JIROU POV

I woke up early Saturday morning. I turned towards my night stand and grabbed my phone "8:30…. why the fuck did I wake up so early?" I turned over and buried my face back into my pillow. Yawning I closed my eyes. "It's the weekend I can sleep a little longer. It's not like I have anything planned for the day." As I started to drift back to sleep I felt like I was forgetting something. I shook it off and sunk deeper into my bed. "I wonder how Midoriya is feeling today?" I quickly sat up and shook my head. "I can't believe I forgot I told him to call when he got home." Getting out of bed I looked around my room. My desk had an open notebook on it. Walking over to it I looked at the blank page. I sighed as I looked at my guitar. "Why can't I still find any inspiration?" After getting changed into a tank top and some running shorts I made my way downstairs to find my mom in the kitchen.

"Good morning Kyoka you're up early." She didn't even turn around from what she was doing.

"Morning." I let out another yawn as I grabbed a drink from the fridge. "Yeah.. I guess I just couldn't sleep any longer."

"I'm sure it is." Her voice had a hint of smirk in it.

"And what exactly is that supposed to mean." I sat on the couch next to the phone.

"Did you forget you're not the only one that hears everything?" She pointed to the jacks resting on her shoulders.

I sighed and threw my head on the back of the couch. "No I didn't… is it that obvious?"

My mother let out a soft chuckle. "Yes it is."

"How so?"

"Well first off it's the weekend and you're up before 11. Second you decided to stay downstairs instead of going right back to your room." She turned around to face me and gave me a smile. "Also I'm your mother so I just knew."

"Well looks like nothing gets past you."

She turned back towards whatever she was working on. "So I'm guessing you're waiting for him to call you again?"

I shot up as I felt my face start to get red. "What!? Where did that come from?"

She let out another small laugh. "Well why else would you be sitting in the same spot as you were last night."

"S.. so what if I am?"

"What exactly is that boy to you Kyoka? It's not like you to act like this."

I looked down. "I honestly don't know.." I grabbed my jacks and started fidgeting with them. "What is he to me?" I looked back to the kitchen to see my mom smiling at me. "What's that look for?"

"Oh nothing." She walked up to me and knelt in front of me taking my hands. "I know you're worried about him but don't stress ok. I'll be home today. I have quite a bit of prep work to do for tomorrow. Why don't you go up to your room and try to enjoy your day off. When he calls I'll let you know so you can talk to him alright." She stood back up and walked back into the kitchen.

"Alright… thanks mom." I stood up and made my way towards the stairs. I looked back towards the kitchen before I made my way up. "What are you prepping for?"

"Did you forget that tomorrow night is our family night."

"Oh right sorry guess it slipped my mind with everything going on the past couple days." I made my way up the stairs heading back to my room. "I wonder if he could come over tomorrow night?"

Back in my room I was playing guitar. I couldn't help but let my mind wander to everything that had happened the past couple days. Saying it was a whirlwind of emotions was an understatement. "Thursday I ran into him months after he ran out of the music store. We had a heart to heart as things seemed to be turning around. Friday he was going to go to the talent night and hang out with us." I don't know why but it felt as if my heart skipped a beat at the thought of us hanging out. "I mean it's not like it was a date and besides he was only going to be polite…" I tightened my grip around the neck of my guitar. "If.. if he had just said no he would have never ended up in the hospital. He wouldn't have burns on his chest. I… I would have never seen those damn scars on his arm." I set down my guitar and made my way to my desk. I picked up my pen and stared at the empty notebook. "How could I not see it before? His faded eyes. The forced smile. His stuttering." I looked up to the top of my desk and saw a cup filled with purple and black striped rubber bands. "I gave him one… even if I didn't mean to, I caused some of his pain." I set my pen down and buried my face into my hands. I could feel hot tears fall onto the palms of my hands. "No! I don't regret giving him one. I'll do it again gladly. I don't care if it doesn't help that much. But it's better than the alternative." Once again I felt my heart drop. "What is the alternative? I can assume he is or atleast has been cutting himself. But Is that the whole story? I don't know anything about him other than he likes music and he suffers from some form of depression." I raised my head and wiped away the last of my tears. "None of that matters now I'll be there for him. I know I can't force my way in but I'll be damned if I don't stand by the door and wait for my chance to help." I stood up and made my way back to my bed before falling face first into my pillows. "Midoriya…. what are you to me?" With that last thought I found myself drifting off into sleep.

