Deku
I had fallen asleep on my desk and could feel my cheek clearly marked by the margin of my notebook, with an opaque circle by a wet line of my saliva. I wiped the surplus from my mouth, and backed away from the desk.
As I pretended to head to my bed, the corner of my eye caught a slight flash of green from outside. As I approached the balcony, presuming that it might be Aoyama again, I realized that there wasn't the slightest trace of cheese, which ruled out that possibility.
Despite the cold, I decided to go outside only to see an irregular figure move in the dark, on its way to the bedroom entrance. At first, I thought it was a cat until I realized that those purple spheres above its head could only belong to Mineta. Was he a sleepwalker?
I know that I have earned myself to be a magnet for problems, but it is incredibly ironic that it is only me who finds out about these types of situations, making it impossible to ignore who I can help, much less stand idly by.
With agility and the most extreme caution, I managed to approach him as quickly as possible, to confirm that he was indeed in a kind of trance. I had read that when you sleepwalk, it is best not to disturb the person because it's unexpected how might react, but there was something unusual about him. His eyes were slightly greenish, iridescent. I had to take a chance.
– Mineta? – taking him gently by the shoulder. Unanswered. – Wake up – shaking him; he didn't react, didn't even blink. This is very strange. I thought about pinching him then, but I was afraid he would use the spheres above his head to hit the ground, so I moved a safe distance away and concentrated 2% of the OFA on my thumb and forefinger to create a blizzard of air to shake him.
– Mini Detroit Smash – concentrating the energy in my right hand, waiting for the effect to take place, however, the boy began to blink, but I could no longer stop it
– What…? Midori ...? – managing to move aside, scared. The pressurized air lifted some leaves, which made me think that maybe I should've concentrated only 1%.
– But, what…?! – I hurried to cover his mouth
– Be quiet. – indicating to him to be silent. – You were walking awake
– What?! – raising his voice again. I hope no one has listened or we'll be in trouble, and I really don't want to add another one to my collection
– Don't scream. – Now I was anxious – Are you a sleepwalker? – Is it possible that whoever in that state is aware of it? Because if it were, he would be conscious, but then he would not be walking awake ...
– Midoriya! – giving me a light blow on the forehead. – Whispering like this you make more noise – I hadn't noticed. Apparently, he was back to normal.
– I'm sorry. – getting up.
– Lately I haven't been sleeping like I should – making circles with his neck
– I think you should go to the infirmary. – As we headed to the dorm.
– Yeah, yeah ... – waving his hand disinterestedly. – See you in a few hours and thank you. – showing me what I think was a smile. I returned the gesture, but kept thinking that this didn't quite convince me. Considering how prone we have been to get the attention of the LOV, I had to be cautious about what happened tonight, however, bringing this up to Prof. Aizawa would only lead to an awkward questioning and a subsequent sermon on why not I turned to him first.
Maybe I was just exaggerating and this was an isolated occurrence, although on second thought, since the last fight Endeavor and Hawks were involved in against that humanoid Nomu, no further havoc had manifested, which could be thought of as a LOV tactic for attack at the least expected moment and… I was rambling again!
Looking at the clock on the wall, I realized that it would soon be 3 am, so if I wanted to rest for a few hours, I had to go to bed as soon as possible. Maybe sleeping will clarify my ideas.
On the other hand, a sigh escaped my lips as I realized that everything had been resolved smoothly, however, running left me with a dry throat.
As I approached the kitchen, I noticed that not only were the light bulbs on, but there was also a kettle with water almost to the boiling point. Because of the container of powdered milk on the counter, I suppose that whoever put the water to boil must have been nearby, that's when the unintelligible sound of a voice motivated me to approach the laundry area.
I knew that Iida kept some groceries there, he will know why, so I wouldn't be surprised if anyone who wanted to prepare a glass of warm milk, looked for some additional ingredient ... Or so I thought.
Time stopped; my throat boiled and a cold sweat began to soak every cell of my body. The air was thin, my heartbeat was pounding in my ears and my eyes seemed to want to pop out of their sockets.
