As odd and awkward as it was, she still stayed with Midoriya as he finished his meal before she cleaned it up. Now that he had a full stomach she harassed him to take one of the antibiotics and painkillers before she would leave him alone. And of course at first he had been reluctant and it even got to the point she had threatened to pry his mouth open with her own hands and force the pill down his throat. It wasn't till she was standing in front of him about to put a knee on the bed beside him that he seemed to realize she was not bluffing and she would climb onto his lap if she had to to be able to wrestle his mouth open. That seemed to be when he finally caved in and did as she wanted, taking a painkiller and an antibiotic.
"Alright. Now was that really that hard?" She asked as she stepped back from him and put her hands on her hips.
"Yes," he grumbled, completely pouting like a child.
"Oh don't be such a baby. You're a big strong hero. Maybe try acting like it. You're really hurting the Deku brand," she said, unable to help but tease him as she struggles not to smile and laugh as she watches him.
"Do you think you feel up to moving? I'm sure my bedroom is plenty boring. I don't have a lot for television options but I do have an old little tv in the living room if you want to try shuffling your talk ass to my living room," she offered as she was sure it could not be that fun stuck in her plain bedroom. No tv, laptop, all he had was his cell phone which at least that would have been able to save his ass.
"It would be good for me to try and get up and move a little," he said with a soft nod of his head, liking the idea of being able to sate some of his curiosity on what her home was like. Sure he had seen a small bit went he went to and from the bathroom but it didn't really show much else of her home.
"Alright then. Let's get up," she said once again walking over beside him ready to sling his arm over her shoulder. Instead he simply placed a large scared hand on her shoulder using her as more of a grip as he slowly forced himself to his feet. His hand gripped her shoulders softly but he didn't sway which was nice.
"Well look at you. Already getting up nearly on your own. Just be careful I don't want you ripping any of the stitches," she said as she stayed beside him. But watching him slowly walk it was clear to see that his body was still weak and hurting. It was still amazing though to know with a hole in his side he was still able to walk or move at all.
"I just hope moving hurts less tomorrow," he said lightly as he slowly walked beside her, still happy to have her to lean on a little.
"The fact that you can move at all is amazing. You have a hole in your gut and are covered in bruises. Consider yourself lucky you are alive and walking at all," she said as she helped him to the living room before she helped him to sit on the small rock hard cheap couch she had. And of course she watched his eyes look around her little living room that was similar to his. But all it really shared was size and the paint on the walls. Otherwise their living rooms were vastly different. Where he had photos of friends and family hers was bare, not even a painting was visible. The walls of her apartment were bare. But after what he had learned of her past it was no longer surprising.
The small couch under him was incredibly uncomfortable, it was clear she had patched up corners where the fabric had ripped or the stitches broke. Remember the fact she had also stitched him up made him wonder how she learned to sew? Or maybe it was something she had been forced to teach herself? The couch alone told him that she fixed things before throwing them out. So she most likely did not have a lot of money. Then again the fact she lived in this cheap apartment complex would suggest that she didn't have a lot of money.
"Here flip through the channels and pick something I am going to make us some tea to drink," she said handing him the tv remote before she walked into the kitchen to grab two miss matching mugs before she started making some simple green tea she kept on hand.
Once she returned with a hot mug in each hand she offered one to him before she sat down beside him. The couch was tiny forcing them to sit side to side as her arms brushed against his. She didn't mind or even notice but poor Midoriya was silently panicking. He could feel her warm body beside him. Any time she moved he could tell, even if it was something as simple as lifting her mug up to her lips.
"What were you able to find?" She asked looking at the tv to find he had settled on some older movie. It seemed like an action thing but she didn't really know as she did not watch a lot of movies when she was younger nor did she now either.
"Oh Uhm you had one channel that just seemed to play a bunch of really old style movies. They seemed interesting," he said simply before quickly apologizing if she didn't like his choice.
"You really need to stop apologizing for stuff," she mumbled at him as he apologized.
