I've never really liked celebrating my birthday. Don't get me wrong, I'm not one to pass on a lively occasion like a party. I love to go shopping, especially with my friends, and I especially love having study groups. What all three of these events have in common are that I'm NOT the center of attention. Sure my friends want to help me get an outfit, or they might call on me to help them with a particular subject in class, but there was always an alternative incentive for them to be there. Maybe they would like to get a dress for themselves, or they really want to pass next week's exam, but when it comes to birthday parties it's different. You become the center of attention. You become the incentive, the priority. And that's something I don't really want. I don't want to trouble people just for my sake. Perhaps it's my independent nature, but it is what it is. However, this year is different. I wanted to celebrate my birthday with at least one person, but…

"I'm sorry Momo, but my hands are tied with this one. He may be a scumbag, but he's still the number one hero, and even when it pains me I could learn a lot from this mission."

"I understand Shouto. Endeavour can be quite a difficult person to deal with. Besides, you have to save face for the public. He is your father after all."

"Barely."

"I know."

"But don't worry, Momo I promise will do something tomorrow."

"But it won't be the same…" Momo whispers to herself.

Unfortunately for Shouto, his father is forcing him to go on a day-long mission. As much as I didn't care about celebrating my birthday, this was the one exception. And now he's not going to spend it with me. Everyone in our class wanted to throw me a small party, but I insisted on not having one.

"Then let us at least treat you out at least." Tenya insisted.

In the end we all went to an ice cream shop. Iida-san couldn't take no for an answer.

"As the class president. I can't neglect any classmate with a heavy heart, especially my right hand."

That's our class president for you. Kyouka left early too. She said she needed to work on some music. That's too bad. If Shouto wasn't here, at least I could've talked to her about it afterwards. Guess I'll spend this year by myself. Not that I wanted to celebrate it anyway. Is what I originally thought. However, as I headed towards my room, I noticed that the door was open.

"What's this."

A foldable table was set up in whatever free space was left in her room; her enormous bed is to blame. On the table is a white cake with a ring of strawberries hugging its base. More strawberries garnisheed the cake, surrounding a message written in pink frosting. It reads "Surprise!"

"How did you two even get inside my room?"

"I persuaded Aizawa-sensei to give me a spare key," Kyouka proudly shows her the key before placing it on top of Momo's palm. "But I won't be needing this anymore. I've done my part. Have fun you two!" Kyouka winks at her best friend, as if she implying that they plan on doing something naughty and intimate.

"Kyouka come back here!"

"I can't hear you Yaomomo! The hallway's too long or some other excuse!"

Momo had so many questions to ask her, but at least she gave her the spare key. Now all that's left is Shouto, who is patiently smiling at her.

"Momo I can explain." Shouto almost sounded guilty for lying to her. He knew she didn't care much about celebrating her birthday, but he wanted to do something special for her. However, Endeavour is a selfish man, and didn't care for any distractions, especially women. Regardless, Shouto remains ever rebellious to his father.

Shouto tries to approach her, but she immediately give him a look telling him to keep his distance. "So you didn't have to go with your father on a mission?" She's a little furious that Shouto would lie to her like that.

"Oh no the mission was real, and he needed me to go with him."

"Oh."

"I tried telling him about your birthday, but he wouldn't have it. So I left early."

"Oh?"

"He's probably furious with me." Shouto checks his phone and finds several voicemails left by his father. Most of what he said is very inaudible, but from the yelling you could tell Endeavour was not happy. Shouto quickly returns his phone into his pocket. He didn't want the sounds of his angry, scumbag of father to ruin Momo's birthday. Not that he was going to listen to every voicemail left; he's most likely going to delete them as soon as he heads back to his dorm. Why would he give his father the satisfaction of listening to his berating.

"Oh…"

Momo turns away to hide her frown. How can she doubt Shouto like she did just now. He's never done anything to upset her, and he's put so much faith in her. She can't believe he would go out his way to come throw her a surprise party. She feels a knot in her stomach. She wanted to apologize badly.