I could feel my internal organs pooling in my mouth, as my trembling hands clung to my lips desperately, as if my life depended on it, and it probably did. I had never wanted so much to be dreaming; the image of Todoroki with his hands around the neck of ... of ... Kac–chan ... as they both kissed with obvious comfort, absorbed by the most unfortunate of viewers, was unreal ... I wanted to convince myself that this could only be the product of the side effect of some drug or several days of insomnia and starvation, but no, it was real. Dangerous and deadly real.
My brain was processing the image in front of me as a slow–motion video at full capacity, seeking to activate the adrenaline that motivated me to leave before they realized my unfortunate presence. Life was giving me another opportunity that I would not hesitate to take advantage of.
My defense mechanisms advised me to slowly and stealthily retreat my steps. I trusted that my nerves would not betray me, but the thought of an imminent, painful and prolonged death did not leave my head ... and betrayed by my boots, stumbling by a fatal miscalculation prey to my emotional instability, it was that I understood that my life was over.
Both boys separated, looking towards my direction, while immobile I watched them from the ground, defenseless, waiting for my end.
I had managed to escape a warning only to come face to face with death. At that moment, Prof. Aizawa's harsh and reproving words were what I longed for the most, they would be like a breath of life compared to this unimaginable end. All Might, I have failed you; I hope that one day you can forgive me.
I could hear the sound of a resigned sigh escape from my dear and precious friend Todoroki who surely knew there was no escape. I wish I had created more memories with him; in another life it will be. Nor will I be able to say goodbye to Iida, Tsuchan, Mom, Ochaco ... My eyes began to shed tears like waterfalls. What else could I do?
– At last I have the perfect excuse to kill you! – he approached me with heavy and slow footsteps, his eyes redder than ever.
– If you hurt him, I will never speak to you again – said the other boy calmly, but the blond kept coming closer. He was on the verge of collapse. – I'm serious. – He asserted, making him finally go back to face him again, literally fuming – And you can't scream because we're in the middle of the night – taking Kacchan's face in his hands.
Grunts started to come out of his mouth and after giving me a withering look, he took one of the blankets from the closet and buried his face in it, stifling a cry.
– Are you fine? – extending a hand
– No! O–of course not! – I was shaking like crazy
– Nothing is going to happen to you, Midoriya – adjusting my hair gently
– H – how are you so s – sure about that?! – feeling a crimson gaze from the bottom of the washing area
– Because I said so – I only heard Kacchan chirping. – I'll make you some hot milk.
In the kitchen, I didn't dare look away from the glass of flavored milk. Despite emitting subtle moans, the blond did not make the slightest comment either.
– What a scene you saw – Todoroki, sitting on the other side of the breakfast room, with the most peaceful look. This was by far a very bizarre situation. We were the three of us, at 3 in the morning, in the kitchen, drinking strawberry milk, after I had seen them, kissing… I really wanted to be dreaming.
– I – I'm not going to say anything, if that's what you're concerned about… – My voice was still shaky.
– We'd appreciate it – and Kacchan hissed again. I didn't want to be in this uncomfortable situation either; I just had to take the glass of water and leave. – And don't worry, Katsuki won't do anything to you. – The referral didn't flinch. I wanted to trust the heterochromatic's words.
– I'm sorry ... – I felt tiny
– Don't worry – stroking my hair. Shortly after, a guttural sound was heard accompanied by the dragging of a chair. By the time I turned around, the silhouette of my childhood friend had disappeared in the stairs. – Don't worry, he'll be fine. – He said taking a sip of his ice–cold drink. I wish I could believe him.
I could not sleep. I hardly had a bite to eat, and had never been to the classroom so early before. I just laid my head on the desk hoping not to be noticed by anyone.
