Shouto slunk across the threshold of his house-not, he thought every time it came across his mind, my home-as quietly as possible, hoping beyond hope that Endeavor-not my father-was still working. He shut the door as quietly as possible and removed his shoes, listening for Endeavor. Subtlety was not his strong suit.
A floorboard creaked
Shouto tensed
moments passed like years
and then
nothing.
Shouto sighed. The sound echoed off the walls of the empty house, joined by the sound of his feet slapping against the floor as he walked upstairs to his bedroom. He slid the door back and closed it tightly.
A rainstorm had started outside.
Shouto dropped his stuff and walked to the window-no, he didn't walk. He was pulled to the window, pulled by an unknown and inexorable force. He laid a trembling hand on the glass as the first fat drops smacked into it.
Something hot and wet pricked up behind his eyes.
"No," Shouto growled aloud, swiping at his watery eyes, "no. God-" he tore his hand away from the glass "-damn it." and yanked the curtains down over it. He hadn't cried in years, hadn't shown that sort of weakness in years. Endeavor would lose his mind, and Shouto wouldn't allow himself to be broken by something as innocuous as a fucking storm.
Growling internally at his own idiocy, Shouto flung himself on the bed. All of his homework was already done, and he didn't feel like training. Endeavor had the only TV in the house in a locked office (he'd always used entertainment as the carrot when raising Shouto).
So…phone. Shouto whipped his out and languidly scrolled through it. News. News. Nothing entertaining, no-one outside of his family to text. Not like he had any-
"Are we friends?"
"I say we are."
-Midoriya. Midoriya had basically declared them friends earlier. Shouto stared at his phone for a moment before sliding it in his pocket.
Objective for tomorrow: Get Midoriya Izuku's number.
For some reason, the thought made Shouto smile.
Just a little.
Okay, this took forever. Apparently, drafting actually takes time-who knew?!
Anyway, this was gonna be longer, but I broke it into two chapters to keep the flow.
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