So I had started to write this chapter, and hallway through it my computer decided to just turn off…. without saving my progress at all. So that was fun. Anyways here's this little chapter of fluff.
King Explosion Murder- Hey Round face, when are you going to ask out Deku?
Said Girl spat out her juice as she read the message from Bakugo, spraying orange juice down her front and coughing violently.
"Are you ok, Uraraka?" A certain green haired boy asked, grabbing a handful of napkins and handing them to the coughing girl. His green eyes looked into her brown eyes, honest concern in them colored by a curious undertone.
"Y-Yeah I'm fine, Izuku, just went down the wrong side." She gently took the napkins from him and began cleaning herself up, shooting a glare to the bored looking blonde boy sitting across from them.
After she cleaned herself up, she picked up her phone and texted Bakugo back.
Uravity- What are you talking about? We're just friends.
King Explosion Murder- Yeah, and I'm not trying to figure out if Kirishima swings my way or not. Come on Round Face, if not everyone, and least the people in our group knows that you and our resident Deku have something going on.
Uraraka tried her best to suppress her blush, her mind going over the past 2 weeks. Izuku and herself had become very close very quickly, often texting each other whenever they could, even if they had no specific topic to talk about. He even took her up on being his proof reader for his stories and chapters, and she secretly loved doing it and hung on every word he wrote. He, in return, always read her poetry and gave her so many positives and pointers that she had to write them down in a notebook to keep track of them.
They also spent a fair amount of time together in person, often meeting for coffee or at one of their apartments. Usually Bakugo or Tsuyu or both of them were with them, but that didn't mean they didn't enjoy each other's company. Uraraka smiled at the memory of first meeting Inko, Izuku's mother. The green haired mother fell in love with Izuku's first female friend and treated her like her own daughter. Since her own parents were so far away, Uraraka felt like she was at home again when Inko was around, more so than her lonely apartment.
Shaking her head, Uraraka shot Bakugo a text back.
Uravity- Just because we spend a lot of time together doesn't mean there's something more! Besides, Deku only thinks of me as friend.
King Explosion Murder- You and him certainly share one thing, you're both stubborn as hell.
Uravity- Says the boy who refuses to believe that his short story didn't win Mr. Yagi's favorite piece of writing on the second day of school.
King Explosion Murder- That's still bullshit! They all just voted for Deku's piece because Mr. Yagi said it was his favorite! Bunch of kiss asses!
Uravity- So you didn't vote for Izuku's story then?
King Explosion Murder- Of course I did!
Uraraka laughed and glanced at the fuming blonde boy, who was angrily eating his sandwich.
"Hey, Ochako, what are you doing after school today?" Uraraka turned and looked at Izuku, a small, almost instinctual smile forming on her face.
"Nothing at all? Why do you ask?" She of course knew that Izuku wanted to see if she wanted to come over after school, which she planned on accepting.
"I wanted to see if you wanted to co-" He began to ask before getting interrupted.
"Midoriya, I need you for a moment." The pair jumped at the voice, turning around in their table and looking at Mr. Aizawa, a small Eri standing behind him. She offered a shy wave to Izuku, who gave her one back.
"S-Sure thing, Mr. Aizawa." He stood up and followed the teacher, multiple sets of eyes following them out the cafeteria.
Teacher Lounge
Izuku walked behind the eternally tired looking teacher, Eri clutching the fabric of his black shirt. He hadn't said a word since the cafeteria, and the green boy started to worry that he was in some sort of trouble. When Aizawa lead them into the teacher's lounge, Izuku's worry skyrocketed much higher.
"Take a seat, Midoriya." Instead of verbally responding, Izuku simply nodded and sat on the couch. Aizawa stood in front of him, studying the scared looking boy in front of him.
"Midoriya, I need someone to watch Eri for the night, since I promised Miss Joke, I'd take her on a date if she didn't try to come onto me for a week." He sounded more tired than usual than normal when he said this, a small sigh escaping his lips. "Since Eri has taken a liking to you, and since you are no danger whatsoever to Eri, you seem the best candidate to watch her. And no, I won't punish you if you say more, but Eri would love you to be her sitter instead of some random teenager."
Izuku stared at Aizawa in complete surprise, his worry about being in trouble dropping to nothingness, and his worry about watching the shy girl replacing it.
"A-Are you sure Sir? I mean I'll happily do it, B-But how do you know I won't hurt Eri while you're away or that my home is safe for a small child?"
Aizawa was silent for a second before letting out a very rare sound, a soft chuckling before turning into full blown laughter. After about 30 seconds of nothing but Aizawa's laugher, he finally stopped and answered Izuku.
"Midoriya, everyone knows you wouldn't hurt anyone who didn't deserve it, and Eri certainly doesn't fit that by any standard. As for your home life, you clearly have a very safe and loving home life, and from what Toshinori has told me, your mother is a very sweet and kind-hearted woman." He grinned a very toothy grin at Izuku. "So, are you up for it?"
Izuku thought it over for a little bit, wondering if his mom would be ok with him watching one of his teacher's… Kids? None of the students really knew the story between Eri and Aizawa. Clearly the man cared for the kid like a daughter, and was extremely protective of the little girl, yet he always corrected students who called her 'his daughter'.
"Sure, Mr. Aizawa, I can take care of Eri for the night." Izuku said after a little bit, making the teacher sigh in relief.
"Thank you Midoriya. Now, I'll drop her off around 5 and be back around 10 or 11, depending on what Miss Joke wants to do after dinner. She should be asleep by then, so don't worry about that. Thank you again, Midoriya." Aizawa motioned for Izuku to stand up and walked him towards the door.
"Mr. Aizawa, is it ok if some of my friends came over too?" Izuku asked, still wanting to invite Uraraka over for dinner. Not for a date, of course.
Aizawa shrugged in response. "It's your home, just make sure they don't do anything to upset Eri or scare her." He opened the door and looked down at the boy. "Have a good rest of your day, Midoriya." Eri gave a small wave before Aizawa closed the door.
Izuku stood in front of the door for a few seconds, processing what just happened.
"Hey, Deku, you in there?" Bakugo's voice brought Izuku out of his head, turning his head towards Bakugo. Next to him stood their little group of friends, Uraraka, Kirishima, and Tsuyu, all wearing questioning looks.
Deku, instead of answering immediately, suddenly got an idea and smiled widely. "Hey guys, how do you feel about helping me with something tonight?"
And cliffhanger, of a sort. Anyways, next chapter will be them watching Eri and trying to make her feel more comfortable around others. Hopefully I can make it more interesting than what it sounds like. Expect cutesy Eri stuff and Bakugo trying his best not to swear around the small child.