"Wordless clues"

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Todoroki woke up early with a dry, bitter mouth, frustrated by the lack of awareness he had by letting Midoriya go out with Bakugou the day before.

Today, therefore, it was Monday and he had to keep up with the progress of his entrance to the heart of Midoriya before it was too late for him to do something about it.

He was distracted to hear that his cell phone vibrated from the nightstand.

His heart contracted when he saw that it was Midoriya; he was telling him that he had become ill, and he would not attend class.

Todoroki responded almost immediately, saying:

Midoriya, are you all right? Do you need some help?

He responded seconds later:

I'm not feeling well, I have a fever and a headache… don't worry, I'll be better.

This left Todoroki with a sense of helplessness choking in his chest. Why doesn't Midoriya usually ask for help in situations like that?

The frustration he felt moments ago simply increased.

I'll take care of him, he proposed himself that morning.

He attended the first hour to class, since he wanted to take notes to pass them on to Midoriya, but to his bad luck, Bakugou came forward and missed the first hour of classes, for obvious reasons.

He squeezed the pen, quite irritated by his ineptitude in caring for the person he liked. Bakugou always came forward since he deigned to compete for the affections of Midoriya, who clearly was not aware of the situation in which he was involved without asking permission to do so.

By the third hour, they would go to train at the gym, when Bakugou arrived in class with an expression of satisfaction as soon as he saw him leaving the classroom.

Both looked at each other with hate seated in their eyes.

"Tsk." He heard him growl with superiority.

To which he replied, wincing.

"Don't you dare approach the nerd" He whispered with hatred in his voice; Todoroki took him by the arm, forcing him to stop.

"Your threats don't affect me" He said the same way.

"I can't wait until I incinerate you" He mocked him, freeing himself.

Todoroki didn't respond, knowing that if he opened his mouth once more, he would unleash a mess with Bakugou's angry temper and they will be suspended from attending classes.

If he wasn't stupid, and Bakugou wasn't either.

If the two got into a problem, they were less likely to see Midoriya frequently and he couldn't deal with it.

When he left training, instead of going to the classroom, he escaped to Midoriya's room, being as stealthy as he could, he arrived without problems.

Smiling sideways for his victory, he knocked on the door.

In that, a sneeze was heard.

"Who is it?" Midoriya's weak voice notified him.

"It's me." He announced his presence.

"Pass" He said, coughing repeatedly. "It's open"

Todoroki opened the door, seeing Midoriya lying on the bed lined with blankets, only noticing the strands of his green hair from the entrance.

"To-todoroki-kun" Midoriya peeked out from under the covers, looking at him with his huge green eyes like two spotlights lit in full darkness.

"Hello, Midoriya" He greeted him, taking off his shoes. "Sorry for my intrusion" He said, entering the room with some nervousness present in his hands.

"Your classes?" He asked worriedly.

"Don't worry" Todoroki deterred, taking a seat next to the bed, crossing his legs on the floor. "I'm more interested in your state of health." That said, Midoriya twitched, opening the orbs of his eyes in equal harmony.

"B-b-but" He locked, covering his face to his eyes, ashamed.

"Is it a bother that I am here?" He asked, lowering his head slightly.

"No-no, of course not" He snapped alarmed. "Stay as long as you like."

Todoroki let out a sigh of relief, looking up.

"How is your fever?"

"No-nothing well" Midoriya replied, closing his eyes in pain.

"Does it bother you if I put my hand on your forehead?" He asked, bringing his right hand close to his forehead; Midoriya skimmed him scrupulously, blinking.

"No" He muttered.

As soon as he put his hand on his forehead, he felt it burn in flames, and immediately began to cool it with the amazing power of his Quirk.

"Is it well there?" He asked to make sure that the temperature of his hand was equivalent to that needed to reduce fever. He nodded gladly, closing his eyes relaxed.

"Thank you, Todoroki-kun" He thanked friendly. "Your Quirk is amazing." He praised him, then giggling.

Todoroki couldn't help but hide his obvious blush when he heard Midoriya's praise, so he looked away to another point in the boy's room so he wouldn't give himself away so much.

Is that he was so cute, and kind, that for Todoroki to resist, it was complicated.

"I apologize" He spoke, startling Midoriya, who frowned in confusion. "Because if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have gotten sick, and I wasn't a good friend to neglect you as I did."

"Don't apologize" Midoriya pleaded, quite worried. "It's my fault, for not taking my umbrella when my mom told me to do it."

"Anyway" He said guilty. "I should pay you better attention."

"Everything is fine between us, Todoroki-kun." Midoriya took a hand out of the blanket, and gently put it on top of his. "Please, don't blame yourself for what happens to me, it's my responsibility to take care of my health" He said smiling.

Todoroki frowned, head down, for all those feelings that bribed his healthy reasoning, in matters of dealing with Midoriya.

"Hm" He complained bitterly.

