《A MHA Sleepover》The start of the Sleepover (Chapter 3)
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Hi! How are you guys! Thank you so much for all this love and support, it means so much to me TwT. This chapter will not be like the first two, and will be a continuation, if you get what I mean. Who likes long author notes, so let's get into it! Also I realised that they could have had the sleepover in the common room after this chapter, so lets just say that Aizawa has access to it for now.
Deku POV
It was a lot of fun, just me, Todoroki, Kacchan, and Kirishima giggling and gossiping till the others came, after handling the drinks and stuff, cuz me and Todoroki- kun completely forgot about them. The others... I realised something.
Deku: Todoroki-
Todoroki: Call me Sho.
I was blushing uncontrollably. I continued.
Deku: Sho, should we tell the others about... us?
Todoroki: I don't know, are you guys telling them?
He gestured to Kirishima and Kacchan. Kirishima shrugged.
Kirishima: I'm not sure. Bakubabe-
Bakugou: Do NOT call me that Ei.
Kirishima: ... k. WAIT DID I HEAR EI-
Bakugou: Yes, yes you did. Wait, u don't like it? I thought you were okay with it from before, I'm sorry babe-
Kirishima: I LOVE IT! EEEEEEEEEEEEE PLEASE ALWAYS KEEP USING IT-
I giggled as Kirishima leapt onto Bakugou. They honestly are the CUTEST. I laid back onto Todoroki's chest, smiling cheekily. I had a plan.
Deku: How about... Let's NOT tell them, hmm?
I swear all their jaws could've hit the FLOOR from how surprised they were. They stared at me as if I had just turned into a slug or something.
Bakugou: ... Well Deku, didn't think you were capable of such a plan, but sure, I'm in.
Kirishima: Midobro, I thought you were a good child? But k, I'm in.
Todoroki: Midoriya-
Deku: Call me Izu.
Todoroki blushed. Score. Tit for tat, eh?
Todoroki: O- oh ok, Izu, this reminds me of exactly why I love you.
It was my turn to blush, and while Kirishima and Kacchan were laughing, I could see a smirk on Sho's face. I gasped.
Deku: Sho, I thought you were innocent! Besides, the point of this plan is to make Uraraka and the shippers suffer.
Todoroki: W h a t
Bakugou: YES. TIME FOR ROUND FACE AND THOSE GIRLS TO FINALLY PAY FOR SHIPPING US SO MUCH!
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Kirishima: Ummm, ok... *sniff* So manly...
Sho looked so confused, it was honestly hilarious. I explained to him exactly what Uraraka did. He just brushed it off with a wave of his hand.
Todoroki: Izu, I have experienced that firsthand. But the question is, who all do you exactly mean by "the shippers"?
Deku: Well, everyone who ships us. Basically every single person in our class, minus Mineta and Momo ( Sorryyyy I swear this has Momojirou, Momo just isn't over Todoroki yet!).
Kirishima: Momo? Isn't she a chill person?
Bakugou: ... Bruh
Kirishima: What?
Bakugou: Isn't it obvious?
Everyone except Bakugou: Isn't WHAT obvious?
Bakugou turned towards Todoroki.
Bakugou: She fucking likes you Icyhot.
It felt as if my entire happy world came crashing down. Momo... likes... Sho? And I... I'm dating him. I'm stealing the one she loves from her. I'm horrible... The worst person ever.
Deku: Sho, go to Momo... She is the one who loves you... I can't do this to her.
Shoto POV
Deku: Sho, go to Momo... She is the one who loves you... I can't do this to her.
I couldn't. I couldn't do this to him. I love him. Going to Yaoyorozu would just be dishonest.
Todoroki: Izu... I can't. I can't give you up. I don't love Yaoyorozu. Being with her would be... Wrong. To you, to me, and to her. I won't ever give you up.
A tear fell from my eye. I was being a terrible person to Yaoyorozu, but right now, Izu was my priority. It wasn't really my fault I didn't love her, neither was it his fault that I chose him. I continued.
Todoroki: Because... I love you.
Tears were flowing down Izu's cheeks as he hugged me, whispering promises to never let me go. I wiped them off his cheeks, as he wiped mine. And then there were Kirishima and Bakugou just making out, thinking we wouldn't notice.
Todoroki: OI! IF WE WANT THE PLAN TO WORK, WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO CUT DOWN THE KISSING WHILE ANYONE CAN JUST BARGE IN!
