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Momo sighed as she rummaged through her closet looking for a suitable top in her sea of clothes.

"Jirou" Momo said half immersed in her large closet.

"What's up?"

"What do I wear? Turtle neck or hoodie?"

"Neither. I'm sure lover boy would rather you turn up with nothing on." The punk rocker joked, scrolling through her phone on Momo's bed.

"JIROU!" Momo shouted, stumbling out of her walk in closet shooting her best friend a glare that could kill. "He's not my lover boy. We're just friends." Yeah… friends that make out in a shower together. Nice going Momo.

"We'll you're the most touchy pair of friends that I've ever met. Jirou scoffed. "I don't see why you're asking for my advice. You look good in anything and everything so hurry the fuck up and pick an outfit." The punk rocker bluntly added, still not looking up from her phone.

Momo felt her skin warm at Jirou's compliment. She was used to and always appreciated praise but when it came from a certain few people it meant the world to her. A smile graced her face as she thought just how fortunate she was to have such great people in her life. A small "thank you" escaped her lips.

"The fuck did you say?!" Jirou yelled barely hearing Momo's mumblings

"Nothing."


Momo pulled out a pastel pink turtleneck sweater and thought how Todoroki also sometimes wore sweaters of the same style. He wears them himself so I think he'd like it. This one also looks really cute. I hope he likes it. What am I thinking?! I'm dressing for myself not for him! That fuzzy feeling was bubbling upwards from within again like a child on a rollercoaster. Something about him just made her grin endlessly.

"Can you hurry up and show me what you're wearing!"

Momo was snapped out of her little daydream by Jirou's whining.

"I thought you said I looked good in anything!"

"Well, as your bestfriend I still want to consent what the fuck you're wearing!"

Momo huffed in defeat and slipped on the turtleneck and some high rise navy blue skinny jeans before quickly checking herself out in the mirror. The girl then ran out into her room for Jirou's critiquing.

"Turn around." Jirou blandly said, twirling her finger and jacks to usher Momo to move

Momo shot her best friend a sceptical look before slowly moving in a circle.

"Damn Momo, you're really not leaving much for lover boy's imagination." Jirou commented, wrapping her jack around her finger

"What do you mean, I'm not wearing anything that skin tight or revealing!" Momo protested, examining herself once again.

"Momo…have you seen how good your bum looks in those jeans. Lover boy won't be able to get enough." The punk rocker chuckled turning to her phone.

Momo at this point had given up with Jirou's teasing and just went flopped next to Jirou on her massive bed. "Well his loss, I'm comfortable in these clothes. My intention is to go and study, not woo him with my clothing choices." Momo concluded, positioning herself to be more comfortable.

Jirou could only reply with the longest "mmmhm" Momo had ever heard.

Momo simply rolled her eyes at the punk rocker before pulling her own phone out to check the time. 17:30. Only half an hour. Momo felt her heart accelerate like it was in the fast lane. "Oh yeah. Where did Ochaco go?"


"She went to fetch something."

"Oh"

Suddenly Momo's door burst open and certain bubbly brunette fell through the door with a large bag in her hands.

"MOMO!" The brunette grinned "Guess what we're going to do."

"Ahh. I don't know. What are we going to do?" Momo quizzically responded, running her hand through her silky ebony locks which had been left down.

"Make overr." The brunette beamed, gingerly holding up the blue toiletries bag. "We need to get you ready for your big date night."

"It's not a date!" Momo pouted.

"Oh realllyyy" Ochaco winked, ushering Momo to seat at her vanity table

Momo sat down as Ochaco eagerly pulled out some high street brand make up.

"Sorry, it's not designer make up, I've been saving up for some higher quality stuff cause you know I'm not the richest" Ochaco sheepishly admitted setting out the products.


"Ochaco, it's fine, it's about the brand of the product it's about how you use it." Momo reassured the zero gravity girl. "My foundation and concealer is in the top drawer."

Ochaco felt a smile tug against her lips. The brunette stole a hug from behind "Yaomomo, thanks."

"It's really nothing." Momo said reciprocating the hug slightly placing a hand on Ochaco's shoulder.

"Jirou don't you want to help?" Ochaco asked trying to involve the punk rocker who was glued on her phone.

"Nah. I'll leave it to you. I don't think Momo would dig dark purple or yellow eyeshadow." Jirou replied her eyes still not leaving the screen.

"Jirou who are you texting, I swear to god your eyes haven't left the screen for the last 10 minutes." Momo questioned, applying her MAC foundation on.

"My mother." The punk rocker snapped back.

"Oh really?"

"Yes."

"It's probably Kaminari-Kun" Ochaco added, examining her mascara.

Jirou felt her skin tingle just at the mention of the boy. A fait dust of rose danced across her pale cheeks. "Nno!" Jirou disputed waving her phone defensively not realising she had left her phone on her conversation with him.

"It is him." Momo cooly affirmed a smirk creeping across her face. "It even says Jamming-Whey." Momo giggled.

Jirou only clicked her tongue and got up.