I woke up and was shocked to find myself lying on a couch. "How the hell did I get here?" I looked around and noticed nothing looked familiar. "Actually where the hell am I?"

"Kyoka, are you up?"

I sat up and looked around to see Midoriya standing in the doorway. "Midoriya what are you doing here?"

He let out a small laugh. "Midoriya, it's been awhile since you called me that babe."

He walked over and sat next to me taking my hand into his. "Wait what are you doing?"

He squeezed my hand and looked into my eyes. "Is everything alright Kyoka? I know this pregnancy has been stressful but I'm here and I love you."

I was stunned I didn't know what to do. "You… you do."

"Yes Kyoka I will always love you." He began to lean in and our lips were mere inches apart. I could feel my heart begin to flutter. I leaned into him. Our lips were about to connect.

-Ring-

I shot up in my bed taking deep breaths. "What in the actual fuck was that?" I looked around my room and fell back onto my bed. "God what a weird dream." I closed my hand and brought it to my chest. "I don't know if that dream answered or posed more questions."

-Ring-

I looked to my desk and saw my phone going off. "Well at least that answers one of my questions." I laughed to myself a little as I sat at my desk and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"H.. hey Jirou."

"Midoriya!?" I felt my heart jump again. "Why is the universe doing this to me?"

"Yeah it's me. Haha."

"How did you get my number? I never gave it to you."

"Well I called earlier and your dad answered… he sort of gave it to me. Sorry."

"Are you serious he gave you my number?"

"Yeah I was surprised as well. I can delete it if you'd like me to."

"No you don't have to…. Actually I was going to give it to you when you called today anyways." I let out a small laugh. "Note to self taze dad for giving out my number without my permission. Second note to self hug dad for being nice to him."

"Oh… ok I guess it worked out then."

"Yeah it did… hey Midoriya how are you feeling today?"

"I'm sore but doing better. I'll be back to my old self in about a week."

I felt my chest tighten. "Wha… That's great to hear." I started to twirl one of my jacks in my free hand. "I shouldn't pry now. I should just be glad he's alright."

"Hey Jirou is everything alright?"

"Huh yeah why?"

"I… I don't know you just seem off is all."

"Don't worry about me I'm fine." I tugged on my jack a little. "How can he be worried about someone else right now when he just got out of the hospital." I let go of my jack and stared at my notebook again. "Hey I don't know if you have plans or even want to but would you like to come over for dinner tomorrow? My parents and I do a family night once a month. I don't know, I just think we all could use a night of fun."

"I… I'm sorry…. I can't."

"Oh." I let out a sigh. "Fuck you universe."

"B..but maybe some other time. Someone already asked me about tomorrow."

"Yeah. Sounds great!" I could feel my heart skip a beat.

"Hey Jirou…"

"Yeah?"

"Ne… never mind."

"Oh hell no I'm not letting you do that. What is it?"

"Well… I… I was… I was wondering if you… you wanted to meet up at.. at the music store… after school… next Friday… I still haven't gotten that guitar yet.. I thought maybe you could help me pick one out…"

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"Jirou?"

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"Jirou?"

"WHAT!?"

"I'm sorry. I.. I didn't mean to overstep."

"No no no no no. I'm sorry I was just caught off guard." My heart continued to flutter. "Yeah I'd like to do that. Guess I'll see you then."

"Yeah… well I should go. I need to get some rest. I'm pretty tired."

"Alright I'll talk to you later then. Bye."

"Bye."

I heard the phone beep signaling that he hung up. I sat at my desk motionless. "Did.. did he just ask me out? No he couldn't have meant it like that… could he? Oh God Kyoka what is wrong with you this is so not like you." I smacked my face with both hands to regain my senses and stood up to head downstairs. As I made it to the stairs one last thought came to mind. "Thank you universe." I made my way downstairs and my mom was still in the kitchen.

"Hey sweetie how are you doing?"

"I'm good mom. Do you happen to know where dad is?"

She turned around and pointed to the studio with one of her jacks. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh no reason." I gave her a smile as I raised my jacks ready to strike. I walked to the studio and opened the door.

"Oh hey Kyo owwww!"

"Why the hell would you give him my number without asking me first dumb ass?"

"I'm sorry Kyo owww!"

Back in the kitchen I could hear my mother laughing as I tormented my dad.