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Todoroki POV

"Where were you Shouto?" he demanded and all the joy simply left my body, being replaced with terror.

"I was at a classmate's apartment," I managed to say, looking down as I took off my shoes. I was glad to see Natsuo's shoes by the door.

"LOOK AT ME SHOUTO WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU!" he demanded. I didn't know if he could see the fear in my eyes as I looked up at him. If he did he didn't care. "What were you doing there?"

"studying," I responded. This was a partial truth, as Midoriya was studying. I was trying to keep my face neutral, hoping it will prevent follow up questions.

"What were you studying?" his question was, like always a demand. I took too long to respond, I was so distracted by Midoriya to fully come up with a cover story.

"SHOUTO!" he shouted, "WHAT WERE YOU REALLY DOING!" his signature fire beard and mustache erupted. Making me feel like a scared little kid.

"Reading," was all I managed to say.

He looked at me, "YOU WENT TO SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE JUST TO READ! WENE YOU WERE SOPOST TO BE STUDYING!?"

All I could do was nod, I felt my self start to shake as I noticed that I had lost my ability to speak.

"YOU BETTER ACE THIS TEST!"

I nodded rapidly, hoping that I would.

"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" he shouted.

I gladly obliged, hurrying up the stairs to my brother's room. His door was open and he was standing in the doorway.

"I heard dad yelling, are you ok Shouto?" he asked, his kind voice was a stark contrast to Enji's yelling. I shook my head, looking up to him tears starting to run down my cheeks. He pulled me into a tight hug as he guided me into his room, closing the door so Enji wouldn't be able to hear. I cried into his shoulder as he held me. I looked up at him once the tears stopped. I don't know how long that took. "Can you speak?" he asked, wiping away my tears.

"No," I whispered, surprising myself with my ability to speak. He laughed at that.

"I'm glad that you have a friend now, and that they let you hang out at there place, I know that asking for the unexpected is hard for you" he smiled.

"Midoriya offered, he's obsessed with pro heroes and found out today was his day off and invited me over to avoid him," I explained, "he's my best friend," for some reason I found myself smiling talking about him. My brother gave me a knowing look, but I didn't know what he could know. He must have read the confusion on my face and changed the subject.

"Did you have dinner before coming home, because I know you didn't make it to the kitchen?"

"Yeah, I had dinner with Midoriya."

"I'm really glad that you found someone," he smiled sincerely. Another oddly worded sentence, finding someone normally refers to a love interest, but Midoriya is a boy, and love is between a boy and a girl. While I was pondering Natsuo's phone started to ring, he looked at it then back at me. "Are you ok to be alone? Or do you need to stay with me a bit longer?" he asked. I saw a glimpse of the caller ID. There were heart emojis on it. It must have been his girlfriend. I knew that he would rather talk to her than hold me.

"I'm fine," I stated as I left, heading towards my room. I would have liked to stay with him for a little longer, but I didn't want to bother him.

When I changed out of my uniform and got settled in my room, I noticed that I had a text message from that kind, sweet green-haired boy. "How are you doing? I'm sorry that I had to leave you with your dad," I read his message, he really cares about me. I was glad that someone else knew about and cared about my… relationship… with Enji. It made me feel warm and fuzzy. No, Midoriya made me feel that way. "I'm fine now. Thank you for asking," I replied.

"I'm glad," he texted back immediately, before sending more texts, "since you said that your fine now does that mean that there was a problem earlier?(worried face, sad face)" "I'm so sorry that that happened."

He seemed to have stopped texting, so I answered. "It's not your fault that he's like that. There was nothing that you could do." I sent the message before sending another adding to it. "You did help a lot by keeping me out of the house this afternoon."

He responded with a happy face emoji. After a moment, he sent another text, "Would you like me to walk to school with you again tomorrow?"

That idea made me disproportionately happy. Most things about him had that effect. "I would like that," I responded. All of these feelings are sort of like how Fuyuma described love to me but we're both boys, so it can't be love.

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