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Tomura glared at the prick in front of him. The blade in his hand, dripping blood. The sharp pain in his side was bearable and minorly annoying a minute ago. Now, he's just pissed off.
"Alright, you bagged waste of space, if you don't fuck off, I'm gonna fucking kill you!"
"Yeah, sure. Who's the one bleeding out of their side? Who's the one with only one functional hand?"
Tomura clenched his fist and released it as his nerves shot. The guy laughed as Tomura adjusted so his side was away from him. He didn't need this injured any worse. What he needed was a chance to touch this guy.
"Only cowards use blades."
"I'm sure you would say that in a tight spot. You think you're so big, but in the end, you couldn't protect your own team."
"Fuck off!"
Tomura scratched at the guy. He swung his blade but it dropped as decay set in. The dust fell to the ground, soaked in blood. Tomura dusted off his hand.
Tomura's hand trembled as he typed in what he thought was Spinner's phone number. He picked up at the second ring.
"What's up?"
"I need a ride. Yamanashi... I'm in that one sketchy part of Kofu........ thanks."
Tomura grabbed the fallen game and stepped onto the sidewalk. Spinner would likely be there in 15 minutes at minimum. He drove crazily so there might be a cop after them. That would be fine. He just had to hope their first aid kit was in the vehicle.
Touya lounged on the window sill. Rain hit his arm while it hung out. The rain started about 5 minutes ago. It was light but it irritated his scars.
According to Spinner, Touya acted like a cat. Cookie had never jumped on a window sill, so he refused to believe it. Cookie had sat in a box and Touya fought the urge to do the same. Maybe he's a bit cat-like.
Cats lick each other's wounds. Or was that wolves? Why do they even lick wounds? That's kind of gross. There are so many bacteria in the mouth.
Touya drops from the window as Himiko rushes in. She's holding her phone and looks worried.
"Code green or red?"
Himiko pauses and glances at her phone.
"It was Spinner..."
"That's not bad though....... didn't he go pick up crusty?"
"About that..."
Himiko scans the room.
"He was apparently stabbed and is bleeding heavily...... Tomura needs our first aid kit...... which isn't with them right now..."
"I'll set it up. Make sure he isn't dead when he gets here."
Touya sets up a table with the things he'll need. Peroxide or Iodine, depending on the kind of wound. Ace bandages. Thread and a sewing needle. Some gauze and cotton balls. Scissors and medical tape.
"Is this too much?"
"Maybe? Does Tomura have a blood type...... if it's bad we may need to... you know... donate blood."
"Your blood type changes with the person you're impersonating, right? Just change into Izuku and boom! We have O- blood."
Himiko shrugs and wanders off to find her blood storage.
Crusty is dragged in about 5 minutes later. He looks worse than normal. Spinner is carrying him like a cat. He's laid on the table.
"Alright, can you tell me the date?"
Touya pulls up Tomura's shirt. The wound doesn't look too bad. It looks like it was a slice and not a stab. Nothing should be damaged internally.
"I think it's Tuesday... the 25!"
Touya presses a mostly clean cloth onto the wound.
"That fuzzy...... hang on....... it feels fuzzy."
"Please, explain. What does fuzzy feel like?"
"Like a hundred little bugs are running on my skin!"
Touya chuckles as Tomura waves his hands around.
"That's called being ticklish. What you're feeling is tickled...... which is kind of concerning since you're...... bleeding out of your side...... rapidly."
Touya soaks up as much blood as possible. How is this guy even still conscious? There should not be that much blood in him.
"You're really fucking stupid..."
"Yeah, whatever, Bitchface."
Tomura chuckles, that's new, and squints at the light.
"What is going on? I feel hot and cold at the same time...... I wanna sleep."
"You do that."
Touya waves over Himiko and Spinner to keep Tomura still. He mutters an apology and starts to thread the wound. There's some grumbling and an ouch from Tomura, but he doesn't fight. After a dreadful 78 seconds, Touya knots the thread.
