Izuku Midoriya's life had gotten confusing. Ever since the USJ, all the girls in his class were acting odd around him. It got worse after the sports festival. He couldn't imagine what the reason for it could be, but he supposed it wasn't too worrying of a change. Until today, at this moment, in the dorms, with his back against the wall, Momo in his face, and a leg by his head.
"Izuku Midoriya. Become my husband."
Of all the things he considered Momo could possibly say to him, that was not one of them. "I-I-I-I-I...E-Excuse me?" He sputtered. "Become my husband. I will give you almost anything you could possibly desire, be it money, fame, or my body." she replied in an almost sensual tone.
Izuku was shocked that he had heard her right the first time. Not only was she telling him to marry her, she was also saying she would provide for him. He couldn't believe this was happening.
But something about what she had said bothered him. "But...why would I need any of those things as a reason to be your husband? I think just being married to you would be almost an honor. You're strong, intelligent, kind, and one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Isn't that reason enough?"
Izuku looked at her face and noticed she seemed to be at a loss for words. She opened and closed her mouth several times before she finally gave up, took her leg off the wall, and started walking away. Before she turned the corner, she stopped to say goodnight.
Izuku learned two things about Momo. She gets very red when she's flustered and she's more flexible than it would seem.