"Shouto I…"

"Momo the cake is melting quickly."

"Ehh?"

"I worked with Satou to make you an ice cream cake. I know you love eating cake with tea, but I thought this would be a delightful change." It is true, all the girls do love eating sweets, especially if it's cake made by their class's renowned confectioner.

"My quirk can keep the cake from melting completely, but it won't look as pretty so we should eat it immediately."

Momo quickly wraps her arms around Shouto. She looks up at him, her face shining a very bright smile, before resting her head on Shouto's chest. She could hear his heart beating faster, and for some reason that made her happy.

"You really are amazing Shouto Todoroki."

"Happy Birthday Momo!"

Later that night Shouto left Momo's room past midnight. Surprisingly, some cake was still left behind. Luckily he was able to freeze it so it didn't go to waste. He didn't want Satou's work to go to waste so he decides to take it to store it in the freezer in the dorm dining area. He'll let everyone know about the cake in the morning. However, upon entering the lounge he found that there were still people inside.

On one couch sat Izuku and Ochako casually watching TV. Or at least it looks like they were from where Shouto is standing. The TV is on, but the two are resting their heads on each other. Shouto then sets his eyes on the other occupied couch. Denki was sitting on the edge of the couch while Kyouka was using his thigh as a pillow. The two of them are sharing a pair of headphones listening to music from Kyouka's phone. The two of them had their eyes shut too, so Shouto didn't want to wake all four of them up. He quietly tip-toes his way to the freezer and sets the cake inside. He makes his way back to the door, when he suddenly hear someone call his name.

"Todoroki-kun."

"Shh! Midoriya, you'll wake up everyone."

"Deku-kun, I smell cake." Ochako rubs her eyes. "Oh, Todoroki-kun what are you doing here?"

"Oh, Uraraka I'm sorry for waking you—"

"Cake!?" Denki suddenly came to life. "Jirou, someone brought cake!"

"What, who would bring cake? It's so late." Her eyes gaze a Shouto by the door. "Oh, Todoroki how was it? Did you enjoy the cake?" She gives him a sly smirk.

"Ummm well the cake was pretty sweet, but Momo enjoyed it."

"I don't know, Jirou. His mouth was definitely tasting something, but I don't think it was the cake Satou made." The three look at where Denki's finger is pointing.

"Todoroki-kun is that—"

"Yaoyorozu-san's lip gloss?" Izuku finishes Ochako's observation.

"Deku-kun how do you know Momo wears lip gloss?"

"Because you keep telling me to buy you that color."

The four closely inspect Shouto's lips. They see traces of lips gloss smeared all over.

"Oi, Todoroki your neck." Kyouka points at his neck. Lips marks were still visible. Momo, didn't want to hurt Shouto so she didn't give him a hickey, but she still wanted to kiss his neck.

"Man, Todoroki it looks like Yaomomo gave you a present for her birthday. I wish Jirou would kiss my neck like gah!" An earphone jack stabs him in the eye.

"Shut it!"

"What happened with you two?" Izuku asks.

"Yes, yes, Todoroki-kun! Tell us everything!" Ochako enthusiastically nods her head, eager to get to the bottom of this mystery.

"I'd love to tell you what happened, but it's late and I'm quite sleepy so—"

"You're not getting out of this, Todoroki!" Kyouka pulls out a chair for him to sit on, while Denki takes out the cake and sets on the dining table. "You still owe me for breaking into Momo's room."

"Ehh!? Todoroki-kun broke into Yaoyorozu-san's room!?" Izuku is shocked that his friend would do something that drastic.

"Now you have to stay and eat cake with us Todoroki-kun!" Ochako runs and pulls Shouto towards the table. With all five of them sitting, they begin interrogating the half-fire, half-ice boy.

"So…" Kyouka slams her fist on the table. "Tell us what happened."

"Well…"

The rest of the night was filled with squeals and blushes. Shouto knew this was coming, but he didn't care.

As long as Momo is happy, I don't mind all this teasing.