"Please don't move... I need to wrap it."
"Okay...... I got a new game."
Touya starts to wrap his torso.
"Yeah, what game?"
Touya yawns.
"I got "Isle of Madness." Had to fight a guy for it."
"Uh-huh... Wait! You fought a guy for the game?"
"Yeah!"
Tomura smiles at him and then grabs his head.
"Ouch... He wanted the game too so I said I would beat him in a fight for the game. I killed him but he stabbed me."
Touya pulls the bandage tighter.
"You got injured because you wanted a video game?"
"Yeah... totally worth it."
Touya finishes and walks away. His boss is a fucking nightmare.
"Dabi, can I sleep now? Are you done poking me?"
"Yeah, kill yourself for all I care! I'm going out!"
Touya storms out of the base, into the cold rain of the night.
"Hatsume, you cannot...... I mean it, you cannot add lasers to goggles! They are for eye protection not attacking!"
"But what if they did both? It would be easier to get around in a fight!"
"No!"
"Guys..."
"The lasers are so pretty and they can easily cut through most substances!"
"Hatsume, lasers are too dangerous! They could hurt someone!"
"They're only meant to hurt villains."
"Guys..."
"Do you even have a way for them to turn on and off? If not, a civilian could get hurt!"
"I'll add a way, I just need more time to figure it out!"
"Yeah, because that's safe."
"Guys! I appreciate it, but...... I just want the goggles to be strong enough to hold up to a blast of fire or Kacchan..."
"My bad... hahaha! I guess I got over-excited!"
"It's fine...... I'm gonna go now, call me when you're done."
"Bye, Midoriya!"
"Bye, Hatsume. Goodbye Power Loader-sensei."
Izuku scampers out of the developmental studio quickly. Before anything could blow up and he could get hurt worse. Sometimes Hatsume is a bit much.
"Deku, are you feeling okay?"
Izuku has somehow walked to the training grounds. Half of his class is doing some kind of training.
"I'm good. Had to put in a request with Hatsume and all that, but it's all good."
"Oof. Yeah, she's really...... hyper. Sorry, we didn't go with you."
"You guys are busy, you've got training and stuff. Don't worry about it."
"You're a barely functioning introvert, Deku. You need a social buffer."
Izuku just shrugs.
"Do you wanna join...... right, watch, I guess?"
"It's fine, Ochaco. I have something I need to go do, but good luck!"
"Thanks, I love you."
"Love you, too!"
"Hey, Kiri!"
"Yeah?"
"You've got a thing on the counter!"
"I'm coming!"
Eijirou climbs over various limbs strewn about. The squad is having a movie marathon in the common room so it's a little hard to avoid everyone laying in a big clump.
Ashido stands with a bowl of spicy popcorn. She's staring at a can on the counter. It says worms on the outside. His name is on a sticky note attached to the can.
"What's this about?"
"That's a can of worms. I think someone is trying to prank you."
"Imma open it anyway."
"I hope it hits your eye."
Ashido stuffs popcorn into her mouth and walks away. Someone is shuffling behind him. Eijirou opens the can and worms jump at him. A note springs out as well.
"Huh?"
Eijirou unfolds the note. It's short and the handwriting is a bit messy. It's familiar though.
"I'm no good with those cheesy confessions or whatever the hell else people do so I'm just gonna say I like you and I wanna date you, Sharkie. I want to kiss you and hold you and be smothered by your chest. You are just too adorable and kind and strong and perfect."
On the other side of the note, Hitoshi signed his name.
"So......."
Hitoshi had shuffled into the kitchen.
"So...."
Eijirou nervously rubbed his neck.
"I get this came out of the blue so if you don't have an answer, that's chill and I can wait for one. I mean, I waited this long to tell you so....."
"Actually, Hitoshi. I think..... I think I might like to date you."
"Really? Just..... hang on, I gotta....."
Hitoshi pinches himself and rapidly blinks his eyes.
