Momo's room. Right then, Aizawa walked around the corner, seeing him threatening me.
"Problem child. Hands off," Aizawa coldly states. Once he lets go, I realize how frozen his hand was because my hand was now almost unable to move.
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I Wish I Were Him(Momojirou)
Romance!WARNING! Not my characters, swearing. In Jirou's eyes, Momo and Todoroki are almost too perfect of a fit. They had to have been dating, not to mention that Todoroki constantly flirts with her. That should be fine, but Jirou can't help but feel...je...