They jumped apart, Kirishima continuously apologizing, and Bakugou cursing. It was funny, if I was to be honest. I yeeted a pillow at them, as I heard light footsteps near my dorm.
Todoroki: Hush you idiots! They're coming-
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The door flew open as our classmates and some students from 1b (and by that I mean Tetsutetsu, Kendo, Shinsou and Monoma) barged in to the room. I was honestly confused, did they all decide a time or something? I then realise they did.
Todoroki: Yo, you two! Yes Bakugou and Kirishima! Why on earth did you two decide to come early?
Bakugou: What?
Kirishima: We were EARLY?
Todoroki: *sigh* Yes you were early. I remember specifically mentioning everyone to head to my dorm at 5... You two came at 4.
Their shocked faces could honestly have made me die with laughter. Kirishima was trying to figure out how exactly the two could have been dumber than Kaminari, concluding that Kaminari was probably in the common room and just went with the others. Bakugou was just looking like the angry Pomeranian he is and screamed DIEEEEEEEEEEE for probably the billionth time since we came to UA. God, when does he NOT want to kill someone? Just then the one person I did NOT want to meet came face to face with me.
Momo: Hi Todoroki! Thank you SO much for inviting us to your dorm for the sleepover! You are honestly the best!
Yaoyorozu was blushing, and smiling in the way I recognise as a lovesick grin. Shit. What was I meant to do? I kept my nonchalant straight ( But definitely not straight) face as I awkwardly respond, noticing Jirou's sad expression at Yaoyorozu's crush on me.
Todoroki: Ummm... Thank you..? I- uh, have to go, see you around!
I fast walked to Izu, breathing slightly heavily. He looked at me, a hint of worry on his face.
Todoroki: Yaoyorozu.
Deku: Ohhhhh god. You okay? Did she try anything? You need help? I swear to god if she tried anythi-
Todoroki: Izu, I'm okay. I'd kiss you, but, um, everyone's here, and we have to keep affectional actions to the minimum while they're here.
Deku: Yeah. But we can obliviously lightly flirt and stuff, just to annoy them.
Todoroki: Fine with me. Come on, let's join in the fun!
Momo POV
I saw Todoroki run off. I gave a disappointed sigh. He doesn't like me, does he? Oh well... I turned to Kyoka.
Momo: Hey Kyoka! Whatchu doing?
Jirou: Nothing! Absolutely nothing!
She seemed to hide her phone as quickly as possible, a light shade of pink dusting her cheeks.
Momo: Well, it doesn't SEEM like nothing.
Jirou: It IS nothing! I- ughhhh!
Jirou seemed to be genuinely annoyed and covered her face with her hands. Her face was very I repeat VERY red.
Momo: Is it a boy~
Jirou: No! Not a boy...
I could tell she wasn't lying. What did she mean?
Momo: What do you mean-
Jirou: Nothing... Just forget it... It doesn't matter anyways.
She grabbed a bottle of water and quietly sipped it. I'm proud of Todoroki for handling all those drinks...
Todoroki...
For some reason, I didn't get a flutter as great as before when I thought of him. Ah, probably just a phase, that happens to everyone doesn't it. I could feel something behind me, touching my-
Jirou: OI MINETA! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER YOU NASTY LITTLE PERVERT!
I then realise Mineta's hand went... Up my skirt. In my underclothes. He.. He t-touched me. I gave a small sob as tears went down my cheeks, ones that could rival Midoriya's. I felt... violated. How, how COULD he?!
I heard a loud smack. I looked up, to be met with a Mineta with a hand print on his cheek, and a Jirou who was fuming in a position suggesting the hand print was hers. She ran up to me and gave me a hug. Her hug felt... warm. It gave me a feeling of safety. I quite liked it actually. I wanted to stay in that position forever... In her arms... Wait what?! I like Todoroki don't I? I looked at him laughing with Midoriya. Is it like I have a chance? I was awoken from my thoughts by everyone gathering around me, asking me if I was okay. I nodded a yes, then gave Mineta the stink eye. I smiled at Jirou.
Momo: Kyoka... Thank you. Thank you so much. For slapping Mineta, getting him off me, and for the hug.
Jirou: The hug? Why that?
Momo: It felt... Safe. I guess I needed it didn't I?
Jirou: O- oh. You're welcome, isn't this what friends are for?
Momo: Yeah, friends...
3rd Person (no one's POV)
Little did the two friends know, they both hoped that they could be more...
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