"Cool, this is real. Maybe we can...... I dunno..... go on a group date? That's normal and I think I would be too awkward alone with you on a first date...... I've never been on a date."
"I can tell...... not that that's a bad thing! I'll set up the date...... we should go sit down. The others are probably wondering where we are."
"Yeah..... Sharkie?"
"Yeah?"
"You are one manly dude."
"Thanks, man."
"What the fuck happened?"
"G' morning, Bitchface."
"Go fuck yourself."
"He's fixed!"
Tomura glares as Dabi flops onto the bed beside him. He sinks his face into the old mattress. Tomura tried to shove him away but froze as pain shot through his side. Tomura feels bandages wrapped around him.
"Can you tell me why you fought a guy over a video game?"
"I really wanted the game. I've heard great stuff about the story and the graphics. Plus, it can be multiplayer in story mode so I could play with you guys."
Dabi goes quiet and Tomura is half convinced he fell asleep.
"You're kinder than you let on."
"Shut the fuck up."
Dabi hums in response and Tomura feels weirdly tingly, like a million bugs are running all over him. Dabi said that was ticklish but he's not touching him. Tomura kind of wants him to. Wait, why? What the fuck?
"Do you hate me?"
Dabi lifts up his head so he can glare at Tomura.
"I thought you wanted me to shut up?"
"I do. Answer the question first."
"No, I don't. I hate that you tried to kill my brother and I hate that you tried to kill my other brother. But I don't hate you. Satisfied? Good, now I'm going to sleep."
Tomura lays back down next to Dabi. Why did the thought of him hating him freak him out? Why is he so pleased to know Dabi doesn't hate him? Why does he feel fuzzy around Dabi and why is he so warm?
Tomura ignores the endless questions his brain comes up with in favor of trying to sleep again.
"Surprise, I'm not dead!"
"And why the fuck would you be dead?"
"I told Kirishima my feelings earlier and he agreed to go on a date with me."
Katsuki turns and stares at Hitoshi. He's silent.
"Alright, well, good luck on your date."
"Kat...... he's setting it up for us. We're gonna be on a group date, though I don't know with who."
Katsuki laughs at Hitoshi's predicament.
"It's not funny! At least I can get a date."
"I could get one if I wanted one."
Hitoshi drops next to Katsuki.
"You could not. You either intimidate them or they're already in a relationship."
Katsuki shoves Hitoshi away.
"I could, but I'm not interested right now."
"Blah, blah, blah! You couldn't and you just hate being wrong!"
Katsuki jumps to his feet angrily.
"I can and I will. I'm going to get a date right now!"
Hitoshi watches Katsuki stalk out of the room. Maybe this was a mistake.
Mina fiddled with her nail file. Blasty has spent 5 minutes just sulking in her room. He hasn't said what the screaming was about.
"Did you finally have a couple's feud with Toshi? Or was that Iida you were arguing with?"
Mina pulled out her nail polish and set up a few colors for Bakugo to wear.
"He thinks I can't do something."
Mina made an ooh face. For as long as she's known him, Blasty always proves he can do it. Toshi is challenging him and it's not going to be pretty.
"Whatever it is, I'm sure you can do it."
"The thing is...... this time I might not be able to."
Mina painted dark blue onto Bakugo's pinky.
"What is the thing you have to do?"
Bakugo watches Mina paint his ring finger in silence.
"Get a date."
Mina laughs.
"I didn't think you were interested in anyone besides Midori!"
"I'm not. That's the issue."
"I see...... just go with a friend. If you don't see any romantic chemistry at the end of the date, then you're just friends again. If there is something, then you've got a lover!"
Bakugo moves his right hand forward so Mina can paint the nails on it.
"Do you know if any of them are single?"
"I know Sero like Kami... Jirou is more into women. I'm single and Tokoyami is single. Tsu is only into girls. I'm not helping much, am I?"
Blasty takes the nail polish from Mina and begins painting her nails.
"Why don't you and I go on a date?"
