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' You’re muttering is cute ', Shouto scribbled down. He shot a look over to Izuku who was studying across the room, trying to cram as many things as he could into his notebook about Mountain Lady. She had come to talk to the class with Kamui Woods about being young pro heroes.
Shouto waited until everybody’s heads were turned away from him before he whipped the note across the room. It slid along the table and stabbed into Izuku’s head. Shouto hastily looked away to act like he hadn’t done it, looking back down at his book he had been reading.
It was a little bit later when he felt a piece of paper being dropped into the back of his shirt as Izuku passed by to go to his dorm, most likely read up on the hero news of the day. Shouto tried to hide him fishing out the note from his shirt but it had gotten caught in his binder.
‘ It's stuck in my binder ’, Shouto wrote out on another sheet. He put the piece of paper into his book for later. Izuku had already left so there was no hope of him discretely getting it.
He read for a bit, listening to everything around him. The dorm had quickly become a home for all of them so the comfort it provided made some of the people way too open. Mineta was lounging on the floor lamenting the fact that he was hungry, loudly, much to everyone’s dismay. Bakugou was yelling trivia at Kirishima as they played what seemed to be like Jeopardy with Tsuyu and Ochako. It was hero related so they were most likely studying. Momo and a few others looked on, providing support to the teams of their choice.
It had started getting late though and he could feel his eyes starting to itch. He got up and carefully stepped out of the common room. He could still hear the yells from Bakugou and Ochako as the two got into the game of Jeopardy more and more. Iida wasn’t there to quiet them as he had retired to his room earlier to study but Shouto couldn’t see him staying in his own room for long as the two voices carried.
Shouto made it to Izuku’s door before he even noticed it. He bent to slide the note underneath his door and keep going but he had barely gotten two steps down the hall before the door was opened.
“Todoroki”, Izuku said. “Can you…”
Izuku trailed off hesitantly as he crossed his arms over his chest firmly. Shouto stopped and stepped back to the door.
“Do you want me to come in?”
Izuku nodded and the colour in his cheeks started to rise. “Y-You don’t have to, it’s okay. You look pretty tired you should just go straight to your own bed. No need to answer my-”
He didn’t finish as Shouto nudged him in with a soft touch to his waist. They both stepped inside and Izuku hurried over to his desk to gather his notebook up and shut off his computer monitor. Shouto knew this routine. They had taken to sitting on Izuku’s bed a lot before they went to sleep. There wasn’t much of a rule against anybody dating but the stigma that was still present in Japan for any kind of LGBT issues was hard to get around. It didn’t help both the boys were transgender. It had been hard enough for the two of them to fly under the radar and act like they weren’t trans. They didn’t want to push the envelope any further all things considered.
The two hadn’t actually confessed to each other. It had just sort of happened when one day they kissed each other goodbye. There was a scary moment where the two just stared at the other like a scared rabbit before Izuku smiled, pecked Shouto on the nose, and said, “I guess that makes us a couple now, huh?”
It was meant more as a joke but Shouto had shyly asked, “Would you like that?”
Izuku hadn’t been happier to think that a small joke gave him a boyfriend.
The two were an odd couple as they couldn’t be outwardly affectionate out of their own fear. So they took it slowly. They left the affection the two wanted to give the other when they were both alone. But in public, they had taken to silly little notes they would hand the other, saying something cute or a comment on what had happened. It had soon moved on from that though where they would drop little gifts of doodles to make the other laugh, dumb sayings they had thought of for no reason, you name it.
It was when the two of them sat on one of their beds that they would talk about their day and how they were and just everything they could think of. Sometimes they would fall asleep together and the scramble to try and hide that they had slept together always made them nervous for the rest of the day.
At least tonight was a weekend. It was Friday so it wouldn’t matter if they ended up falling asleep together. It was most likely going to happen as they ended up talking later than they meant to a lot and trying to sneak past Iida’s room automatically meant that they’d be in trouble. At the slightest creak, Iida was moving, listening in the hallway for any kind of talking. Mineta liked to sneak down the hall a lot and as Class Rep, Iida took it upon himself to drop kick Mineta back to his dorm room whenever it happened. There was no other path to the girl’s dorms unless you walked past Iida’s room so Mineta got discouraged after the third time of trying.
Shouto wasn’t going to be able to sit through the continuous questions Iida would throw at him if he tried to sneak back and got caught. He would be accused of walking back from going to the girl’s dorms most likely and considering how gay he was, he almost took it as an insult.
It was almost a relief when Izuku was starting to rub at his eye, blinking back his own exhaustion in an attempt to stay awake. They had lapsed into comfortable silence as they looked at their phones. Shouto liked the fact they didn’t always have to talk. But he never wanted to be the one that stopped the conversation to go back to his dorm or make Izuku leave.
“I’m sorry”, Izuku said around a yawn. “It’s almost midnight, I can’t believe we were talking for so long!”
Shouto nodded, letting his own exhaustion show as he yawned as well. Izuku prodded Shouto into a standing position and they both went into the small bathroom off to the side of the main room. The both of them had an extra toothbrush under their sink for when the other stayed in their room. It had been Izuku that had done it as one of the nice little gestures.
They both hurriedly got ready for bed. They didn’t want the sleepiness to go away and leave them wide awake for an hour. They both needed to take their binders off so they took turns in the little bathroom. Izuku lent Shouto a bra and a shirt.
As Shouto took his binder off, the note fluttered to the floor. He looked at it curiously.
‘ Your entire being is cute ’, the note said.
Shouto felt his face heat up immediately and his ears burn. Izuku was the one that could complement easier but it never was easier to digest as Shouto was never complimented. He shuffled his way out with the note clutched in his hand.
Izuku looked up, his eyebrows furrowing in worry at the look Shouto had. He saw the note a second later and he laughed. Izuku leaned up from his spot on the bed. He wrapped his arms around Shouto’s neck and gave him a soft kiss.
“You’re sweet”, Shouto murmured against Izuku’s mouth. He felt Izuku’s smile and breath as he laughed and pulled Shouto down into the bed.
Shouto relaxing into the covers immediately. The scent of Izuku lulled him as he had become a sense of comfort, not having to be wary and cautious of everything. He felt Izuku slip in beside him, rolling onto his side and burying his face into the pillow. Shouto smushed his face into Izuku’s chest, tangling his hands around the bed spread and in Izuku’s shirt.
He felt a soft kiss on his forehead and Shouto moved so he could see Izuku, blinking almost owlishly up at him.
“A little gift before bed”, Izuku said. He gave another peck to Shouto’s nose before he laid his head back down, pulling Shouto back to his chest.