Something was wrong. It was clear from the start, but everything kept getting more and more suspicious as early morning changed into afternoon. Kirishima demanding that they all go see Izuku, and telling him to wear something 'nice'. Mina and Kaminari asking to go, too. It made the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and Bakugou didn't like it. Not at all. The fact that Halfie wanted to go also pulled at something inside of him. He squinted his eyes at all of them, hoping that one of them would crack before they left. Not a single one budged. He huffed in annoyance.
"Do you think I look okay?" Uraraka asked Todoroki. Bakugou looked her over for the fifth time in the three minutes since she'd come down the stairs. Her hair, which had gotten longer in their time at U.A, was pulled back into a braid while her classic bangs framed her face. A light amount of makeup highlighted her eyes and lips. Pink was her go to color most days. This vibrant blue dress was messing with his head. It was cute, and also, very well fit to her body. A T-shirt design on the top half, pleated skirt on the bottom. Baby blue flowers started to fall once the dress met her hips and seemed to pile together at the bottom hem. It barely came to mid thigh and he had to keep dragging his eyes away. "You look great," Todoroki smiled. Bakugou felt his lips pull back and nose scrunch before the snarl started to pull at his throat. "Are these new?" Todoroki asked, touching the earings Bakugou knew he'd gotten Uraraka for her birthday a while ago. He wanted to smack the other man's hand away. He smirked when Uraraka pulled away and swatted at Todoroki playfully.
"Not really, but I don't often get to wear them. They're really pretty, and my favorite pair."
"Then wear them more." He growled. He liked seeing them on her. Why the hell didn't she wear them if she liked them so much? How was he supposed to know they were her favorite if she never wore them? "I can't."
"Ha? Why the hell not?"
"They dangle." She said, as if it made perfect sense.
"Oh, I do the same thing!" Ashido gushed. "They get caught on everything and pull. Plus wearing them during practice could be dangerous. I've almost had my ear ripped off when I forgot once." The other woman also admired the earrings, carefully flicking them so the cascades of silvery metal glimmered in the commonroom lights.
Frowning, he thought back to when he'd gotten them for her. The thought of if they were, well, practical, wasn't on his mind. They would look good on her, and they did. Knowing the reason for her never wearing them made him speak up, needing to let her know he wouldn't mess up again. "I'll get something smaller next time."
"W-What? You don't have to get me anything! I really like these!"
"Bakugou just wants to see you wear his gifts more often," Ashido chirped and poked at Uraraka'a side.
"It's a guy thing." Kirishima grinned really big while giving her the thumbs up.
"Really? Cause I do the same thing with Jirou." Kaminari teased.
"But Jirou's your girlfriend." Uraraka waved it off.
Bakugou glared as Todoroki pointedly looked at him. The hell could that half-assed bastard know? So what if he wanted to see Uraraka in things he bought? He did the same thing for his other friends. Hell Kirishima wore the hoodie Bakugou had got him all the time. Ashido had a copper bangle that sat on her wrist, and maybe it had a micro-coating from Mei to stop it from melting all the time. It didn't matter that Uraraka had a pair of earrings, and a necklace. There was that pair of high heels he helped her pick out for that formal-
"Anyway, we need to head out." Cheery as always, Uraraka pushed them all out of the dorms.
*)O(*
"The hell are you guys still doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"Weren't we supposed to ditch them on the way? You know, so they could all be together alone?"
"Again, ditto."
"We already agreed that I would stay."
"No way can we trust you to make sure they all realize they're idiots."
"I take offense to that."
"Noted."
"Hey, off topic! What are we going to do? If we all show up then *poof* there goes the romantic atmosphere."
"They have a romantic atmosphere?"
They all took a moment to laugh at that.
"Oi, the hell are you extras whispering about back there?"
"Nothing!" They all said together. Which didn't sound suspicious at all.
"Then hurry the hell up! We're almost there! If I miss out on Auntie Inko's brownies because of you I'll fucking kill you all!"
"I didn't know there was going to be brownies!"
*)O(*
First impressions mattered. They really did. She could still look back and remember what she thought of Izuku the moment she stopped him from falling on his face, or Bakugou's yelling. Ruining hers with Izuku's mom by being an emotional mess meant that her second impression had to be killer. This was probably as dressed up as she'd been in a year.
Anxiety swelled in her stomach as she stood behind Bakugou at the door. Maybe her dress was caught in her underwear. What if her make up was running and she didn't know it? Izuku's mom was going to hate her, think she was always a mess. Despair at further worry about not being good enough, or being in the way ate at her stomach. This was a sweet woman who was worried about her son. Here Uraraka was with another man and a small squardron of other people.
When the door opened to reveal a smiling Midoriya Inko, some of that anxiety vanished. This woman was where Izuku had learned to be so bad at faking smiles, afterall. The warmth and motherly love she radiated was comforting. "Katsuki!" Uraraka laughed as the blonde suffered the following hug about as well as a cat might suffer being pet before a meal; he'd allow it but only if he got his treat afterwards.