Mina sputters.
"Wha? y- uhh..... are you serious?"
"Yes! I wouldn't have asked otherwise."
"Omg, Blasty! I would love to! When are we going?"
Bakugo shrugs.
"I'll figure it out. I've gotta check my schedule first."
"Sounds good! I'm gonna tell Kiri!"
Mina runs off to Kiri's room. She almost collides with the door.
"I think it's more of a beep boop beep."
"Really, cause I thought it was boop beep beep."
"No, Sero it's definitely beep boop beep."
"Hey, Jirou! What does this sound like?"
Jirou walks over to the boys as they play a sound.
"So?"
"Uh, beep boop boop."
"Damn, we were both wrong. Thanks!"
Denki waves at Jirou as she leaves the room. The microwave makes the weird beep pattern again. Sero shakes the microwave. It continues making the sound.
"Should we take it apart?"
"I'm not sure...... let's do it!"
"Yeah!"
Ochaco bounds up to Deku. He has a notebook open in front of him. Ochaco leans over his shoulder to read the words. She catches a few things.
Dead..... Mom..... fire..... I'm sorry...... hurts..... goodbye.
"What is that?"
Deku jumps at Ochaco's sudden presence.
"Huh? Uh, nothing! It's nothing! I just write down....... stories. I write stories sometimes."
Ochaco frowns as Deku tries to lie to her.
"Are those dreams you've been having? You can talk to me about them. I'm here for you."
Ochaco offers an inviting smile. Deku looks at the carpet.
"I know..... it's hard to talk about it. I don't want to worry you."
"Worrying just means we care about you."
"I know... It's just a nightmare...... it wasn't too bad."
"What did your nightmare feature?"
"My old apartment..... burning down. My mom was still trapped and begging for me to save her."
Ochaco offers Deku a hug, which he gratefully accepts.
"I'm sorry. I know this hurts you."
Deku snuggles into her chest. He's a cuddle bug.
"Thanks for being here....... I love you."
Ochaco presses a kiss to the top of Deku's head.
"I love you too."
Touya hands Himiko a ladle as she reaches for the soup.
"He asked me if I hate him."
Himiko sips the soup and gags.
"Gross. Do you hate him?"
"No."
Touya sprinkles in some paprika. Himiko happily stirs.
"I mean, why would he even ask that? He doesn't care about people's opinions."
"Maybe he likes you."
He seasons the soup with cinnamon and cloves.
"Nah, he just tolerates me most days."
"No, I meant he has a crush on you."
Touya stops examining spices and turns to stare at Himiko. The disbelief must be evident on his face.
"It's not a hard stretch!"
"Yes, it is. I was rude to him the first time we met and I've been extra rude since. There's no way he has a crush on me."
Touya takes the ladle from Himiko. He sips the soup. It tastes better now. It's missing just one more thing.
"I'm pulling up signs someone has a crush on you. I'm gonna analyze his behavior to prove it."
"Uh-huh."
Touya and Himiko look towards the entrance as someone enters the kitchen. It's Shigaraki clearly just woken up. He looks confused, angry, and happy. That last one is weird for him.
"Why do you get up so early?"
The scratch in his voice is more evident when he's just woken up or when he's angry.
"Because I cook. If someone else knew how to run a home, maybe I could sleep in."
Touya goes through their spices to figure out what's missing.
Shigaraki sniffs the soup.
"You should taste it!"
"Is it ready?"
"Almost! Here," Himiko holds the ladle up to Shigaraki's lips.
"You forgot to add Ginger. Is everyone else up?"
Touya opens the ginger.
"No one else is awake enough to converse. All you get for talking is us."
Shigaraki gives him a weird look and then rolls his eyes. Shigaraki leans against the wall to wait for soup.
"What time do you normally get up?"
Touya sets down the Ginger.
"Why do you care about my sleep-wake cycle?"
"I wanna know at what point I'll be alone in the bed."
