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It had been around afternoon that day, the sky was already darkening as the sun was slowly leaving to end the day cycle. Majority of 2A was chatting around inside the little bubble of comfort around their dormitory's living area.
As the Sun sunk lower, it was already time for dinner. They're pretty hungry at this point. The atmosphere of strong anticipation and the amount of the growls from their stomachs were skyrocketing and it was already pretty loud at this point. But why weren't they eating yet? Well, there was no food and a certain classmate had went out to buy ingredients (Class Representative's orders) since they already ran out.
Being the nice person and goody-two-shoes he is, Midoriya Izuku had went off campus to fetch some ingredients for food and extra snacks on the way to cure the immense world hunger inside their dormitories. It wasn't a very long walk considering he was using a small percentage of his quirk after its mysterious reappearance.
The convenience store wasn't too far off from U.A., it was only around 3 blocks away and it practically had everything they needed, so yeah.
Boogsh! A crash. Izuku looks down and sees a small child who was now laying on their butt, grasping his head after the unplanned bump-into-eachother. The child suddenly started crying, and Izuku looked left and right to make sure nobody was staring. "He-Hey! I'm sorry, young boy. Uh, I didn't mean to!" He fumbled, kneeling down to check the boy for any injuries.
"I was rushing and I really didn't see you, I'm so so sorry-"
"Hurt! I'm hurt"
The little boy cut him off mid sentence, wailing in pain like a normal child's reaction. Izuku held his hand out for the little boy to grab, helping him to stand up.
The little boy sniffled and sniffled, but eventually took his hand to help his wobbly legs stand up. He felt a little sting on the palm of his hand, and felt a little circuit circle around his brain for half a second. He's sure that wasn't just nothing.
Nothing fishy was going on for the while though, so he thought not to dwell on it. Eventually, Izuku and the little boy parted ways. He strolled through the convenience store and grabbed everything he needed to grab.
He pulled his cart near the receptionist and laid out everything he pulled off the shelves, but then-
Damn, what time is it? Fucking need to finish this shift. Gonna get laid by my girlfriend later. Goddamn this guy bought a shit ton of items, is he crazy rich or something? It's like, enough for 20 peop- WAIT SHIT IS THAT MIDORIYA IZUKU? THE ONE FROM THE WAR? FUCK HE'S HOT UP CLOSE. Isn't he 17? I'm 17. Sometimes I still jack off to his livestreamed fight with that Shigaraki guy. Would love to have him detroit smash my ass. The receptionist thought, but Izuku heard it loud and clear.
What the actual heck is going on?
He can't say he had a peaceful walk back to campus. He heard so many voices his head started hurting from information overload since the streets were a bit crowded that evening. What the actual hell happened?
He thought back to any possible occurences where the accident happened, and he remembered the little boy. The one with the static hand and when he suddenly got a short brain circuit. That must've been it.
Most quirk accidents last for around one day or a week, so he hopes this doesn't really distract him with his daily life. Especially Hero Training! He would be able to read his opponent's moves like butter, but their random thoughts would also distract him in the battlefield.
As always, Midoriya Izuku had always been one to be prone of silly little quirk accidents or shenanigans — and by prone, really really prone. Whether it may be outside of their school's campus, or maybe even inside the comfort of their own dormitories. Nobody is rather surprised at this point, who would be? But he sure does not enjoy these instances.
"Hey, Midoriya! You're back." Kirishima greeted him, looking constipated from hunger. Probably very hungry.
Damn, I'm freaking hungry! Kirishima thought.
And he was right. Okay, so if there's something that Izuku noticed — it's that this 'quirk' effect has a radius of around 3 meters, which is enough to read the mind of whoever person was talking infront of him.
"Hi, Kirishima! I'll just hand this to Kacchan real quick so he can start cooking. Think you guys can last for a little longer?" Izuku greeted him back, waving the numerous paper bags he was holding.
Can't hold it in any longer, dammit! This is so not manly.
"Yeah, that's fine with me, man!" Kirishima replied, giving an over exaggerated thumbs up. Izuku smiled at him, pretending not to hear any of his thoughts.
He walked to the kitchen area, seeing Katsuki leaning on the kitchen counter while fiddling with his phone. The blonde turned his head and looked at him, shutting his phone and shoving his phone inside his pocket.
Maybe I can play 'Guess what Kacchan's thinking'? I've known him for a while, so this'll be a bit easy. It'll help a bit to make the most out of this quirk accident. Izuku thought to himself, laying the brown paper bags on the counter.
