Hot Coco, Sweet Chocolate
When it came to cooking, Midoriya definitely wasn't the best of the best, that title went to his mom. However, as her apprentice, he was pretty good. So, it was no surprise when he found himself in the kitchen late at night, however it was different today. He wasn't going to make a drink today or a small snack, he would be making chocolate for his classmates. It was a special day today, it was the day before valentine's day, well the night at least. He got Sato's permission to use the kitchen late at night, since Sato was usually the one doing late night baking and he wanted him to get out of the kitchen. I mean, what he's doing has to remain a secret.
In order to make the process as simple as possible, Midoriya decided to use the cocoa powder method of making chocolate instead of the cocoa bean method, plus it was cheaper. He began by boiling water, 'simple enough' he thought, and proceeded to spill the un-boiled over himself. Fortunately, it really only got his arms wet. After cleaning up a bit, he continued by combining cocoa powder and butter in a separate bowl. While doing this, he put on some music, making sure the volume wasn't up too high, he didn't want to wake anyone up. He stirred the mixture in front of him while swinging his hips to the catchy love song blasting through his phone's speakers. And as soon as the song changed, the mixture was done. He scraped the mixture into the water, making sure he could get as much of it in as possible, he didn't want to waste anything, especially chocolate. But then again, he could always make hot chocolate from it. He continued mixing it, his arm slightly in pain from all the mixing at this point.
The smell of chocolate could be smelt as soon as anyone entered the floor. Luckily, they had hero training today, so everyone was knocked out. If they weren't, Kaminari, Sero and Mina would probably be sitting in a circle, gossiping and talking about the newest trends. He always saw them there when he came down to make something, and they would always get excited by the idea of trying his small snacks. They never told anyone that he would be downstairs making food though, which was surprising. But he just assumed they would want the treats all from themselves. As Midoriya waited for the chocolate to harden, he wondered if it would be a good idea to decorate them. 'I mean, the kitchen had a bunch of supplies for decorating and there's white chocolate lying around somewhere…' He muttered, pacing around in a circle before he decided to put a bit more effort into his work. He definitely wasn't going to go overboard, but just the slightest personal touch would be nice, right?
And that's how Izuku Midoriya found himself pulling an all-nighter in order to make tiny heart shaped chocolates for his classmates and teachers. By the time he finished decorating all two hundred and ten tiny chocolate hearts, he was almost completely asleep and it was five thirty in the morning. But he didn't care, he was proud of what he made. They looked pretty decent, but he hoped they tasted all right. Midoriya yawned, stretching his arms out after labeling whose little bag of chocolate belongs to who. He really hoped that his classmates would like them, but before that he decided upon getting a little bit of sleep. He yawned one last time, and laid his head down on the counter next to the chocolates.
Iida made his way downstairs for his daily cup of tea and newspaper, when he saw Midoriya laying there, clearly tired, next to a bunch of small bags. We smiled when he saw a bag with his name on it. He brought his attention back to Midoriya, snoring softly and hair a mess. There was a tiny bit of chocolate smudged on his cheek, but that didn't matter. Iida took off the jacket wrapped around his neck and placed it on Midoriya's back. He made some tea, then picked up the small bag of chocolate. Iida was on a pretty strict diet, but he didn't mind breaking it for something his friend made. What kind of friend would he be if he decided not to eat it?
As people flocked into the room, the twenty-one bags next to Midoriya began disappearing, and smiles appeared on each classmate's face. Todoroki laughed silently, seeing a familiar phrase written on his chocolate. Bakugou, while known for his hatred for Midoriya, would be lying if he said he didn't like the chocolate. But he did end up making a big deal, which forced Aizawa to come and shut him up, grabbing his and All Might's chocolate before leaving. By the time everyone got their chocolate, Midoriya began waking up. When he did, he saw his classmates all enjoying his chocolate, laughing together and relaxing. Even Bakugou warmed up a bit and stopped screaming about the chocolate. Instead he enjoyed the slightly spiced chocolate. "Hey Midoriya! Thanks for the chocolate man!" Kaminari said, seeing Midoriya awake. "No worries, I hope they tasted okay." He said, smiling a bit. Todoroki then walked up to him, removing the smudge of chocolate on his cheek before saying "Thanks for the chocolate Midoriya, I'll give you something on White Day to thank you. Also, I know polyamorous relationships exist, but I don't think I would like to date Bakugou. So unfortunately, I would not be able to return your feelings." Midoriya flushed at this. "Wait, Todoroki you don't understand, I didn't mean it like-" But Todoroki was already out of the room before Midoriya could say anything.
"Midoriya is making a little harem of his own I see, lucky bastard." Mineta said, looking at everyone's chocolate. Midoriya then ran up to him, with a bag of his own and put it into his hands. "Happy Valentines day Mineta!" He said, before running off. Mineta screamed from behind him, "I don't want to be in your stupid harem!" He said, before realizing that if he was, there would be a possibility of seeing a girl naked. "Nevermind! You win. But only for today! I'll be back with a whole army!" Mineta screamed before going back to his room. Midoriya smiled, hearing everything. "It isn't quite like that, but being a family can be enough for now." He mumbled, making his way back to common room.