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The hedgehog's dilemma

He weakly opened his blurry eyes, waking to the sounds of morning. His arm felt numb. His vision began to clear, seeing the weight trapping his arm. A sprawl of raven locks, snuggled in a blanket, and a cute faint snore as she breathed out her nose, her pink lips slightly open.

'Y-Yaoyorozu!'

He woke up first? 'That never happens, wh-what do I do?!' She would usually wake him up, then they would depart and act as if nothing happened when they saw each other again. He stared at her sleeping figure for a bit longer. He gulped, his eyes fixated on her lips. 'I-Is it okay, i-if...' He leaned in closer, his anxiety tugging at his stomach. 'I mean, w-we did last n-night, why should this be a-any different?' He was slowly reaching her, his heartbeat increased with every inch he took. He hesitated, his eyes enamored for a moment, his cheeks grazing slightly. 'Yaoyorozu's always so pretty.' He let out a breath of nerves. He closed his eyes, going for it.

"Good morning." She squealed out with a yawn. He froze, a second away from capturing her lips. Yaoyorozu's eyes fluttered awake like a princess. She titled her head confused, she giggled slightly before pressing the tip of her nose against his.

His eyes shot open with embarrassment, quickly backing away. "Hiee! S-Sorry, I didn't mean-" He forgot that his arm was under her and as he yanked, she lifted herself freeing him, causing him to whiplash and roll off the bed with a thud. "...Ow."

Yaoyorozu sat up on her knees, staring at the side he fell off from, his legs were sticking up. She had a smile with closed eyes and a sweatdrop. "Sorry... "

He fixed himself upright, using the bed as support. He dusted himself off as he stood. "Ehm," coughing to clear his throat.

Momo felt a smirk creeping on her lips. This shy kid in front of her wasn't Izuku. She could play a little with this one. She turned, to slide off the bed, revealing her slender legs roaming over the silk sheets.

Midoriya was doing his best to be polite but his eyes took a peek of her smooth skin, causing him to blush.

She had a half-lidded stare at his expression, only her eyes turned in his direction, examining him. She got off the bed, with a perky hop to her feet. She outstretched her body, arching it with a comfy sigh.

Midoriya had to completely avert his eyes realizing that the only article of clothing she had on was his white button-up shirt, the one he wore last night. 'And she only has one button on!' Covering the most important parts. The shirt was actually big on her causing the sleeves to flap adorably past her hands. 'Wait, that means?!' He glanced down at himself. "Hie!" He quickly went to cover his bare chest. He was only wearing pants.

She giggled at his timid actions compared to last night. She used one hand to cover her mouth. She began to take cat-like steps towards him. "Ne, is something wrong?" As she reached him, she locked her hands behind her lower back pushing out her chest, swaying side to side.

"Er, n-no!" Stumbling back, hitting the wall. "I-It's just, I'm not wearing-, you actually h-have it on." His breath hitched up as she approached him, pinning him against the wall with her body.

She traced her index finger over his jawline, raising his chin slightly, enjoying his squirming, staring at him with intrigued dominant eyes. "Oh? Do you want it back?" Her other hand was playing with the button over her cleavage.

A truly difficult gulp for Midoriya. He steamed up at Yaoyorozu's voice, it was like a dirty version of her protective mom voice. 'Oh God, I'm so conflicted!' He let out an involuntary groan because her breast was purposely sloshing against his chest. He finally forced words out. "U-Um, no y-you look good in it." He wasn't able to turn his face away cause she was gripping his chin but he had his eyes shunned as best he could as he politely yet sincerely uttered those words.

'C-Cute...' Momo's guard was about to drop. 'Shy Midoriya is such a soft cinnamon bun!' She mentally squealed those thoughts before recomposing herself. "Aren't you a gentleman." Her breath damp to his ear. "How about a reward for your gesture?" She mused as she returned to focusing on his lips.

Her eyes were closing slowly as her lips lingered closer to his, but never fully closed still focused on his lips. And his eyes were focused on hers.

Both a breath away from each other.

Lingering for the moment of physical connection.

Lips almost grazing.

One of them just having to act.

Both simply staring.

She was at his lips.

He was at her eyes.

Staring.

It was like a still frame neither of them could get out of. The hands on a clock ticking away.

Buzz. Buzz.

They both heard it. Neither of them acknowledged it.

Buzz. Buzz.

The phone's intervals feeling like forever in between each one.

Buzz. Buzz.

"... I should get that."

"Yes, of course."

Midoriya said that it was an important call and he should head home.

They were at the door. She was still only in his shirt, but they found something for him. One of his other shirts she kept around. "It did sound important, I do hope everything is alright."

"Oh, er, don't worry about it. It's just-, hm..." He couldn't really explain, and his eyes were hard, staring off.

She noticed his troubled expression. It was the one he always had when he was thinking of the well-being of someone else, an expression often found on his face when he used to be a hero. Her lips parted in a gasp, seeing that look for the first time in a long time. She sighed out a comforting smile, placing her hand on his shoulder. "I understand, but whatever it is, please know, I'm here, and that you're not alone."

His hard face began to drop, hearing her. He returned his eyes to her. "Y-Yeah, I know Momo." Izuku pressed his forehead against hers. She lifted her hand off his shoulder up to his cheek, pressing her lips to his. A simple easy gesture from Momo to Izuku.

Izuku and Momo embraced each other for a moment before they let go.

Yaoyorozu cleared her throat as she separated from Midoriya. "I'll see you on Monday."

"Yeah goodbye-"

"And we can talk about what you said to me."

"Eh?"

Yaoyorozu was biting her fingernail. "You know, about my singing?"

"W-Wait we have to talk about that on Monday?"

She dropped her hands with a pout. "Well, of course, Yaoyorozu and Midoriya only talk at school, or when we're with friends."

"A-Ah, I see your point." He sweatdropped at her rich girl whine. "B-But how do I explain it to everyone, i-including you?"

"That's for Midoriya to solve." She giggled as she began to gently shove him out the door.

"You're leaving me out to get killed by Ashido and Toru?!"

"Now, now I loved the compliment you gave me. Although I don't know how the rest will perceive it as."

"You really are throwing me out to the wolves!"

"I'm sure everything will be fine."

He was out of the door, facing her. They both had a playful smile at their banter. She gave out a giggle at his plea for help. He couldn't help but chuckle back a little because of her adorable laugh.

"Bye, Izuku." With that everlasting smile that kept him coming back.

"Yeah, bye Momo." His eyes glistening with the constellations that kept her dreaming.

The doors closed and they were both alone again.

She turned and placed her back on the door, sliding down to sit, her knees up to her chest, as she stared across at the empty hallway of her house, everything returning to a quiet acoustic.

The wind blew like a hollow violin, it swept up his hair as he stared at the door. His eyes squinted weakly before readjusting. Just like that, she wasn't his Momo and none of what they shared existed anymore.

But they both had the same thought.

At least like this, I can pretend to be warm.