Katsuki's mind is unexpectedly silent. He picks stuff from the paper bags Izuku laid out, and he looks at him in the eye for a moment before picking more stuff.
Did I buy something wrong? Izuku thought to himself once more.
"Well shit, you gonna stare at me while I cook?" Katsuki asked sarcastically while preparing pots and pans.
I like his eyes on me.
Huh? Is this quirk thing malfunctioning? Did Kacchan really say- think that?
"Well, I think I'm gonna go now-" Izuku promptly spoke, not even expecting a response once more. He turned on his heels and hurried out of the kitchen. Katsuki stared at him, not even fazed at this point.
He rushed to his dorm room, deciding to skip dinner for a while. He didn't want to hear 19 people's thoughts at the dinner table! Who would want that? One person is already enough, but 19?
Anyway, he entered his room and immediately jumped on his couch to think, grabbing the pillow to scream out the scream he managed to suppress earlier. He screamed and muttered to himself for like 10 minutes straight. The butterflies never died out. What's going on? He thought he already got over his stupid crush on Kacchan!
"There's no way Kacchan thought that!" Izuku muttered to himself with braced teeth, hugging the pillow he was holding. His grip on the pillow was so strong it could tear apart.
The first person Izuku thought to tell about the situation was his best friend — Uraraka. She'd know what to do here, right? She gives the best advice known to man. She would be of big help right now.
Sender: deku!!!!!!!:D
Urarakaaaa😭😭😭
I'm so panicking right now!
Sender: ochako!!!!:O
huh omg whats wrong bb😞😞
WHAT HAPPENEDSJJEJJWX im with iida rn, he saw ur text and now BOTH of us are freaking concerned!!
Sender: deku!!!!!!!:D
Can you come over to my room?
I really really need you.
PLEASE.
Sender: ochako!!!!:O
omw!!!
Not long after, a super concerned Uraraka barged through his door. She immediately saw his red face and she ran to her best friend, enveloping him in a really tight hug.
"Hey! What happened?" Uraraka spoke in a carressing manner, running her hands through Izuku's hair.
Oh no, what happened to Deku now? Maybe I should skip dinner, he really needs me. Is he sick? Why is he so red?
"Don't skip dinner." Izuku responded to her thought, sniffling. "Wha-" "Remember my stupid crush on Kacchan?" He cut her off before she could continue her entire sentence, which, he thought was really rude but he thought she should know immediately.
Oh, Bakugo-kun? What's this about?
"I do, why? Is he being a jerk again?" Uraraka questioned him, curious about what lead to this — she doesn't know what to call it either.
"I can read minds and it's really freaking me out, and not to mention I went to Kacchan earlier to drop him the groceries i picked up earlier — the grocery thing was really weird too because like, what?! I went to the cash register and then the receptionist suddenly became really weird and it- I heard his thoughts and heard some things I shouldn't even hear! He- it's so embarrassing to say, he does sexual activity while watching the live fight with me against Shigaraki! But anyway, I went to Kacchan and then he said 'You gonna stare at me while I cook?' which is a very Kacchan thing to say and then I heard his thoughts, which was a very clear 'I like his eyes on me' and now- I'm freaking out!" Izuku spoke in one breath, not taking any time to breath. After he practically rapped everything he needed to say, he was breathing pretty heavily.
"Woah, Can't believe I managed to hear all of that! You can hear thoughts? The receptionist said what?! BAKUGO SAID WHAT?!" Uraraka spoke in surprise and utter disbelief, her mouth left agape.
Can you hear this right now?
"Yes, I can hear you right now." Izuku replied, sighing. "Maybe I wasn't over my little crush after all. This is so infuriating!"
"Okay, okay. But first. Since when could you hear thoughts?" Uraraka asked him, being very curious about the situation. A new One For All quirk?
"I bumped into some kid and when I helped him up I think he used his quirk on me." Izuku replied, looking to the side out of embarrassment.
"We have to tell Aizawa-sens-" "No!"
"Why not?"
"Aizawa-sensei already has a lot of things to deal with! And it's embarassing, it's always me he's dealing with!" Izuku replied, shaking his head rapidly in dissapproval.
"Deku, this is a quirk accident! How are you supposed to know how long it'll last?" Uraraka spoke back, clearly not agreeing with whatever the boy has to say.
"Well-"
"Okay, Deku. We should atleast tell the others so they don't cause you too much trouble." Uraraka spoke once more, standing up but Izuku immediately grabbed her by the wrist.
"Hard no!" Izuku disagreed again, pulling her back.
"Why not?"
"Cause I still wanna see what Kacchan has to say!"