I stared at my reflection, satisfied with the progress that I had been making lately. Long runs and secret training had helped me stay in shape, and I had gotten used to the hunger pains. I was starting to feel better about myself, and that was good, right?
I left the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, where Todoroki was eating dinner. We made small talk for a few minutes, not really about anything specific, but I noticed him start to become less engaged in the conversation as time passed. I sat down with my bottle of water and unscrewed the lid--with a bit of struggle.
"Are you gonna eat anything?" He asked, gesturing to the pasta on the stove. I shrugged.
"I will in a little while. I'm not hungry right now."
He sighed, not sounding surprised by my answer. I expected him to object to this, as usual. However, he simply got up and walked away. He didn't even look at me as he sat down on the couch, turning on the tv.
"What's wrong?" I asked, feeling the obvious tension in the room.
He didn't say anything at all. Concerned and confused, I walked over to where I could see his face more clearly. Though it was somewhat dark, I could see the tears built up in his eyes as he bit his lip.
"Hey, talk to me. Please, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting down next to him.
As soon as I sat down, he stood up, tossing the remote onto the couch. He lingered there for a moment, clenching his fists.
"You know exactly what's wrong." He spat, almost angrily.
"I really don't, just... please talk to me about it."
He stayed silent again, and started to leave again.
"Hey, that's not fair." I said, standing up and rushing over to him. I grabbed his arm, but he instantly yanked it away from me.
"Not fair?!" He asked, bitterly. "You think this isn't fair to you? What about me?! Am I just supposed to sit here and just..."
"Just what?"
"Nothing. Just..."
He grinded his teeth and went back to the bedroom.
"When you decide to stop killing yourself, let me know. We'll talk then."
•Rankings•
#1 in bakudeku
#16 in tododeku
#21 in game
#86 in slow burn
🧡BakuDeku💚
Class 1-A thinks it'd be a good idea to play a big game of truth or dare. Most of them are very competitive by nature, so you can only guess how extreme it gets.
When Izuku pushes a little to far with his childhood friend, Bakugou, their classmates call it quits and they all head to bed. As Izuku makes his way to his dorm, Bakugou stops him. He says he'll do it, because he's not a 'fucking chicken', but only if Izuku agrees to continue the game...
As the game gets more heated, so do their everyday lives. Between the seemingly constant fighting and someone with dangerous feelings towards Izuku, will the two be able to get past all of that and finally be friends... or maybe more?
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I let out a defeated sigh. "Fine, but you still have to compliment me ya know. That's not going to be an easy task for you." I said with a big smile. There's no way he could do.
"Oi, shut up! I can totally do the dare, even if there isn't a whole lot of good stuff about you." He mumbled the last part. I gasped at him.
"Rude!" I exclaimed.
"Just shut up so I can think!" He growled at me. I sighed, but complied.
He thought in silence for a minute or two, just looking into my eyes. I was actually afraid he'd zoned out or maybe fallen asleep with his eyes open or something. Until he finally spoke.
"Your eyes... why are they so goddamn pretty?"
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