Himiko stares at Touya with an "I told you" look. Touya glares at her.
"Around 7 a.m. Will that be an issue?"
Shigaraki is quiet.
"What?"
He looks like he's staring at his face.
"Is there something on my face?"
Shigaraki glares at him.
"I know my face is annoying, you can go to the other room. I'll bring you a bowl."
Shigaraki stands there a few minutes longer then shambles into the main room.
"Soooo, he doesn't have a crush on you?"
"He doesn't."
"He knows nothing about cooking but knows what you normally use. He's upset about having to sleep alone by 7. He stared at you, in your eyes specifically."
"Hold on... Yo, Crusty lips! I don't like eye contact, it's painful! Carry on."
Himiko waves Touya over to the door to see Shigaraki. He's sitting and holding one of Touya's jackets.
"He's holding your stuff. He wants to be closer to you."
"He's probably trying to figure out why I draped it over his game console."
Himiko stands on her tippy toes and jumps to see better.
"Decision made, he's sniffing your jacket."
Touya frowns and squints at Shigaraki. He has the jacket close to his face. He sniffs it and gags.
Touya rolls his eyes and scoops the soup into a bowl. He loudly sets it down near Crusty.
"Here's your food. It smells better than my jacket."
Touya has a tight-lipped grin on his face as he takes his jacket from Shigaraki. Himiko giggles as Shigaraki stares at the ground in shame.
"Grab your food, Himiko. I've gotta go wake up the rest of the crazies."
Tomura stares at his soup. He's not good with spicy food. He's never had a spice tolerance. Since Dabi cooks for them, the food always ends up mildly spicy. He's mentioned his displeasure with it before.
Dabi gives him mild food instead of spicy. Tomura wants to have spicy food just so Dabi will get along with him. Maybe he can ask for a spicier bowl?
Why does he care about what Dabi thinks? What has been going on? Who would have an answer? Toga knows a lot. Maybe a quirk hit him.
Tomura sips the soup. It tastes spicier than normal. Maybe he gave him the wrong bowl. He did want the spicier food although he didn't expect it to be this bad.
Tomura chokes back a cough as he takes another sip of soup. Maybe there's a way to not die from the heat?
"Thanks for the soup...... It tastes great."
Tomura grimaces as he eats his soup. Dabi is chuckling as he mutters "your welcome." Himiko happily chats with Twice as she eats her soup. Spinner looks almost done with existing as he holds a bowl of vegetable soup.
Spinner is vegetarian, which means he doesn't eat meat. The soup most of them are eating has meat. Spinner almost cried when Dabi agreed to cook for him, regardless of the fact vegetables are harder than meat to get ahold of.
"Mag, veggie on the left, meat on the right. Compress went shopping an hour ago and he's not back yet."
Tomura watches as Dabi points at the kitchen with his spoon and waves it around while speaking. Magne walks into the kitchen. Kurogiri walks past them all and disappears after he receives a text.
Dabi laughs at something Twice says and Tomura can't help but get caught in the sound. His voice is quiet. He snorts so he doesn't sound too loud or draw too much attention. The second joke causes him to chuckle.
Tomura watches as Dabi lets out a real laugh. Twice is laughing as well. Tomura feels in awe but also mad. He wants to be the one making Dabi laugh! Why? His laugh is cute.
Tomura freezes as he realizes what that means. He has a crush on Dabi. Oh no. Anyone but him. Please?
Tomura quickly finishes his food and goes to wash his bowl. Kurogiri and Compress enter the kitchen soon after. He helps them put away the groceries. Compress makes small talk with them but Tomura hears none of it.
"Is something wrong, Tomura?"
Tomura slides the peanut butter onto the shelf.
"Why would something be wrong?"
Kurogiri stands still in front of Tomura. He's expecting him to crack.
"Ugh, fine! I might have a crush."
Compress smirks as he puts the soy milk in the fridge.
"I could've told you that. The way you act around him..... it's very obvious."
Tomura glares until Compress starts laughing.