– Hi Deku! – It was Uraraka's friendly voice – I didn't see you at breakfast
– Hello – Raising my head – Today I was ahead of the classroom
– Why do you look so tired? – approaching me, causing an adrenaline rush that wiped out all traces of sleep
– B – because I had a difficult night… But I'm fine! – the girl was not at all convinced, nor was I
– Bakugou! – Kaminari's warning, fired my nerves – Get your hands off me! – Immediately I turned my head in the direction of the screams and, looking towards the window, I considered that maybe it would not be such a bad idea to jump
– Oi, Shitty Hair, – dropping into his seat with force, making it impossible to ignore him – do you know how to hide a corpse? – My hours are numbered
– What kind of question is that, Bakugou?! – In response he only let out a Machiavellian laugh, while I contained my tears. And it all just got worse.
During training, "accidental" explosions kept being aimed my direction. I'd like to think I was being paranoid, but the satisfaction on his face every time I noticed his eyes on me, only confirmed that his plan was just that.
– You have been very quiet today, Bakugou – Sero, dropping a few steps from where Iida, Uraraka and I were sitting
– Nobody plans a murder out loud – drinking from his water bottle
– What the hell?! – stopping stretching, audibly amused by the comment. I wish it was a simple comment.
– I mean, accidents happen all the time – I didn't need to see him to know that he had his gaze in my direction
– If you are involved, it will not be an accident – Todoroki, my savior, settled next to me. The blond just hissed, before leaving the place. The day was becoming eternal.
During the break, my appetite was clearly diminished. Although I wanted to avoid it, the images of both were something impossible to omit. My brain didn't finish joining them in such a dynamic, so different and, even so, compatible.
– I just remembered that I should go to the library – the boy with glasses announced while we were in the courtyard
– I must go too, – Tsuchan announced – I'll accompany you. – and that's how I was left alone with the bicolor. While I always felt at peace with the stoic, this time it was understandably different. I'd be lying if I said that curiosity and need to bring up the subject didn't eat at me, but I didn't want to feel like I was invading his privacy any more than I had accidentally done the night before.
– I didn't want you to be in this situation – he commented, dropping on one of the steps that led to the swimming area.
– Neither do I. – Sitting next to him.
– You must be wondering many things now – yes, definitely. – Though on second thought, who wouldn't? – He let out a slight laugh. He continued to transmit the same peace to me, however, I had not noticed until now that, he was smiling more often. – I suppose I can summarize it in that, like you, I see beyond his aggressiveness and his bad character. – I had always thought of Kacchan as someone to follow and admire, an opponent worth challenging, a skilled and talented aspiring hero, a friend; what I underestimated was being the only one to notice.
– I'm glad that two people so important to me complement each other so well
– So, you think? – Smiling again – Somehow things have worked out, better than I ever would have thought. – I can feel it. – I feel very happy with him.
– And I'm happy for both of you – showing him a smile, shedding the weight I had minutes before.
– By the way, what were you doing up in the middle of the night?
– I fell asleep at my desk and when I was going to my bed, I saw a flash from the outside. When I looked out, it was Mineta, he was sleepwalking. – Or so I think. – Haven't you noticed something strange about him lately?
– Yes, he is constantly irritated, perhaps as a result of his insomnia
– Maybe. When I managed to get him out of his trance, I advised him to go to the infirmary. Later I will ask how he continues.
– You always think of others, Midoriya
– I want to help those I can while they are within my reach – my face began to feel hot
– You can't expect less from All Might's number one fan, alongside with Katsuki – I have to admit he looked really cute calling him by his first name. Maybe I was just worrying about nothing.
Returning back to the classroom after the break, Kacchan hit my shoulder hard, reliving the terror that I thought was gone after my talk with Todoroki. Was this going to be like this from now on? Resigned, I awkwardly started looking for my history book, when I could see that there was a note on my desk. "Behind the cafeteria after school. Don't miss it, you damn nerd. " A chill ran through my body; I'm done.
I couldn't focus on class after that and, as if it were a death sentence, the bells announcing the end of last period brought about the usual collective relief, as I clung to the last few minutes of my life.
After what would probably be my last goodbye, I went to the aforementioned place, trying to mitigate the nerves that ran through my entire body.
From a distance, I could see that the blond was leaning against the wall, supporting his right foot, and his hands in his pockets. Far from what I thought, he looked unflappable despite his frown.
– What did you and the bicolor talk about during recess? – He said looking at me without blinking; he used his calm voice. I thought of so many answers, but wanted to be honest.