"I've never actually watched any of the movies they play so this is fine. I don't usually get time to sit down and watch movies," she admitted as she happily sipped her tea. It wasn't till she started to watch him that he finally and nervously took a tip as he once again apologized after she told him he needed to stop apologizing. Which just drew a long sigh from her but she didn't bother to say anything. She really needed to pick her fights better with him, and his apologizing was clearly not going to end any time soon.
The movie wasn't anything amazing by any type of standard, both of them could agree to that. But still getting to sit there and simply enjoy the company of someone else was nice. It took over half the first movie before Midoriya finally started to relax. He just could not force his body to relax as long as he felt the warm body beside him. It was like he was in high school all over again. He knew it was stupid to feel so nervous around a complete stranger but still he couldn't keep the sound of his heart beet from filling his own ears and the blood rushing to his face. Even as it seemed she was completely unfazed as she leaned back into the couch and seemed to actually be paying a decent amount of attention to the movie and even as it ended she asked him if he wanted to watch another. Of course he became a stuttering idiot and she laughed lightly and told him to relax. Which he was trying but then of course she decided to tease him and tell him she would not bite him, unless he was into that then all he had to do was ask. He knew she was teasing but still it only made his face grow even redder and his stuttering become even harder. She laughed and told him to calm down before he popped a blood vessel.
Which he tried he really did but it was hard to relax beside her. His green eyes darted over to take her in as she leaned against the armrest of the couch. At first he thought she was a bit rude and maybe even a bitch. But he had quickly learned his assumption of the woman was completely wrong. She was aggressive because she had to be, one did not survive in her life without being guarded and ready for anything. She was quirkless in a world where a person had just as much chance to win a lottery as they did to be quirkless. On top of that she had learned early no one was in her corner. Surviving every day was a struggle. Most of her clothes did not seem to fit, he also noticed she had a small washing machine but no drier. Her clothes strung out to air dry. Everything about her life was laid out for him to see, and it told him she did not live a comfortable life.
She lived in a world he could not even imagine, and she did it while being quirkless. He could very much remember how scary the world around him could be back before he received one for all, and he honestly was not sure how he would have survived without his quirks now. He saw a small glimpse into her life and now he wanted to know more about her.
"Midoriya?" It wasn't actually till her hand touched his bare arm that he jumped. He couldn't help but hiss softly at the pain that shot through his body at the action but he had not expected her small warm hand to touch his skin.
"Huh what were you saying?" He asked once again, blushing heavily as he rubbed a hand along the back of his neck, a little embarrassed that he had not been paying any attention to what was going on around him and he completely missed that she was clearly talking to him.
"I called your name a few times. You were zoned out and muttering to yourself. Is everything okay?" She asked, looking at him with soft confused looking hazel brown eyes. Her long dark hair was pulled back allowing him a full view of her face. When had she put her hair up? It was down when she first sat down on the couch with him. But then again he also did not remember when she finished her tea and placed the empty cup down on the floor by the couch. Meanwhile he was still holding his empty cup in his hands.
"Oh, uhm yes everything's fine. I just got a little stuck in my head thinking. I didn't even realize I was mumbling. I'm sorry," He said, unable to help but squirm a little in his seat as he realized he was probably thinking out loud. Had he said something offensive about her when he didn't realize it?
"For a big strong hero you apologize a lot. You should grow a bit of a back bone. You're fine I was just worried you seemed to be thinking pretty hard about something but I couldn't make out what you were saying. And when you didn't reply to your name I was worried you suffered a head injury or something," She said before she yawned softly, unable to stop herself. She had been up a long time thanks to him getting her up before four am. Her body was quickly growing tired and ready for some sleep.
"Oh my gosh you're tired. I've been keeping you up haven't I? You should get some sleep. You should go to bed. I'll stay here and sleep on the couch," He started to ramble off as he noticed her yawn and how tired she looked now that he took in how her eyelids appeared heavy and threatening to close on her.