"I'm afraid I can not help with this. Who do you have a crush on?"
"It's Dabi."
"Just kiss him. He'll figure it out from there."
Tomura glares at Compress again. Kurogiri passes over a pack of crackers. The crackers Dabi eats when his motion sickness gets bad or when he's experiencing general nausea.
"I'll give these to him."
Kurogiri pats Tomura on the shoulder. Tomura rolls his eyes and stalks into the main room. Dabi is joking with Twice and Spinner. Toga and Magne are gossiping on the couch. Tomura walks up to Dabi and drops the crackers on his lap.
Dabi stops mid-laugh and stares at Tomura. Neither says anything. Tomura walks away after a solid minute of uncomfortable silence. Tomura did his best to not look Dabi in the eyes.
"Thanks for getting me my saltines! I appreciate it!"
Tomura gives Dabi two thumbs up and then runs off to his room. The room he shares with the guy he intends to avoid. He should really think things through better.
"Licorice is good."
Kaminari and Ashido gasp, completely horrified.
"Kiri! We trusted you!"
"He's not wrong! Y'all are just cowards."
"Blasty! You can't just say that! We're going on a date, you have to be nice!"
"I ain't nice to anyone!"
"Oh... do you already got somewhere picked out? Cause we've yet to find other people for a group date. Midoriya said he and Uraraka already had plans and I can't get ahold of Shoto or Iida."
Ashido jumps to her feet and bounds toward Eijirou. She's definitely excited.
"We would love to! Just tell us the attire and we'll be there!"
"I was thinking something nice but comfortable enough to move in."
"I got chu!"
Ashido finger guns him.
"I'm the only one in the squad without a date!"
Kaminari flops face down on the floor.
"Sero doesn't..."
"He's the one I like!"
Kaminari rolls under his bed. The sound of rearranging objects and thudding is heard.
"I found my putty!"
Kaminari wiggles out.
"Here."
Eijirou stretches the putty.
"Why don't you tell him you wanna date him?"
"That would make our friendship awkward if he said no! Which he will!"
Kaminari falls into a heap.
"Pikachu, just bake him something. Write "I love you" on it in like icing or sprinkles or whatever. Don't sign it. If he comes to you about it, find a way to revert the conversation to how he feels about a cake expressing somebody's feelings for him."
Kaminari jumps up and falls over immediately.
"Got light-headed. I'm good. I'm gonna go bake something."
"Good luck bro!"
Eijirou and Ashido pump up Kaminari as he makes his way to the elevator. Iida stops in front of the doorway, questioning them silently.
"Iida! I've been looking for you, everywhere!"
"Is something wrong, Kirishima? If you need help, I'm happy to assist."
"Okay, so here's the thing..."
"We're going on a group date with the prep, daddy issues tm, my squiggle, and bubblegum personified. Did I get that right?"
"Yeah, yep! That's right. Is that okay?"
"That's fine...... I might hold Kat's hand too."
"That's okay. I understand that you two are close. Ashido might lay on me a few times. It's okay with me."
"You are perfect. What the fuck created you?"
"My moms? They made me."
"I love your mothers."
"What do you mean I can't have fro-yo? It's yogurt!"
"Yes, but you can't handle the cold."
"But Kyoka, I want to eat fro-yo."
"Tsu, you will die of frostbite if you eat fro-yo. It's for your own good."
"Kyoka. I will hide your pads. You cannot stop me."
"Omg. I will bleed on your stuff if you hide my pads."
"I'm sorry, that was insensitive. Please let me handle the consequences of my actions and allow me to eat fro-yo."
"I don't like seeing you upset or under the weather, so no. I can't let you."
Tsu looks sadly at the sidewalk.
"I'll get you some normal yogurt."
"Okay...... you can't put toppings on yogurt though."
"You can if you want to. Don't conform to society's standards."
"You're amazing."
"Thanks. Momo! We're getting yogurt!"
"Really? Tsu, are you sure you don't want something else? I'll pay for anything."