"Uraraka!" The same level of care pulled her in. The scent of brownies did cling to her, along with green tea. Warmth enveloped Uraraka's whole being as sturdy arms wrapped around her. "You look wonderful." The near whisper was almost missed. An arm stayed around her shoulder as the older woman looked to the other people with them. "Todoroki?"
"Hello, Mrs. Midoriya."
"Ashido?"
"Mina, please! You know me?"
"I know of you, dear. Izuku still tells me all about his friends at school." The tease was clear. Uraraka was worried about why she was still being held so close. Humming, the older lady tips her head before seeming to put a name to the face she was presented with. "Kaminari."
"Izuku talks about me?" There was an elbow jab from Kirishima that was none too subtle. "Ow-Kiri- Oh, um, I mean, nice to meet you Mrs. Midoriya." Inko shook with laughter, and Uraraka relaxed a bit. "Kirishima, wonderful to meet the person both Katsuki and Izuku talk about."
"I'm sure they're lying, miss." Kirishima laughs, blushing.
"So you're not nice, strong, or manly, I'll make sure to-"
"No, wait!" Kirishima panics for a moment.
The group laughs while Kirishima takes a moment to recover.
"Mom," an embarrassed voice calls from inside of the house. "Please, at least let them through the door."
"Midoriya!" The rest of the group calls. Uraraka jerks her neck around to get a look at him, almost headbutting his mom in the process. He was a bit dishevled, but he looked okay, if not a little pale. Black jeans and a t-shirt that looked a bit too small. They might have been, seeing how they were probably old. All of his current clothes were at the dorms.
"Hi, guys." He waved. "Please, come in. Mom made brownies."
"Called it!" Bakugou fist pumped the air. "Aunty always makes brownies when she knows people are coming."
"I do?" Inko questioned, finally letting go of Uraraka to cover her blush with her hands.
"You do." Izuku chuckled softly.
"And they're always amazing, Aunty."
"Oh, Katsuki, such a sweet talker. Alright, everyone, come in. Remember, please don't jostle Izuku too much."
"Yes, ma'am." The group nodded. They were ushered to the lone couch while the kitchen chairs were pulled around. Uraraka quickly snagged her spot on the couch next to Izuku and was glad to see Bakugou did the same, sandwhiching their injuried friend.
Things happen when you get seven high schoolers into the same space and give them more brownies than they can eat, coupled with a new All Might movie. Adding popcorn into the mix only added to the teen spirit fueled fire. Inko never even questioned it as they all laughed and a few times shouted. Each loud noise was emphasized by a flinch from Izuku, but a grin.
"I'm going to the store for some drinks."
"Thanks, Mom. We'll try to keep it down."
"Don't forget to take your medicine soon."
"I'll make sure of it." Katsuki assures.
"And I'll make sure he's nice about it." Uraraka giggles from her spot on the couch. Inko chuckles before leaving.
"The hell is that supposed to mean, Round Face?" Bakugou growled.
"Dude." The rest of the group, besides Izuku and Todoroki groaned. Bakugou did have the decency to at least blush a bit. "I can be nice!"
"Uh-huh." They all chorused. Then, "I dare you," Todoroki smirks.
"The hell was that, IcyHot?"
"I dare you to be nice to Izuku." There was a controlled sound in his voice that even Uraraka could pick up on. Bakugou growled. Izuku squeaked. Uraraka grinned. It was new for Todoroki to use Bakugou's pride against him and she had to admit she liked the idea.
"Wait, Kacchan, you don't have to do anything. I- I can get the medication myself."
"Shut- arghhhh. Nah, De-" There was a long pause here, drawing out the frustration. "Izuku. I'll get it for you." The room was silent. So silent the springs of the couch made the only sounds as Bakugou got up and padded in equal silence to the kitchen.
"Holy shit, I can't believe that worked." Kaminari whispered.
"That was mean. He was already being nice." Izuku scolds.
"That was him being nice?" Todoroki feigns. Izuku, to Uraraka's amazement, glares at the man. "It's true, though, he can be really nice. Especially in the mornings. He helped me get my comb out of my hair when I got it stuck." Kirishima nods.
"I'm litterally still right here." Bakugou growled.
"We see you, but we don't care." Mina waved her hand. There was another growl. "At least we say nice things when you turn your back." Kaminari laughs. Uraraka smiles. Maybe she wasn't good friends with the guys here, but they were her friends and she loved the easy way they could all joke with each other.
Izuku sighs beside her, seeming to deflate. Her eyes went to him instantly. He looked fine, besides a pinched brow. It's a scary thing about concussions, you almost forget that the person is hurt. "You okay?" She asks, leaning into him a bit. "No," he laughs weakly. "But, yeah, I'm fine. Everything is just a lot." He leans back into her, a reasurrance.
"Medicine should help, then." Bakugou rounds the couch and hands over his medicine and a cup of water. Izuku doesn't move from her side as he reaches for the items, a soft thanks on his lips.
