For some reason, I got sick because of Midoriya.
After that night at my... door, everything felt... different. It's like I felt lighter by talking to him.
"Please... Please don't leave me..."
God, that was embarrassing...
Walking through the halls of the dorm, I was thinking about how I needed to talk to somebody. I need to talk to Momo.
Upon reaching her room, I felt as if I were meeting a guidance counselor instead of a close friend. Knocking on her door was one thing, entering was another. As Momo opens the door to answer my knock, she graciously let me in with a smile on her face.
As I tell Momo what happened after she left the other day, I can see her expressions change in a cartoonish way. She then nods as I openly express what's been bothering me.
"That is a predicament, Jiro."
"I swear that was also the most embarrassing moment of my life."
It really was. Crying in front of someone is one thing, asking them to stay is another.
"But there's still one thing that's still bothering me, why was I crying? First, I was utterly irritated at Uraraka and my boyfriend's closeness-"
"Maybe you're starting to value him as someone else that you have to protect, someone you genuinely care for maybe?"
"What made you say that?"
"You did say 'my boyfriend' in a possessive and jealous tone."
"Jealous?!"
"Yes, jealous."
"Why did you think I was jealous? Sure, we have an unusual relationship built out of... benefits, but I never really have that much of an interest in him."
"I may be wrong about this, but it is only an assumption. Though you may very well consider the chances that you actually are jealous of Uraraka."
I let that wander around my thoughts for a while, Momo may not be well-versed in things she hasn't experienced yet, but she's almost always accurate.
"Maybe you're starting to value him as someone else that you have to protect, someone you genuinely care for maybe?"
Someone I genuinely care for...
The weekends are the best time to either go out and have fun or stay in your room and practice. I'm not really up today for the former and I'm pretty much stuck in doing nothing for the past hour. Though that maybe a drag, it's the only thing I can do.
After a while, I decided to go to the common room and wait for Momo to come home. She went out with Todoroki... again, this time, a gift for his father. Huh, maybe Momo is really rubbing off on him if he decided to do just that. Looking out in the courtyard, I see a mesh of green hair that could only belong to Midoriya. Training as usual. I sat on the couch, carefully watched him for a good half-hour until I felt my eyelids heavy and eventually let myself doze off.
I hear them, a loud crowd calling my name.
I hear them all.
Calling me, screaming my name with joy. Each time just as fulfilling as the other. I turned to face my bandmates, smiling as I did... but nobody was there. I turned my attention back to the roaring crowd, only to find a single person, silent and unmoving. Everything else is just static. I can't help but notice the lone person in the distance, staring back at me.
I try to reach out until a second person appears and grabs them by the arm.
The second person drags the first one away from the stage... away from me.
The crowd came back in the instant the two figures disappeared, it's like the whole thing never happened. Calling me, chanting my name like a lyrical poem. I hear it all... over and over and over...
What the hell is this?
"Kyoka!"
I jumped back to reality as I heard a familiar voice call me out. I opened my eyes and was met with a pair of yellow orbs, looking worried. My eyes then caught the person's hair, the same color as their eyes. Heh
Jamming-yay.
I rose up from the couch and tried to reach for my phone on the floor, I guess it fell when I dozed off. My head hurts. I turned to the courtyard, noticing the absence of the boy I was watching. It was already dark outside, how long have I been out? I then faced the blond that woke me up.
"-ey... Kaminari..."
My voice was hoarse, I couldn't quite hear my own voice.
"J-Jiro, you should stay on your back, don't worry Midoriya already went to Recovery Girl."
What?
"Geez, Jiro, do you even know how hot you are right now?"
"What the hell?!"
"I-I-I mean temperature! How high your temperature is! You're practically burning."
Oh, I guess that makes more sense. Now that I think about it, everything does feel heavy. It took a while before Midoriya eventually returned to the dorm, worried and with prescription in hand. Damn it, there's that look again.
"Kyoka, how are you feeling?" Midoriya asked.
"Out of 1 to crap, I'd say crap." I said smirkingly, trying to put a smile on his face... and smile he did.
"Kaminari, can you please lead the way to her room?"
I noticed the blond nod as Midoriya carries me in his arms, cradling me. I heard the door to my room open and we entered. Midoriya laid me on my back once more, looking around the room possibly for a towel. When he did find a towel, he wiped the sweat off of my face and gave me a reassuring smile. Kaminari then entered the room, holding a glass of water. I then notice another person enter my room with a worried look on their face. It was Momo, it looks like she just got back. She then sighed as she saw who was with me.
"Guys... I'm fine. Nothing a little rest couldn't handle."
Midoriya took the glass of water from Kaminari's hand and thanked him. He then had me drink the medicine prescribed by Recovery Girl, the look of worry never leaving his features.
"I'm sorry for making you worry, everyone. I feel a lot better now, I swear.
"You sure?"
"Yes, Jamming-yay, I'm fine now."
He smiled then waved goodbye as he left the room.
"Get enough rest, Jiro. And if you need anything, Midoriya's here to get it."
Momo gave me a weak smile, nodding as she then left, closing the door and leaving us alone. There was tense silence afterwards. Midoriya sitting at the side of my bed, holding my hand tightly. I smiled at that. Why do I have such an adorable boyfriend?
"Midoriya."
He tensed hearing his name. I wonder...
"Izuku."
He tensed up even more. Adorable.
"Are you okay?"
"I-I should be the one asking you that, Kyoka."
There goes that feeling inside me again...
"I'm sorry for making you worry, Izuku. I swear, I'm okay now."
He still has that worried look in his eyes, crud.
"It's okay, Kyoka... I'm just glad you're okay." he smiled.
He finally smiled for me.
"You must be tired, I-I'll leave you alone to get some rest now. If there's anything you need right now, just tell me."
He stood up, preparing to leave.
Anything...?
"A goodnight kiss?"
He went stiff after hearing me say that.
"A-Are you sure?"
"Izuku, you are my boyfriend, right? Can I not have my goodnight kiss so I can rest to get better?"
"Y... You do have a point."
After giving in, he lowered his face so he could plant a kiss on my lips. We stayed still for a while, feeling the warm sensation of being with someone you trust and care for. Then I remembered something, it has been the first, right?
This was our first kiss as a couple.
Breaking off, Midoriya smiled as he gazed lovingly at me.
"Goodnight, Kyoka. See you tomorrow."
He then walked towards the door and opened it.
Screw it.
"Izuku,"
He stopped, turning to face me.
"I love you"
A wonderful smile then appeared on his face.
"I love you too, Kyoka"
Dreams are meant to represent the person's innate desires... according to some guy. My dream was... weird... but I think I understand now. I guess I am jealous... I'm afraid... Seeing the person I care for get dragged away from me... I can't handle it. I'm not entirely sure if what I told Midoriya is what I truly feel... but I do know that it's what I want to tell him now.
After all, I'm glad I have such an adorable boyfriend.