2

Signal

Izuku stood alone at the bus stop. The wind blew, fluttering his loose shirt and saggy tie. His dark green hair flowed along. His eyes were still wide, recalling what just happened.

His notebook and their study notes were sprawled out on the floor. Her back was arched on the table. Her hair was entangled in a messy spiral. Her buttons were undone to her cleavage, her fingers slid down her tummy to untuck her uniform blouse. Her skirt swirled like a blossoming flower.

His fingers slid up her thigh, over the fabric of her black pantyhose. She pulled on his tie as he climbed on top of her. A damp breath lingering on his neck, she took a small taste of his skin. He moved aside her blouse to kiss her bare shoulder. Her hands roamed to his back, pulling his shirt free from under the belt, her other hand ran through his hair. Their lips wrote up to their necks, a sensual sentence along the jawline. They wanted to finish the paragraph with a kiss. They took a second to remember the expression of the one opposite. Closing their eyes, their lips were ever so slow, inhaling each other...

"DEKU!"

"Hiee? Y-Yes!" He jumped back into reality, 'but what was that with Yaoyorozu? Should I start calling her Momo..? Eh, I should focus!' He did jump back for a reason. "Uraraka, Iida? Hey guys!" He calmed down, it was two friends he had ever since his first year at U.A.

"Midoriya, you look quite preoccupied, is everything alright? Is there any way I could help?" Tenya and his robot arms.

"Huh? No guys, thanks but, I'm fine." He lifted his arms denying their help but, 'I'm definitely not fine!'

"You're definitely not fine!" They yelled at Izuku in unison.

'They figured out!'

They all waited at the bus stop. They told Izuku that they were out with ashido and the rest. Izuku told them how he went to study with Yaoyorozu, he couldn't hide the truth. His awkward body language gave out lies. "I mean, she's alone."

"Midoriya, don't tell me you went there to take advantage of-"

"No! Don't jump to conclusions! Sh-She told me. She said her grades have been dipping, and her parents have been working lately. I put two and two together." Izuku explained as fast as he could before he was reprimanded by Iida.

Uraraka giggled. "Deku, you're always thinking like that." Her eyes faded down and then to the city in front of them. "You're always trying to help others."

"Thanks, Uraraka... I mean, it's the least I can do. I'm not going to be a pro-hero, but at the very least I can help." He replied with a warm smile. He didn't want to talk about what happened with Yaoyorozu. He didn't want to talk to her about what happened with Yaoyorozu. He didn't. "That reminds me, Hatsume should be finished with your suit tomorrow, along with me finishing Yaoyorozu's. I just hope Hatsume doesn't get delayed because of her own personal projects. She said she would be working on Tsuyu's till it was done, today." His iconic rambling began.

"You guys sure work hard." Uraraka still had that playful attitude.

And Izuku played along. "Yeah, it's good that the workshop is open 24/7 for third-year students. Our teacher is also busy helping the other years. He kind of just lets us wing it. You know, sink or swim." Izuku rubbed the back of his hair with a rigid laugh. The bags under his eyes became more noticeable.

'He needs sleep!' They both thought.

Buzz, buzz. They heard Izuku sigh as he checked his phone. His baggy eyes had a dreaded cringe. "Why? Why?" He reluctantly answered. "Hatsume, what is it?"

"Oh, Midoriya!" She sang out. "I believe you should come to the studio! I finished one of my babies! It's so spectacular, care to see it in action?!"

A vein throbbed over his eyebrow. "Hatsume..." Clutching the phone tight. "P-Please tell me, you finished Tsuyu's suit."

"Haven't even started on it." In her cheerful tone. "Say, I could use your help!"

Another dejected sigh. "Yeah, on my way. After we're done, I'm walking you home to make sure you get sleep."

"Sure, sure! See ya!" Click.

Izuku put his phone back in his pocket. "Sorry to bail on you guys but I can't leave Hatsume alone like that. She would just start working on something else and stay in that workshop till morning."

"Midoriya, make sure you get proper rest as well! We can't have you sluggish!" Iida lectured like always.

"You two are really close, huh?" Uraraka asked.

Izuku adjusted his school bag strap. "Yeah... We are, Uraraka."

She closed her eyes and smiled.

"See you guys tomorrow!" Izuku waved back as he headed for school.

"Yeah, see you, Deku."

"I have to make sure we finish Tsuyu's suit. That's the priority." Although he was always curious about Hatsume's new invention. He entered the work studio. "Hatsume." He called out, not seeing her.

Clutter, clang. She emerged from a pile of junk. "Oh Midoriya, hand me that wrench, will ya?"

