10

Izuku and Momo were riding the train, thankfully, it wasn't as packed as last time, oddly empty, and they were able to find some seats, sitting next to each other, facing the windows across from them.

They were doing their best not to hyperventilate, both of them were blushing while keeping their eyes down and to themselves. He was trying to figure out the words to describe what he liked about her and the possibility of a relationship. She was growing more and more anxious with each passing second of his silence because she was assuming that Izuku didn't have any positive notes regarding her abilities as a hero.

'I should have never asked Izuku that question! I'm not ready for his response!' Even though she had made great progress, Momo still hadn't fully overcome her insecure side, 'I thought I would be able to handle it, but it's the fact that he's taking too long that makes it difficult.'

'H-How am I supposed to answer that?! I know it's because of yesterday but I was caught up in the moment! Having to think about it is too hard! How can I talk about it!?' Even though he had made strides when it came to interacting with girls, he still couldn't deal with the romantic side of things. 'It's okay Izuku, calm down, even though nothing's been stated out in the open, Momo and I have been acting pretty close, maybe she just wants things to be clear between us.'

They both took calming breaths, neither of them noticing what the other was doing.

Izuku scratched his cheek as he started his stuttering attempt, repeating her question, "Analyzing you, Momo?" He nervously chuckled a little, trying to ease into it.

But it was not easy on Momo. Her ears perked as the rest of her body stiffened. "Y-Yes, Izuku?"

"Well, I think you're pretty amazing, you have so many skills outside of your quirk, b-but even then your quirk requires a lot of knowledge and you really apply yourself to knowing as much as you can. And then you also made that music box..." He trailed off thinking off how detailed it was and the hauntingly beautiful melody it played.

"Oh, that's true, it does take a lot of work," Momo was feeling the weight of her anxiety starting to flutter away, realizing she was worrying about nothing.

"And after yesterday-,"

"Yesterday?" She turned her head to him with a confused tilt.

Izuku also turned his attention to her, his eyes slowly getting as confused as hers, "Y-Yeah, isn't that what you wanted to talk about? You know like how I think of you, r-right?" Now he was starting to sound unsure.

Momo pursed her lips in thought, 'Yesterday... Izuku and I...' Then the memories came flooding back. "Eh?!" She accidentally let out in a squeak as her face grew red at the thoughts that now refused to leave. She cleared her throat, attempting to recompose herself.

At this point Izuku was sure he misinterpreted, seeing her flustered reaction. He tried to take it back, awkwardly ruffling the back of his hair, growing as embarrassed as her "U-Uh, forget I brought it up, Momo."

She had her hand over her mouth, waiting for her blush to recede before she spoke. She moved her hand up to adjusted her loose strand of hair bashfully when she did speak, "I was referring to my aspects regarding a hero."

Izuku almost choked on his spit feeling like an idiot for not realizing that. He rubbed his face, "Of course you meant that. Sorry, I just assumed because of what happened..."

"Although," She spoke up, "We should talk about that too, shouldn't we?"

Now arriving...