Deku POV*
'Ah... My head hurts. What happened to me? The last thing I remember is...' The suicide. Now it's all coming back to me. I couldn't take the voices. All-Might, Eraserhead, and some of the other students from the class stopped by to try and comfort me. But all it did was tell me that I was weak. That I wasn't strong enough to handle it on my own. And I have nothing to live for. I don't want to be alive anymore, so I started looking for a way out... And a noose seemed like the best option. So I tried. I look around at the room I'm in and I realize I'm in a hospital room. There isn't anyone here... Typical, they are probable disgusted with me or angry with me. My mother probably knows already but has most likely stepped out to get some food. I look at the clock on the wall... 11:14 p.m. She has actually most likely gone home for the night. I hear a door open, but it wasn't the door to the outside... It was the bathroom door. Out steps, dressed in a Misfits shirt and some sweats. Now that I take a closer look. "You are wearing my clothes" She shrieks and looks at me. Her face transforms from shock to pure anger. She walks quickly over to me and slaps me, hard. There were tears in her eyes. "Do you have any idea what you've done? The pain you put us all through? Especially your mother and Ocha-" "DON'T YOU DARE SAY HER NAME HERE! SHE DESERVES FAR WORSE THAN WHAT YOU GOT! AND ON TOP OF THAT-" He takes a deep breath... And continues "This wasn't about getting even with either of them." Her eyes widen. "Then why?" Her voice is a trembling whisper. "Why would you do that to them? To me?" My head was down in same but her words made my face crane towards her. "What do you mean??"
And then it hit me...
*Flashback*
"Hey deku!" I looked up to see Momo Yayorozu. "What's up Momo?" She shifted in place, but I figured it wasn't anything to be worried about. "W-well I has s-something I wanted to ask you." I turned my head. "What is it?" "U-um I wanted to know if you wanted to go ou-" Momo was cut off as Uraraka strolled up to us. I smiled and stood up, kissing her on the cheek. "What's up babe?" Her face lit up with a crimson red tint before socking me in the shoulder. "I told you not to call me that in public. Anyways, are you ready to go home?" I shook my head before turning to Momo. "Hey! What were you saying earlier?" Her face was sad, but quickly turned to a smile. "Oh... It was nothing. Have a good day, Deku see you later." She quickly ran off. I didn't think anything about it.
* Flashback End *
"You were trying to ask me out that day Ochako interrupted our conversation, weren't you?" She was sobbing at this point and all I could do was sit there and look like an absolute fool as she slowly sank to the floor. "I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out on a date... So yeah, I wanted to ask you out. But you chose her." Her last statement was full of venom and hatred. "I wanted us to be together. But she got to you first. And I've been waiting here ever since."
I looked at her and I realize that she has been waiting for me to see her the way she sees me. I need something to get my mind off of her... And while it would feel like I'm taking advantage of her, but she is here. I struggle to get up. "Momo..." She looks up and I motion her to come here. She stands on the edge of the bed, leaning slightly down to where we can look into each others eyes. She smells so nice... Like a pine forest. I pick my hand up slowly and stroke her face. Her skin is like porcelain. It so smooth and warm. Not a mark to be seen. She presses her face into my palm. I lean up and our lips slowly connect.
*Momo's POV*
'Oh my god, he is kissing me! His lips feel so soft. But his hand is rough, but it feels so good. Should i touch him too? What if he's doing this for pity's sake. I don't care though.
*Deku's POV*
The kiss didn't last very long before I slowly pulled away. As I did, I was graced with the sight of Momo's deeply flushed face. She was shaking, almost as if it was with anticipation. She slowly opened her eyes, now seeing that they were filled with tears again. I grabbed her hand as she spoke in a whisper. "I want you to live... Live for the future, and live for your dream. And maybe even live for me..."
I couldn't help but feel sorry for her as she lowered her head. So I spoke up. "I will live for my dream. And I will live for everyone who depends on me. That includes you, Momo. I can say that I won't be hurting myself... You are far too pretty to cry anyways."
Some time later I drifted off to sleep, still holding Momo's hand.