It was unusually silent for a moment. Izuku swallowed his pills. Bakugou held out his hand for the glass. Uraraka smiled when Izuku drained the glass, handing it back over and was rewarded with a soft fluffing of his hair. "Kacchan," Izuku squeaked, going to shoo away the hand. Whatever it was inside of her, couldn't stand that thought. She took his hand, tucked him further into her side and started to gently comb through his hair. "Let him be nice." She shushed him when he sqeaked again.
"Oh, my, god. You three are just so cute." Mina gushed. Uraraka laughed, but didn't stop her fingers. Green curls wrapped around them, snagging softly. It was nice. Easy movements with her fingers had the strands loosening their grip on each other and parting, making it easier to continue. "We can't help it, can we? We always take care of the people we care about." Kaminari said in a moment of unexpected sagedom. She could only agree as Bakugou sat back down with them on the couch.
*)O(*
At the mention of caring for these two, Izuku fought not to go ramrod straight against Uraraka's side. He wondered at the implications of someone like Kaminari figuring him out. "If any of you get a concussion you can just do me a favor: fuck off and die." The smile on Katsuki's face was soft. Izuku couldn't help but grin in response. The rest of the group complained.
Considering how loud their friends could usually be, he recognized the way they stifled some of their louder words. It made him feel cared for, just like the fingers combing through his hair. It was nice.
He blinked.
The only indication that he'd fallen asleep was the fact that he'd woken up.
He looked around, slowly. There was the sound of the TV. Blurry shapes. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. Voices became more distinct while he was trying to get his eyes to work again. There was bickering. He recognized the sound of Bakugou growling at someone. His eyes started to focus better and he could see something encroaching on him, aimed for his face. Something under him moved. The object immediately retreated.
Kaminari sat infront of him, marker held in one hand as the other clutched his stomach. "Dude, Uraraka, that hurt."
"We told you not to touch him." The anger in her voice woke him up the rest of the way. He was laying on his couch. Mina was reaching for Kaminari. Todoroki was no where to be seen. Kirishima was actively grimacing in his seat. "You're being a dick." The venom in Katsuki's voice had him turning his head to the source. He looked down, for some reason. Katsuki was at the end of the couch, Izuku's legs on his lap. That startled him, but only as much as Uraraka's voice did when it came from slightly above him. He looked at her as she agreed with Katsuki. The only way to get this angle was if he was in her lap. He stiffened.
"You woke him up." This time, it was Todoroki who seemed to know that Kaminari had messed up.
"What happened?" He asked, trying to sit up. Instantly his head was being blocked and then pushed back down. He gave in because fighting to sit up didn't even sound nice right now. His head was already pounding again. "I was going to give you wiskers and they wouldn't let me." Kaminari pouted. Izuku raised a brow then laughed. It was so 'Kaminari' of Kaminari.
"See, he's not mad. He thinks it's funny too."
"I'll remember that the next time you fall asleep in the common room," he warns.
"Wait, dude, it was just a little harmless fun," Kaminari backs away, waving his hands in surrender, then winces and rubs at his stomach. He tries to sit up again and is stopped. "What happened, are you okay?"
"I kicked him." Uraraka grins. He can't see her face, but he can hear it.
"I was going to blast him, but I didn't want to make an explosion with you asleep." As Bakugou spoke his hands rubbed at Izuku's thighs, kneading like he was a cat trying to get comfortable again. "Kacchan, you can't blast your friends." He tries to scold, but ends up laughing as Bakugou tickles the inside of his knee by accident.
"You're all so mean."
"Bull, you're just an idiot." Mina scolds, pulling the static hero away from the possible range of injury.
"It's not fair!" He exclaims, pouting again as he takes his place back in his chair.
"The hell you mean it's not fair?" Bakugou growls and squeezes Izuku's thighs a bit tighter. He wasn't going to complain, though, it felt good. It was so familiar to being in the dorms. People around, the back and forth of Katsuki and his friends, Uraraka close. He was embarassed to admit he'd missed them, but he had.
"It's three against one. You guys always team up." Mina explains.
"Like I said, not fair."
"Bullshit, we do not team up."
"I think this is where I call bullshit." Todoroki appears, taking his place on his chair again as well. Some odd feeling started to creep into his gut. Izuku looks around, trying to figure out what's causing his senses to pick up on danger. At the same time he feels Uraraka stiffening. Her legs prep for fight of flight. He looks up at her and sees her staring down Todoroki. "I have to call it as well, sorry, bro." Katsuki's finger went limp. Izuku darted his eyes to him to find him gaping at the redhead. Working around his headache, he's trying to put the pieces together.
"We're sorry, but this wasn't about coming to see you, today. This." Mina pauses then seems to gather her courage. "This is an intervention."
Izuku blinks at her. Intervention? That made no sense. None of them were on drugs or anything crazy. What could they possibly have an intervention for?
"You told them?" Two voices asked two different people.
"Didn't have to tell them. We all know, have known for a while now." Kirishima stares down Bakugou. Todoroki remains silent but nods to Uraraka.
"Know what?" He asks.
"That you're all air heads who can't figure out you all like each other." Mina sighs as if she was disappointed.