"Momo, it's fine. I would like some yogurt."
"If you say so. Where do we find yogurt?"
"The store, usually. I prefer blueberry. What kind of yogurt do you like?"
"Uhh, blackberry or peach..... oh, hey, one of my girlfriend's names means peach. What a coincidence," Kyoka pointed out.
"I think I would like to try blackberry. I've never had yogurt, excluding that time I had a parfait for breakfast."
"You'll love it Momo. Maybe we can mix the different flavors together," Tsu suggested through a nasally voice.
"That would be interesting. What's our budget?"
"I think we can get several boxes of every flavor."
"Sounds great."
Shoto takes a selfie in what Ashido calls a "thirst-trap shirt." He was told to lean against a wall when he took the picture and to post it. Apparently, people did this kind of thing all of the time.
A few minutes passed and his phone was already blowing up with notifications from Instagram. Tons of people have seen his picture. They weirdly want to date him. He should probably explain he has a boyfriend.
"Ashido! I posted the picture."
"Cool! Omg, look at all those thirsty comments. Hang on, let me just..."
Ashido styles his hair and takes another picture. She posts that one too. More "thirsty" comments come in. Ashido is giggling as Shoto reads through them.
"Why do they want me to suffocate them? Is that technically assisted suicide?"
"Oh my God...... I can't! Iida! I'm sorry! I'm corrupting your boyfriend!"
Ashido rolls on the floor, giggling.
"I don't get what's so funny."
"They want to sleep with you."
"They want to share a bed? Or like a sleepover?"
"More like a "Slumber Party." Shoto, they want to do the dirty with you..... you know, sex."
Shoto blinks in confusion.
"You don't know what sex is?"
"No."
"It's how children are made, for one."
"Oh..... No thanks."
"That's not the only reason! Also for pleasure. Can't someone else give you the sex talk?"
There's a knock at the door.
"Come in?"
Tenya opens the door.
"Ashido your screaming is disruptive and also your current topic is inappropriate."
"No one has given Shoto a proper sex talk. He doesn't even know what it is!"
"Shouldn't your parents...... oh, right. Nevermind. Perhaps one of our teachers can handle that? Shoto, come with me. I will take you to Aizawa-sensei."
"Okay???"
Ashido stands gaping as Shoto follows Tenya. Tenya must know what sex is. Apparently, spouses did it to have children. Who else did it? Was it a spouse-only thing? Tenya said it was inappropriate. Why is it inappropriate?
Shoto decides he'll ask after whatever conversation he's about to have with his teachers. Maybe he can ask the teachers why.
"That's cool...... and people do this regularly?"
"Not as often as you're thinking, but yes... it's common for couples to have sex every week."
Shoto is trying to wrap his head around this whole thing. First of all, what was just described to him sounds kind of gross. Second of all, did Tenya expect him to want to do all of that? Third of all, how do people have the time for that? Fourth of all, aren't they worried about getting pregnant?
"How do they deal with not getting pregnant?"
"There are condoms and IUDs. There are also other forms of sex than just the one way most people think of. I wish you had this conversation with your parents."
"You're like a father to me, Aizawa-sensei. You hold no expectations for me to get married or have kids. You're perfect."
"Todoroki, go back to your dorm. If you have other questions, ask someone else."
"Okay."
Shoto can ask Izuku. He knows a lot. His brain is filled with thoughts. He might be able to answer his questions.
"Izuku, Tenya?"
"Oh! What's up?"
Izuku lays himself over the arm of the chair they're sitting in. Tenya stands up and walks around the chair he's on.
"Was your discussion with Aizawa-sensei informative?"
"Yeah, but I've got a couple of questions you two might be able to answer."
Izuku positions themself over the back of his chair. He leans her elbows on the edges. They smile and nod encouragingly.
"You have my full attention. What did you want to know?"
"How do people have time for sex? Our schedules are packed with school work and training and hanging out that I don't think there's enough time."
