Summary: A sick Tsuyu decides to spend the night with Tokoyami in his room to escape the noisy slumber party that's taking place in Yaomomo's room. Tokoyami is merely afraid that she won't like his room, despite her telling him it'll be fine.

The night begins.

"They really do know how to turn the volume up a notch when they need to, don't they?" Tokoyami asked curiously. Tsu nodded and let her head fall against his shoulder.

The rest of the girls were throwing some kind of slumber party in Yaomomo's room, for some odd reason, and were stirring the entire floor with the noise. Tsuyu, having come down with something just recently-Something that Tokoyami felt guilty for, looking back on their walk through the rain-, decided not to join them. Since her room was just down the hall from Yaomomo's, though, the noise still reached her and made it hard to relax. So, Tokoyami took it upon himself to intervene and invited her to spend the night in his room; Just to make sure she could get away from the noise so she could recover. Happily, the frog girl agreed and put some things together to get ready. That lead into the present, where Tokoyami had shouldered the small duffel bag that Tsu had put together and was leading her by hand to his room.

"Mmm," Tsuyu murmured in response before digging her face deeper into Tokoyami's shoulder. He tensed up for a moment before sighing and relaxing into it. Ever since she'd gotten sick, Tsuyu had been a lot more physical. He wasn't sure if it was because of the lack of heat or if she just wanted to be, but he planned to comply regardless. After all, it's not like he didn't like it. It was just...different than what he was used to.

The two of them stepped into the elevator and Tokoyami pressed the button to take them down to the first floor. For security's sake, it was a smart move to have both the boys and girls' rooms apart like they were. For convenience's sake, though, it was a pain to deal with. Just to get from Tsu's room to his own, they had to go down to the first floor and then take the other elevator up to Tokoyami's floor. It was much more effort than it should have been.

"Mmm...Fumikage-chan," He heard Tsuyu whisper. He quirked a brow and turned to look at her as much as he could. "Thanks again. You don't have to do this for me, you know."

Surprisingly, a chuckle escaped him. He shut his eyes and leaned down enough for their heads to touch.

"Of course, I don't have to," He stated before leaning up and laying his beak over her head. "But I want to. Such is my duty, Tsu. It's not a problem."

All was silent between the two of them, though their embrace started to make the heat in the confined space pick up. Just as the elevator doors dinged open, Tsuyu clenched his hoodie in her hand and nodded again.

"Thank you." She stated before beginning to step forward. Slightly stunned, Fumikage slowly followed. He smiled, though. She was a bit more quiet, this way, but no less sincere. It was sweet.

The walk through the lounge was short. Since the girls were 'partying' in Yaomomo's room, some of the boys decided they'd do the same in the lounge, since there was more of them. Present were Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Mineta, Aoyama, Sato, and Sero. Unsurprisingly, Bakugo had decided not to join the little party, but it was just as loud as ever without him. Currently, it looked like a video game tournament was going on; Some kind of fighting game that Tokoyami was quite familiar with. It looked like Midoriya, Todoroki, Aoyama, and Mineta had already lost. Currently, Kirishima and Sato were playing against each other.

Heated debate filled the air as the two of them practically beat up the controllers. The debate, though, was mostly between Kaminari and Sero, who were the next two to play. The two were running commentary on the game, hamming it up pretty hard and making the rest of the boys laugh, including Todoroki, surprisingly.

"Oh, that was a nice combo there, Denki!" Sero called out, holding his hand up to his mouth like he was holding a microphone. "Kirishima has clearly been practicing, that combo is nothing to laugh at."

"I hear ya, Hanta," Kaminari agreed, nodding his head along. "It doesn't help that he's picked such a difficult character. Crimson Riot has some of the most difficult to land combos out of the entire roster. It takes a lot to be even decent with him!"

Kirishima laughed along, though he neglected to talk in order to focus on the game. Like the 'announcers' said, Kirishima had picked up Crimson Riot, whereas Sato was playing Vlad King. There was a bit of irony there—playing as one of the teachers they saw on nearly a daily basis—but none of them had commented on it.

"In fairness, Vlad King does have a lot of heavy-hitting combos!" Sero called out, watching as Sato landed an easy counter. "He's the king of comebacks for a reason! It's an even harder match-up when you think of the fact that Crimson Riot, while strong in close-range, doesn't have any ranged attacks! Vlad King, though, has enough to bully with!"

Tokoyami smiled as he listened to the boys go on. During the commentary, the other boys were talking animatedly and just enjoying the company. Midoriya waved at him as he went by, and Tokoyami waved back. Tsuyu had kept her face buried in his shoulder, but as they stopped in front of the elevator, she looked up at him.

"They really get into that game, ribbit," She commented. Tokoyami chuckled in response. "Did you play too, Fumikage-chan?"

"I do sometimes. Other times, Mashirao and I like to hang out on the roof," He told her, leading her into the elevator once it opened. Pushing the button for his floor, he went back at it. "All of us boys have played it a lot. We haven't had a really big tournament—with all of us in it, I mean—in a long time."

She croaked in thought, her head falling against his shoulder before she spoke again. "Who does everyone usually play?"