"I decided to stay up on my own, you are not keeping me up. But you are right I should get some sleep. No you are not sleeping on this couch. The floor is more comfortable than this couch and anyways you would not fit no matter how you lay. I don't even fit and I am shorter than you. There is no way you will fit no matter what you try. You're injured so you will take the bed," She said simply before she glared at him hard as he opened his mouth and instantly she knew it was to argue with her about the sleeping arrangements.
"But," Was the only word he could get out before she was standing up with her hands on her hips and her eyes glaring at him. Though standing barely made her taller than him but still it got her the effect she wanted as she leaned over him a little.
"No but's. My house. So my rules and I say the guy with the extra hole in his body gets to sleep in the bed. Now no more arguing about it," She said glaring down at him as she watched the corners of his lips tug up softly.
"Has anyone ever told you you're bossy and a little scary," He said lightly as she leaned back a little from him and offered a hand to help him stand up.
"Yep. I've heard it a few times. But I just simply don't like arguing with idiots," She said simply, which had him lightly chuckle as he let her help him up to his feet after he had placed his empty mug down on the floor beside the couch before she once again started to help him head back towards her bedroom.
"Well I really am sorry you're stuck caring for this idiot," He said apologizing yet again even as she shot him a dark glare.
"Well it could always be worse I guess. You're not really that bad to put up with," She mumbled the last part though with the way his face still lit up she had a feeling he had heard her. Which in turn made it her turn to blush for once as she helped him into her room and to her bed. Once he was at least seated on the edge of the bed she knew he could get himself comfortable on his own.
"Alright have a good night Midoriya," She said simply as she prepared to turn and make her way back to the living room where she was going to attempt to get some sleep though it would not be very easy nor fun. It was only for one maybe two nights she could live with sleeping on the floor. A jacket rolled up would have to suffice for a makeshift pillow for the night still sounded better than using her arm.
"Hold on Sugahara," His soft voice called out as she had turned to leave him be. Which had her pause to look over her shoulder at the man who was sitting on the edge of her bed fidgeting and blushing as he now seemed a little tongue tied as he sat there.
"Well?" She asked after a few seconds of him remaining silent. She didn't want to pressure him but she also really was growing tired.
"I feel really bad that I'm forcing you to sleep on the couch," He mumbled though clearly was trying to think of how to get his words in order and past his tongue. Boy if he was this upset over thinking she was sleeping on the couch she didn't want to know what he would do if he learned she refused to sleep on that couch again and was actually going to sleep on the floor. Last time she slept on that couch she couldn't turn her head to the left for almost a week.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is that we could just share your bed," He mumbled the last part as his gaze was now looking everywhere but at her. Awe what a cute little idiot he was. He couldn't even look at her while suggesting she sleep beside him. Boy with the look of how red his face was it seemed more like she was prepositioning her to fuck him not sleep beside him in the same bed.
"Do not worry about it. I can survive one night without my bed. Anyway, have you ever even shared a bed with a woman before?" She asked smirking as she couldn't help but tease him a little more as she watched his face.
"Well yeah of course I have," He mumbled, glancing at her before quickly looking away. Boy this felt more like she was talking with some innocent teen kid not a pro hero adult man.
"Then you should know we women tend to hog blankets. You'll be more comfortable on your own," she said laughing as she watched his reaction before she started to make her way out of the bedroom.
"Good night Deku," She called using his hero name, unable to help the laugh that escaped her as she left the blushing man sitting on her bed.
"G…good night," was the stutter that followed her out of her bedroom as she now took the chance to hunt down a jacket or hoodie anything she could roll up to use as a pillow before she found herself curled up in the middle of her living room with her eyes drifting closed and letting herself fall asleep.
With the room dark Izuku slowly moved to crawl under the blanket that was still sitting on the bed as he tried to make himself more comfortable as he laid back before grabbing his cell phone to check what new messages he may have received while watching movies with Aoi. He swore he could still feel her small warm body pressed up against her side. She was so delicate and yet she clearly refused to be seen as such, protecting herself with that bossy attitude of hers. Yet she was clearly comfortable enough around him that she teased and joked with him, even if it was sometimes at his expense he didn't mind. She was truly different than most people he knew.