– He told me that he is happy to be with you – as soon as I replied, I cut eye contact.
– There's a very good reason why we haven't said it. – He was incredibly calm. If I weren't within a few meters of him, I would think those words would be someone else's. – We don't know how his old man will react; besides that, I am not interested in anyone getting involved in my personal life. – Not only was his voice calm, his gaze softened almost instantly.
– I get it
– I don't want you to think that you have any privilege to know – approaching me, intimidating. However, having listened to both versions, I couldn't feel anything but joy for both of them.
– I'm happy for both of you. – I really was. – I'm glad you have each other. – His eyes seemed to widen a bit at my statement, but then his face returned to its usual anger.
– As if I care what you think – making a gesture as if he were going to hit me, however, the blow never came. Looking behind me, he was already several steps away. It seems that everything turned out better than I thought, after all, I'm still alive.
That night, we planned to see a movie in the common area. And since Kacchan was making cookies, it only meant one thing: they too planned to do the same.
Iida, Uraraka, Tsuyu and even Shinso decided to join us tonight. We were deciding which movie to watch when Todoroki headed straight for the kitchen shortly after. Synergistically, my body headed in the direction of both boys. Now that I knew there was something more going on between them, I guess I was afraid I wasn't the only one to notice.
– I'm hungry – leaning back from the breakfast table, staring at the blond
– It's not my damn problem – placing the cookies that I could see from here were made of chocolate.
– I want some those cookies – expressionless
– They aren't for you – the bicolor didn't move a muscle, and judging by the way his interlocutor looked at him, his discomfort was obvious – Well, there you go! – He yelled going to the stairs with the rest of the cookies.
– Wow, he managed to convince him – Uraraka commented taking some popcorn
– Sometimes I see them and they seem to be like a coup...
– A couple of friends! – My voice came out before I knew it, interrupting Tsuchan
– Yes... That's exactly what they are – Shinso commented before taking a sip of his soda
– If those cookies also taste like they smell, I would also think about making friends with him – without taking my eyes off the TV. This time Iida was the one who would select what we would see
– I don't think so. They seem to have a very ... special kind of friendship – Did Shinso ...?
– What will we see today? – Asked our friend, settling down next to me
– If we can see something because, a certain person cannot decide – she looked really annoyed, although considering that she could make him float towards infinity, I'd tried not to make her angry
– I want to choose something instructive
– Iida! – both girls complained in chorus
– If these are your plans, I'll go to where the explosive is, at least there are cookies there – said the purple–hair guy
– I don't think it's your style – Todoroki commented – Ashido chose a romantic comedy; "The perfect date" or something like that – Shinso's laughter was immediate, and soon after we were all infected, while the heterochromatic looked at us strangely. I have to admit that the idea of imagining Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari and Kacchan watching those kinds of movies was very hilarious.
In the end we decided to watch the same movie, and I must admit that far from being funny, imagining the quintet was what made us laugh, to the point that sometimes we seemed to hear explosions.
At the end of the movie, I offered to finish cleaning while the others wished me good night.
– Deku – was the only girl who called me that
– Yes? – And of all, she was the only one who made me feel nervous
– You're good? All day it seemed to me that you were very tense – we were at the foot of the stairs
– It's nothing... I just didn't get enough rest last night – it was partly true, but I was terrified of giving myself away if I saw her directly in the eye.
– You always try too hard – a subtle pat on my hair, forced me to see her. She looked worried, though then she took a few steps back
– If you need to talk, you know you can count on me, Deku. – Her cheeks were rosier than usual. – I'm leaving. Good night. – walking away at a rapid pace
– Good night. – I answered at low voice. I had to lean against the wall behind me. My heartbeat was pounding in my chest rapidly, but despite the agitation, I couldn't feel happy every time I was with her. I wonder if this is what they feel when they are together.
I don't know if I succeeded, but I wanted to express fear and comedy with the description of Deku and I hope I did.
Fact # 59
It is very difficult to change from personality to personality with each intervention, but thanks to their very different personalities, creating these dynamics is fun and challenging.
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