Every fiber of Midoriya's being screamed at him to deny Iida entry but he felt like he had no choice. The last thing he wanted to do was confirm his friend's suspicions.

"S-sure."

Uraraka, hearing everything going on, panicked quietly in a ball under the covers. She didn't want Iida to catch them doing something taboo and better yet, to see her naked. She wouldn't be able to look at him the same again if that happened. She tried to focus on staying still; focusing on the combat training she received from Gunhead about breathing.

Upon being given entry, Iida practically made himself feel at home. Midoriya was surprised because this wasn't his style. He was always overbearingly polite and would ask permission for just about everything. Iida's actions were definitely throwing off our protagonist.

Midoriya practically jumped through the ceiling when Iida sat on the edge of the bed in front of the pile that was Uraraka. He tried to focus on not giving away signs of distress. He tried not to sweat, he tried not to fidget, he tried not to stutter, but thinking about not doing those things only made it exponentially harder not to.

Iida had a serious expression on his face as he always did. It was quite unnerving for Midoriya, considering the situation. Iida was sat on the edge of the bed while Midoriya was left awkwardly standing in the middle of his room.

"Well, are you going to have a seat?"

"Y-yeah."

Midoriya pulled out his computer chair from his desk and sat facing his stern friend; Uraraka hiding for her life.

Midoriya broke the silence with tense words.

"So, Iida, what's up? Why are you up? I m-mean."

"I couldn't sleep."

Midoriya was so on edge that he felt like he fell off. Iida wasn't offering any conversation and his demeanor, while no different than usual, was extra unsettling.

"What is your situation with Uraraka, Midoriya-San?"

"Nothing much. Why do you ask?" His nerves were fraying at the ends.

"I've been thinking about it ever since I found out about you two. I am very conflicted on the matter."

'Does Iida like me?'

'Does Iida like Uraraka-San?"

They would've laughed if they knew what the other was thinking.

"W-why are you conflicted?"

"You see, I am a stickler for the rules – "

'I knowwww' they both thought.

" – and it bothered me to no end that the two of you were behaving so…so, what's the word I'm looking for?"

He paused for a minute.

"Daring…no that's not it. Never mind, the adjective isn't essential. My point is that I was concerned at first; we're young, we're irresponsible, and we are ignorant."

"What are you saying?"

"That's why I did some research on the matter!"

"Hu-WHAT?!"

"I just want you to be prepared."

"For what ex-exactly?"

"You see when a man loves a woman very much – "

The couple couldn't believe their ears but had totally different reactions. Midoriya wanted to pull his hair out and yell in embarrassment and disgust. Uraraka, on the other hand, had to swallow down a barrel of laughter to avoid being caught.

"No no no no no no! You are not doing this right now!" Midoriya was every shade of red imaginable all at once; it was a feat he didn't even know was possible.

"I can text the web page if you'd like to lo – "

"Thank you, Iida! I ap-appreciate it!"

Midoriya opened the door and did everything but shove his friend out. Yet Iida lingered, trying to explain to his friend the importance of safe sex.

Uraraka was reeling internally. She couldn't deal with it. He had to go now or her cover would be blown. This was the funniest thing that had happened to her ever since she joined UA and she just wished she could tell people about it.

It was funny, that is until he warned Midoriya about STIs. Suddenly her internalized laughter deformed into demonic anger. 'Me, give HIM STIs?!' she thought. It now took all her willpower not to leave the sheets and strangle him until his arrow-shaped eyebrows fell out. She didn't even care that she was naked, at least he wouldn't die without seeing a woman's shape.

Iida was blissfully unaware of the monster he had created under the sheets but Midoriya stiffened at the notion of STIs. It was almost as if he felt her presence shift into something sinister. He wouldn't dare look in her direction for two reasons: one, he didn't want to give her away, and two, he was really scared.

"I will be texting you the web page regardless. I will check if you have read it every single day until you do and you will be tested on it to confirm your knowledge on the subject matter!"

'Why me?' he couldn't help but think. "Th-thanks Iida-San. Good night."

"Good night." He began walking down the hallway and stopped just a few steps away. "Congratulations to you both. I'm very happy for you." He shot him a congratulatory smirk and left Midoriya in the hallway.

Midoriya was so paralyzed in fear he didn't want to go back into his room. He didn't want to see the extent of the damage Iida's mindless words had caused, nor did he want to do damage control. He wanted to save people, sure, but he thought that saving people from Uraraka's wrath would be impossible. He was thankful though, thankful that his friend was so God damn oblivious that he hadn't even noticed Uraraka; lying naked under the sheets.

'That would've been a nightmare' he chuckled.

When the door clicked, Uraraka sprung free from her suffocating prison.

"Can you believe him?! I don't have any STIs, is he fucking mad?! What does he take me for, some kind of slut that fucks everything that moves?!"

Midoriya didn't know where he found the courage to do some of the things he's done with Uraraka. He did know; however, that no matter how hard he searched himself, that he wouldn't find the answers for this one.

"I-I think that Iida was just looking out for me."

"Yeah well, it was fucking rude!" She crossed her arms in disgust. Midoriya had to resist the urge to stare at her chest while her crossed arms pressed her breasts together.

Uraraka immediately felt bad because she didn't mean to shout at Deku-Kun. He was right that Iida just wanted them to be safe. She was shocked that he pretty much gave his blessing. At least she wasn't going to be stuck in some awkward love triangle.

"I'm sorry Deku-Kun."

Midoriya was focusing so hard on not scanning her up and down he didn't register what she had said.

"W-what?"

"I said I'm sorry."

"O-oh, it's okay Uraraka-San, you didn't do anything wrong."

"What'd you think I said?"

"Uh-uhhh, I don't know."

"You didn't listen, did you?"

He was up shit creek without a paddle. He was so scared to be on the receiving end of her fury that he just blurted out the truth without a second thought.

"It's hard to pay attention when you're naked like that!" He clasped his mouth shut.

She gave him a playful look and leaned into his body. "Why is it?" she asked while her fingers scaled their way up his chest.

He gulped audibly as she began to strip him.

"Now, where were we?"