"Where are you going? Seeing lover boy later?" Momo teased motioning a love heart.

"That's my line." Jirou retorted. "I'm going to go get food. Ochaco do you want anything?"

"Could you see if there's any of the mochi Satou made left over in the fridge?"

"Sure."

"Aren't you going to get me anything Jirou?" Momo asked, engrossed her own little world in applying her concealer.

"Nah. Lover boy can get you food. Boys are always meant to pay on the date." Jirou snickered, slipping out of the room before Momo could retaliate.

"Honestly." Momo sighed, turning to Ochaco. "She's really something else."


Ochaco giggled. "Yeah. But I wouldn't have her any other way. So what do you want me to do? Natural look or glitter? The brunette picked up her eyeshadow palette scanning through the large array of shades.

"Hmm, go natural. I prefer that and besides I don't want a repeat of yellow eyeshadow." Momo winced over thinking about the night when Jirou thought it'd be funny to do her makeup and put the brightest yellow eyeshadow on. Momo was simply too trusting and went out with the ridiculous coloured makeup. It took a drunk Ochaco to finally reveal her makeup malfunction to her.

Ochaco burst out laughing "That was too funny." The brunette mused taking a moment to compose herself leaning on the chair for support.

"It wasn't that funny!" Momo pouted despite not being able to laugh a little at the event.

"Oh Momo, it was! Somehow you still managed to pull the look off, but my god…yellow eyeshadow!" Ochaco spluttered relapsing into another laughing fit.

It took another minute or three for Ochaco to finally compose herself and begin to do Momo's make up.

Momo went to check her phone 17:48 Only 12 minutes…Ochaco is almost finished. I just need to touch up my hair and I should be good to go. I hope I look good for him. I can't forget my books, I should take a bag. Will we do more than study though? Shouto is a serious person. Also there's only so much we can do before curfew…what if we deceive the teachers…No I can't do such a shameful thi


"Momo."

The everything hero was snapped out of her trance by Ochaco who had finished doing her highlight.

Momo looked at herself in the mirror. Ochaco had given Momo a nude eyeshadow to accentuate her deep charcoal eyes as well as dusting her full cheeks with a rose blush which dusted them a slight pink. This was complimented with a trail of highlight illuminating her defined facial features.

"Ochaco, I love it!" Momo exclaimed trapping her friend in a tight embrace.

A goofy grin filled Ochaco's adorable features as she reciprocated pulling Momo into an even tighter embrace.

"Now go get em on your date Momo!" Ochaco passionately exclaimed pumping a fist in the air. You could feel the fierce energy emanating from the petite girl.

"I'll make sure!" Momo winked in return.

Momo quickly brushed her long luscious locks so they cascaded gracefully down her broad shoulders.

Ochaco and Momo headed for the door ready to meet Shouto at the common room for 18:00. Momo being the diligent vice president she was packed paper and Macbeth the text that they were doing for the test as well as various coloured pens into a small bag.


"Ochaco?" Momo began as they were walking down to the common room.

"Hmm?"

"Let me do your makeup."

"Of course. Why are you asking?"

"When you go on your date with Midoriya?"

The brunette's cheeks immediately flushed a deep rose upon mention of the one for all user. "Ddeku-kun would never ask me out on a date!" Ochaco protested frantically waving her hands in defence.

"Thank me later." Momo coolly replied, tapping her friend on the shoulder entering the common room.

Ochaco stood still for a good second, trying to process what Momo had just implied. Her flustered mind was frantically running in circles trying to piece two and two together.

"Wwait Momo!" Ochaco called, running after her friend.


"Todoroki, I don't see why you called me here." Midoriya said checking his all might decorated phone.

"Midoriya I need your opinion." Shouto replied, tone as aloof as ever as he stepped out in a light blue denim shirt and some beige chinos. "Does this well look good?"

"I don't see anything wrong with it. Why wouldn't it look good?" Midoriya calmly replied.

"Well, I mean do you think Momo will like it?" Shouto clarified, his voice faltering slightly the cracks in his aloof attitude were appearing to show.

"Yaomomo is a very modest and sincere person Todoroki. She'll be happier to be with you than to see you dressed up. Just wear whatever you're most comfortable with." Midoriya reassured patting his friend on the shoulder.

What I'm most comfortable with huh. Shouto went back into his walk in closet not saying a word to Midoriya and came back out in the same black turtleneck.

"So would this be fine?" Shouto asked genuinely wanting the boy's advice.

"Yeah, she'll like it. I've seen Yaomomo wearing similar style sweaters. Todoroki it's not like you to worry…you must really like her" Midoriya mused heading towards the door. "Its 17:50, do you want to head to the common room?"

"Yeah. …Thanks Midoriya"

"Thanks for what?"

"Everything today. Especially the changing rooms" The half and half hero calmly replied.

"Oh Todoroki it's really no problem" Midoriya spluttered, blushing slightly at Todoroki's praise.