Izuku presses his lips together like they're holding in a laugh. Tenya turns a cherry pink. Neither says anything.
"Do you not want to answer?"
"It's not that, it's just...... you're asking a sex-repulsed asexual and a straight and narrow upper-class unmarried minor, how people find time for sex. It's funny to me. I'm sorry."
Shoto waits for Izuku's giggles to calm down. Tenya clears his throat a few times.
"I believe when they are alone together and don't have anything else to do, that's when it happens. It tends to be at night, I believe."
"Oh..... next one is for Tenya. Do you expect us to have sex?"
A burst of laughter escapes Izuku. She holds a hand over his mouth as they shake with the force of his chuckles. Tenya looks fire engine red. He's trying to angle his face away without seeming disrespectful.
"I do not expect us to...... have..... sex. We are both quite young and are not ready for it."
"Okay..... I have one more."
Izuku takes a deep breath to calm down.
"Am I allowed to answer it?"
"It's more for you than Tenya since you're smart about these kinds of things. Tenya doesn't like talking about sex, clearly."
"True enough. So what is it?"
Shoto has to give some background first, right?
"While Sensei was explaining what sex is, I thought it was kind of gross."
"Like the whole touching someone or the body fluids? Is it because the genitals are covered in germs? Is it because you don't want to be vulnerable with someone? Do you not like the whole taking your clothes off in front of others?"
"Uhhh...... the first part. I don't mind vulnerability because no one can hurt me worse than my father and I don't care if I strip in front of everyone."
Kat stood in the doorway of the kitchen then. He crunched on a hot Cheeto very loudly.
"Keep your clothes on. Just because you don't care, doesn't mean we don't."
"Kacchan, you have to hear the rest of the conversation to understand!"
"I don't need to hear anything else. Carry on with whatever you're talking about. Oh, and Four-eyes? You're the color of Gash eyeshadow."
Kat walks away still crunching his chips loudly.
"Shoto, I hate to be the one to break this to you...... but you're asexual."
Shoto blinks at Izuku. He's not entirely sure what that means but he brings it up a lot. What exactly does it mean?
"Are you sure?"
"Look at your boyfriend. Name your favorite part of his body."
Shoto stared at Tenya. What he likes about Tenya is mostly personality. He's kind, helpful, intelligent, thoughtful, and brave. What physically is he supposed to choose? His hair is nice. It's soft and his favorite color. Shoto loves blue, okay?
"His hair. It's in a nice style and it's one of my favorite colors. His hair is super soft too."
Izuku silently watches Shoto for a few minutes. Shoto silently stares back. Neither says anything. Both realize the same thing. Shoto breaks the silence.
"You might be right."
"Welcome to the club. This club also has Kacchan, another ace. Toshi and Fumi, both are demi. Shoji and Yaoyorozu are both ace. Kyoka-san is greysexual. Ummm, hmm. I'll figure out more later. Are you happy to be here?"
Shoto goes over the new identities he's learned.
"What are demi and greysexual? Should I know these?"
Tenya leads Shoto to the couch. Izuku turns in his chair to face them.
"Greysexual is when you experience sexual attraction infrequently. Demisexual is when you need a strong emotional bond before you experience sexual attraction. They're both on the asexual spectrum."
Shoto nods. That makes sense. Why would you date someone if you weren't close with them already?
"Why would anyone date someone they're not already close with?"
Izuku pulls up a picture on his phone. They show it to Shoto.
"This is the demiromantic flag. You might be demiromantic. Care to comment?"
"Green is one of my favorite colors."
Izuku snorts in response.
"Not that that's settled..... any more uncomfortable questions?"
"No. I'm gonna go research demiromantic and any other related words."
"You do that. Come inform us when you're done."
"Sure."
Shoto hurries away to find his phone so he can start his research.
"You all need to start preparing for the school festival."
17 hands shot in the air as ideas flowed in their brains. Tenya and Yaoyorozu did their best to herd the class.