"Todoroki-kun" Midoriya squeezed his hand, catching his attention. "Please don't put that face on" He asked, wanting to make him smile. "Right now you are helping me"

"Am I helping you?" He said incredulously, raising both eyebrows.

"Yes" He pointed to the hand he had on his forehead. "Don't doubt your abilities, Todoroki-kun, you are truly an incredible person." He smiled, closing his eyes, in full tenderness, captivating Todoroki's poor heart, which began to burst out of his chest in a violent jolt.

"Yes, well." He blushed excessively, paling the same impression upon receiving one of those dangerous smiles from Midoriya.

"I appreciate what you do for me" He continued, as eloquent as he could be. "That's why you shouldn't blame yourself for my cold" He said bluntly.

"Okay" Todoroki sighed.

"You know, I still can't believe we get along so well" He admitted, turning his head in his direction, without getting out of the blankets that stacked him on top. "I didn't think you would be the person I trust most"

"I say the same" He chanted, approaching a little at his side.

"I really trust you" He said sincerely.

"Me too" Todoroki said, in the same way. "You can tell me whatever is going on with you." He wanted to ask about his date with Bakugou, but found no courage with himself to tell Midoriya directly.

"Sure" He nodded.

Todoroki swallowed hard.

"Bakugou hasn't done anything wrong to you, Midoriya?" He asked suddenly, with some fear in his voice.

The aforementioned, frowned, bewildered.

"No" He replied strangely. "Kacchan has treated me very well these days" He said, moving his head from side to side. "Yesterday he took me to see a hero movie, one that I wanted to see, but" He stopped, fearful.

"But what?" He pressed in his voice, irritated internally.

"Kacchan thought you had done something wrong to me" He corrected confused. "But, I didn't want to tell him what we talked about on Saturday, because that was between us"

"Do something wrong to you" Todoroki guessed out loud. "You mean hurting you in some way?"

"Yes" Midoriya replied, blinking. "Is something happening between you two?"

Todoroki swallowed, knowing that once again Midoriya's intuition was always right, no matter the situation he was in, there was no doubt that he was a complete genius.

"Todoroki-kun?" Midoriya's curious eyes fixed on his, expectorants.

"We don't get along" He commented with a hint of disgust. "He's stubborn and reckless, he yells a lot, but I have to admit that he's smart when he doesn't let his pride dominate him."

Midoriya was stunned, frowning, blinking constantly.

"Are you sure there isn't something between you?" He asked uncertainly.

"We just don't like each other" He complained, lowering the temperature of his hand on his forehead. "I really can't stand him" He frowned.

"Kacchan has not bothered you?" He put his hand on Todoroki's hand, from which he was resting on the edge of the bed.

"He always does." He had to admit, with a frown.

"I see…" He looked down, saddened.

"Midoriya?" He said, wrinkling his eyebrows.

"That's Kacchan" He said solemnly. "He's very proud, and sometimes he's annoying, but he has always known what he wants, he never gives up on his goal."

"I know" He muttered bitterly.

"But, Todoroki-kun," Midoriya spoke, looking at him softly. "Don't let the things Kacchan tell you affect you."

He, moved by his gaze, dared to slowly approach Midoriya a few inches, who suddenly jumped at the sight of his approach with some curiosity.

"How is your fever?"

"Oh." He giggled nervously. "Much better." He closed his eyes.

"I'm glad to know" He said, relieving his shoulders.

"For a moment" Midoriya commented nervously. "I thought I said something you disliked." He shrugged embarrassed.

"What? No" He reacted somewhat alarmed by the saddened gesture of Midoriya. "You didn't say anything to dislike me"

"I understand" He sighed. "Em, Todoroki-kun?" He said uncertainly.

"What's going on?"

"C-can I hold your hand?" He asked embarrassed.

"Eh?" He looked at him, feeling his heart skipped a bit.

Had he heard well?

"I-I'm sorry!" He exclaimed in alarm, turning away.

"No!" He snapped, taking Midoriya by surprise. "Say it again" He pleaded, longing to hear those words coming from Midoriya's mouth again.

"Em," he hesitated, returning his eyes to hers. "C-can I hold-hold your hand?" He said in an almost imperceptible voice, but Todoroki could hear more than perfect.

"Of course" He said blushing.

Todoroki brought his hand to Midoriya's, who had removed his contact seconds ago, and took it in his grip.

"Is that all right?" He asked doubtfully.

He nodded slowly.

"If you like, you can fall asleep" He suggested, feeling the throbbing in his chest rise violently. He swallowed, quite anxious to hold his sweet hand in his.

"Hm." He nodded, closing his eyes peacefully, until he fell asleep.

Minutes later, he approached and dared to plant a sweet kiss on Midoriya's forehead, whispering:

"I love you, Midoriya."

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P.S. I wanted to upload double chapter today because I have not done one of Todoroki.

Todoroki has another approach to Midoriya.

I hope you liked it.