He shrugged it off, thinking she was in the bathroom. Suddenly realizing he was in need of the bathroom as well. He got up, and walked towards the bathroom that was on the second floor, the ladies floor because he didn't feel like walking up 3 flights of stairs. Then the events of the closet came rushing back to him. His face exploded and he ran his hands through his hair frantically. Walking to the bathroom, he touched his lips, not believing that this wasn't a dream. He's had dreams of Todoroki before, always the same one. They were at the sports festival, in the tunnel. Deku confessed his love, and Todoroki looked at him, with what Deku could never figure out. Todoroki carried him bridal-style into the light, and then the screen changed into a wedding scene. It was blurry. But Deku could make out him and the icy hot boy standing there at the altar. But before they could kiss, Deku would wake up. Snapping out of his day dream at the sound of footsteps, he looked up to see the future hero Uravity.
Deku POV: "Uraraka-san! I've been looking for you!" Uraraka looked at me, bittersweetly? "Are, you ok? I didn't see you at the circle." She looked down, and opened her mouth to speak. "Deku-kun, I...wanted to go to bed." The bubbly girl looked back up at me and smiled. "Somethings off about her..." I worriedly stepped closer. She backed up. "Are you sure? I can see you're not feeling alright..." She reassured me and walked back down the stairs to join the others. "Hmm.."
Todoroki POV: It's been a while since Midoriya went upstairs. Uraraka came back downstairs, and sat next to Iida, pushing me closer to Midoriya's empty space. Uraraka has been getting closer to Iida. I ship it. I heard footsteps running and assumed it was Midoriya, and settled down. Glancing around, Jiros face was terrified. Strange...but when she tried to tell Yaoyorozu, the main doors slammed open and Aizawa sensei stood there.
Third Person POV: Eraserhead looked at his students, baffled and sitting on the floor or on the couches of the common space. The students stared at him, in a kitten onesie, standing there. "Do you problem children have any idea what time it is." He wore his usual bored expression. "Uh, 11:30?" Kirishima guessed. The kitty loving teacher sighed. "It's 5 in the freaking morning. All of you go to bed. NOW." Everyone sighed, and pulled out their futons. Even though they lived in the dorms, a sleepover isn't complete without sleeping in the same room. Todoroki kept sneaking glances at the stairs, waiting for Midoriya to come down the steps. Finally the green eyed boy came back. "OI DEKU! TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH! YOU'RE LATE!" Yelled the explosive from across the room. "O-oh, sorry kachaan.." Todoroki gestured to midoriya to come his way, and then Todoroki whispered in his ear. Deku turned a ripe shade of red and threw a pillow at Todoroki.
Uraraka gazed at them, lost in thought when Iida hugged her from behind, startling her. "Iida?" "Im sorry Uraraka-san, I wish i could help you." He hugged her tighter. Uraraka thought for a minute then craned her head up and planted a kiss on Iida's cheek. "You've done a lot for me already, and that's enough." She smiled, then went over to help Tsu tie up Mineta in the extra futon. Iida processed what happened then walked back to his futon, robotic-like. Meanwhile, Bakugo and Kirishima shared the futon, with Mina teasing them about it. Soon everyone was settled, and everyone drifted off to sleep. Everyone except for Deku. He was wide awake, thinking about all that had happened today. It seemed like a blur. He couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful hot and cold boy, and how this wasn't a dream. He was also bothered by Uraraka's sudden coldness. And he didn't miss the kiss on the cheek from Uraraka. Although he was happy for his friends, he couldn't help but feel that Uraraka wasn't on board with it. He turned and became face to face to the boy who was running across his mind. He startled, but that only hit Kaminari who was behind him, and pushed him closer to the red and white haired boy. Deku stifled a gasp, as not to wake him up, and attempted to scooch back to his original position. Unfortunately, his electric classmate took advantage of the sudden emptiness of Deku's futon and sprawled over it. As such, Deku could not move and was stuck right next to Todoroki. "Great." Deku muttered. Attempting to get the best of this situation and sat up, only to find Todoroki's arm over his chest. Deku was indeed stuck in this position.
Trying not to yelp in embarrassment, he slowly lifted Todoroki's arm and put it back to its place, and slowly got up, tiptoeing towards the kitchen, carefully stepping over his classmates, trying to make less noise as possible. Then something caught his eye. He noticed Iida and Uraraka sharing a futon. Deku knew both the boys and girls had been separated because of various reasons, so this was a surprise. He chuckled, then walked to the kitchen. He sat down at the table and sighed. He looked through the window and at the milky moon. It's light danced across the kitchen and calmed the sleepless boy. Deku felt as if the moon was sending him off to sleep. Turning his head to lay down on the table, he saw the crimson scarred boy. "ACK! Todoroki-kun!" he yelped. Todoroki lunged forward and placed his hand on Deku's mouth. "Shh. You'll wake up the others." Deku nodded, and Todoroki rested his hand. He grabbed the chair and sat down next to Deku. "So in the closet today, I just wanted to clarify," The heterochromia boy gazed at Deku. "Does this mean we're dating now?" Deku flushed and attempted to hide his strawberry head in his scarred arms. "I-I-I-I-I-I suppose!" Todoroki smiled and looked down at his hands. Deku came out of hiding and moved his chair closer to Todoroki. He rested his head on the boy's shoulder. "Midoriya...?" Deku reached down and held Todoroki's hand. Caressing the hand, he gave a small peck to the slightly warmer hand. "Good night Todoroki-kun." Todoroki tilted his head to lay on the other boy's fluffy head of hair. "Good night Midoriya."
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Sleepover (TDDK)
FanfictionA simple sleep over for the class of 1-A turns into a confession by a certain icy-hot boy.