"Also ask Ochaco out if we see her in the common room. It's obvious you have feelings for her. She won't wait for ever." Shouto continued, tone still cool as can be.

Midoriya at that point, was beyond saving. His blush had become as red as Shouto's flames, his hands were flailing in a poor attempt to hide his flushed face.

It took a good minute for Midoriya to collect his thoughts and words and finally churned an audible sentence "Iii will!"


Todoroki and Midoriya entered the common room at 17:57 both scanning the room for a certain couple of girls.

Mismatched met onyx and emerald met chocolate.

Todoroki simply walked off to Momo and Ochaco much to Midoriya's dismay.

"Ttodoroki! Where are you going?!" Midoriya asked, his anxiety more obvious than Mineta's perverseness at this moment. Midoriya could feel his knees shake like when he overuses his quirk. He knew the cause of it. It was all due to a certain brunette bombshell. The way her gentle eyes fell upon him, filled with nothing but compassion and kindness. Midoriya reluctantly approached the group of girls behind Todoroki.

Todoroki strode over to Momo. He radiated confidence, his intense gaze only focusing on a certain black haired beauty. She looks stunning. Wow. I need to keep cool. Shouto use your right side if you get too hot. Come on. Shouto inwardly pep talked himself.

Momo saw him approach and felt her heart do a 360. It was running at Mach 20, this same warmth spread through her body like a drug, he just looked so handsome. She just wanted to be alone with him, immerse herself in his smoky scent.


"Momo." The half and half hero began, she could feel the comforting warmth hidden beneath the wall he had built up for himself over the years.

"Evening Shouto." She replied, her tone laced with compassion. She took a moment to admire his clothes, he looked so sophisticated in his black turtleneck yet casual in his beige chinos. The turtleneck hugged against his muscular figure, outlining his toned body. His hands resting complacently in his trouser pockets, his two toned hair falling slightly over his toned face; concealing his mismatched eyes slightly.

"Shall we um go" He asked offering a hand to help her up. Ochaco only stared in awe her mouth agape at the scene unfolding before her.

Damn he's smooth. The brunette thought not noticing the quivering green haired boy concealed behind the fire and ice heartthrob.

"Um Ochaco. Ccould I speak to you for a minute?" A meek voice mumbled from behind.

Shouto quickly stepped to the side revealing Midoriya to Ochaco. The green boy quickly stood up straight but the poor boy was quivering in his boots. He brought his shaking hands up to try and control his raging nerves.

"DDeku-kun?" Ochaco exclaimed shocked to see her friends that's more than a friend but not a boyfriend. The brunette feels her skin writhe under his presence. She could feel her round cheeks deepen to a rosy colour, but it didn't match the crimson red that stained Izuku's freckled face.

"Would you like to maybe go out with me tomorrow?" Midoriya blurted out, bowing his head slightly. The boy really was a whole new level of awkward.

"Oof course!" Ochaco stuttered back, her blush only falling 5 shades deeper. She felt a smile snake across her cute features. Her slight smile transformed into a massive grin, only making the green haired boys heart melt right on the spot.

Midoriya was speechless. He could only fathom a frantic yet excited nod in response. A tender smile graced his face as he took a seat next to his crush. "Ddid you see the latest episode of Late Nights with Mic?" Midoriya asked, slowly composing himself. The talk show in which Present Mic interviewed different heroes every week had become a favourite for both the heroes in training. If there was one thing Midoriya could talk about, it was heroes. He hoped he could strike up a conversation with this.

"Yyeah! He talked with Best Jeanist didn't he?! It was so funny when Best Jeanist gave him 'the cut'" Ochaco giggled, her blush fading as she lost herself in conversation with the green haired boy.

Momo smiled at her friend, losing herself in her own little world with Midoriya. She turned to Shouto, who had his usual poker-face plastered across his chiselled features. "Shall we go now?"

"Yeah." Shouto nonchalantly replied turning to walk to his room, Momo following suit. His icy exterior was a complete contrast to how he was burning up inside. Her gentle yet sexy features made him hungry for something he couldn't understand. Not to even mention how her hair cascaded flawlessly down gracing her shoulders.

As they reached the door to head up to the boys dorm rooms he held the door out for her and took a quick glance at her stellar figure. Fuck she looks good. Shouto's mind drifted to more sensual thoughts for umpteenth time today, he was always boob guy but when he saw her in those jeans…Todoroki Shouto really did become an ass man for the night.

"Thanks." Momo's gentle voice brought him out of his shameful daydream.

Shit. Stop thinking about those things. Yeah she kissed you earlier and got half naked but it was probably just in the moment. Get a grip dammit. He tried to inwardly reason with himself because as much as he tried to rationalise his feelings for Yaoyorozu Momo, one painful thought always lingered in his mind.

He doesn't deserve her.


I don't know why I made it a lil bit angsty at the end. But yea next chapter is "study time" Thank you so much for all the reviews, it means so much. I put quite a bit of IzuOcha in this chapter, love my vanilla babes. Feel free to leave feedback and have a lovely day! Till next time xoxo

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