Izuku sighed. "Hey to you too." He mumbled. He grabbed his work belt, he strapped it on and walked to her. He picked up the wrench on the floor and handed it to her. "Where's Tsuyu's suit?"

"On the workbench." She shrugged her head to the general direction, still working on whatever it is that she was. "I'm a get right on it, right after I work out the kinks of this."

"Yeah, yeah. You know it's late, right?"

"Sleep requires time, as inventors we need to make use of the time we have." They both had the same baggy eyes. "I'm sure you are aware as well."

"Yeah, I'm too aware with how you use your time." Izuku had walked to the bench, she was talking about. He began to analyze her suit. He jotted down notes. "A few tears. The webbing has cuts. Worn down, a few parts are outstretched? Hm, can we make it more flexible." He finished writing what he thought of how to improve it. "I'll talk to Tsuyu about possible improvements. Now, let's fix you up."

"It's finished!" Hatsume was standing on the pile of junk with her baby proudly in her hand.

Izuku lifted his eyes off the workbench. "Hm, now you can help with your actual job." He turned to her. "What is it anyway? Boots?" They were red boots, as his signature ones.

"My custom made baby for you, Midoriya! I call it air trek! Essentially they are high powered skates! Test them out later, here's the instruction manual." She was shoving them in his hands.

"Eh, w-wait, Hatsume!" She had him pressed up against the bench. She was so close. Her precise eyes were staring up at him excited for the gift, and her breast were pushed up against his chest. Izuku took the gift in her hands. "Th-Thanks, Hatsume, I'll try them later."

"Now what should I work on next?" Turning on the heels of her shoes.

"Not so fast!" Izuku latched her wrist. "Tsuyu's costume comes first." He could feel her motivation falter. He closed his eyes with gritted teeth. He knew he was going to regret it but, "after we finish her suit, I'll help with anything you want."

Her spirit sparked back up. "Really!" Quickly going back to his personal space. "You'll make a baby with me!"

'Don't word it like that!' His face flushed at the thought. "Y-Yeah! But first Tsuyu's." He reaffirmed.

"Yeah! Let's get right on it." Skipping to the bench, already examining what needed to be done.

Izuku stared at the clock. 'It's around 11:30.' He let out a breath of defeat. "I'll go make us some coffee, okay Hatsume."

She nodded and said, "you already know how I like it." He nodded. He walked to the coffee maker and began to prepare it. It was such a common operation, he did it on autopilot and let his mind wander.

'The way her eyes stared at me, and that elegant, enchanting smile she had just before we kissed... Momo...'

They pulled their lips away. He sucked in a breath. She let one out of pleasure. Her fingers held the locks of his hair tight before softening their grip. His fingers slowly trailed up her skirt, he stopped at her hip, tenderly burying his nails into her skin. Her head snapped back in a shiver. He softly laced her exposed neck with wet kisses, he gave her collarbone a gentle bite. He heard her hiss in a moan of pain. Her hand landed on his shoulder, urging him to go lower. His hands roamed up, undoing all her buttons, after, he held her aching body. His lips were guided down, as she pushed lightly on his shoulder. He sucked on her ribcage, leaving a hickey. He left butterfly smooches, trickling down her midriff. He stopped at her navel.

Midoriya raised himself up. "Yaoyor-"

She placed her fingertips to his lips. "Momo, just call me Momo, Izuku..."

Deku placed a mug on her tool cart, standing next to her. "Don't overwork yourself. I barely finished the coffee." He sat down on a rolling stool.

"Don't worry, we finished! You knocked down the easy stuff, Midoriya!" She animatedly walked to grab her mug and take a sip. "Fuel for us inventors!"

Izuku sweatdropped, he had cheerful closed eyes. "I guess so huh?" He laughed along. He opened his eyes and, "thanks for the gift, Hatsume."

She took another hyper sip. "Think nothing of it, Midoriya. In the process of developing it, I couldn't think of anyone else to fit the bill during the trial stages!"

"Oh, I see... but still thanks!"

They kept at it. Hatsume instantly began another project, she reminded Midoriya of his deal. They finished Tsuyu's suit and began to work on one of her babies.

Zzz... Zzz... Zzz...

Izuku groaned awake. It was cold in the work studio. He was slumped off the workbench. His eyes squinted at the light shining. He sat up walking to the desk with the particular light on. "We didn't finish it, huh?"

Hatsume was sleeping on a desk, writing notes of how to improve their baby. The desk lamp was on, illuminating the sleeping architect. Izuku shut off the light with a small smirk. "The proper amount of sleep, huh?" Izuku discarded the pointless request and fell back on the workbench, going to sleep.

What I shared with Momo... Was it comfort for me or her?