Fumikage tilted his head, thinking, before answering. "Hm. Well, as you heard, Kirishima plays Crimson Riot and Sato plays Vlad King. Midoriya and Bakugo both play as All Might, whereas Todoroki plays Aizawa-sensei, Eraserhead."

He continued after another moment of thought. "Mineta plays as any of the female heroes, but he's really good with Mt. Lady. Aoyama likes to play as Present Mic, Mashirao plays as Kamui Woods, Iida plays as his brother, Ingenium—who was added as a homage after the Stain incident—and Kouda plays as Gang Orca. Kaminari and Sero are the best players out of us all. Kaminari plays Endeavour and Sero plays as Best Jeanist, and Shouji plays either Fat Gum or Hound Dog."

Tsuyu nodded along, looking as if she was seemingly interested in the game. She'd never played it, after all.

"Have any of the girls ever come down to play?" She asked, jabbing his finger at her lip as she often did. Tokoyami nodded in response.

"Both Jiro and Yaoyorozu have played with us. Jiro likes to play Present Mic and Yaoyorozu likes Ectoplasm." He told her. She croaked in response and let her head fall onto his shoulder again. The two of them were silent, though when the elevator opened and the two of them walked out, she croaked again and tugged on his sleeve.

"You never told me who you like to play, Fumikage-chan." She commented, looking up at him with wide eyes. Tokoyami's dark cheeks burned with blush and he covered his beak with his hand, looking toward the floor.

"Ah...W-well, I...I like to play Edgeshot. He's a really mobile character and he's fun to play as," The bird-headed boy eeked out. Tsuyu tilted her head curiously. "The others have made a few jokes about him being the 'edgiest' character before. I suppose it gets to me."

Tsuyu laughed, croaking, and nuzzled into his arm.

"Don't let it get to you," She murmured against the cloth of his hoodie. Tokoyami smiled, stopping finally at his door. "It's just a game, after all."

He opened the door and, surprisingly even to himself, turned the light on. "Of course. Just don't let the others hear you say that. They'll go ballistic."

She croaked out another laugh as Tokoyami led her into the room, shutting the door behind him. Despite the lights being on, his room wasn't much different than usual. The skulls with candles in them had been moved somewhere out of view, as had the candles themselves, and the sword and shield he kept by his bed were stuffed into his closet.

Tokoyami himself wasn't too used to have the lights on in his room. As such, turning them on hurt his eyes a little, causing him to squint. Tsuyu didn't seem to mind, though, as she eagerly laid down on his bed and spread herself out, croaking happily. Watching her with amusement practically written across his face, Tokoyami smiled and walked around his bed, to his desk. Retrieving his laptop and dropping Tsu's bag, he turned back around and sat down on one end of his bed, closer to where Tsuyu's head had ended up. Lifting her head up to look at him, she smiled. It was a small smile, but it was a smile nonetheless.

Gingerly, Fumikage reached forward and placed the back of his hand against Tsu's forehead. He was surprised to feel just how cold she was. Sure, because of her quirk, she was plenty cold-blooded as it was, but this was worse. Worry must have been clear on his face as Tsu's smile fell and she croaked sadly.

"How are you feeling, Tsu?" He asked, leaning down just a bit so he could hear her better.

"Cold," She responded bluntly. Tokoyami tilted his head. "And dizzy."

"Mmm. Could you sit up for me, please?" He asked her. She croaked in response, though she did what he asked. Now that he had the chance to actually look at her face, he could see something was up. Her skin was deathly pale, edging on blue in some places, and it looked like it was hard for her to keep her eyes open. Just looking at her, he could tell her vision was unfocused and he had a sudden pang of guilt in his heart. Was that why she'd avoided looking up at all when they were downstairs? He sighed.

"Would it be better if I turned the light back off?" He asked, leaning in again. She smiled, but it was uneasy.

"Yes, please." She whispered and Tokoyami quickly got up to comply. Once the lights were off, he felt the familiar feeling of Dark Shadow moving around restlessly. He ignored it, though, and sat back down next to Tsu, who had closed her eyes.

"Is that better?" He asked, reaching out to take her hand in between his own.

"It is..," She murmured. Without opening her eyes, she let herself fall forward until her forehead was against Tokoyami's shoulder. Sighing, she smiled. "Thank you, Fumikage-chan."

He smiled at her, nuzzling his head against hers. "Whatever you need, just tell me. I'll make sure you're comfortable for the night."

Tsuyu dug herself deeper into his hoodie and latched her arms around him.

"I know you will...you always do what's best for me," She replied, making Tokoyami's dark cheeks light up with blush. "You're too good to me."

He chuckled, running one hand through her hair. "Nonsense. I give you exactly what you deserve," He told her, holding her against him tightly. "If anything, you're too good for me. I appreciate that you'd settle, though."

She giggled against his chest, which made him smile warmly.

"That's ridiculous..." She muttered. Tokoyami merely smiled, holding onto her tighter if it was possible. The two sat there, tightly holding onto one another, for a long time.

"What're you doing, Fumikage-chan?" Tsu asked from her place in front of the dresser.

"Well, I figured it wouldn't be good for you to lay down if you're dizzy, so I got an idea." He replied as he pulled the blanket up off of the bed. It was a cold night, and Tokoyami often left his window open. Tonight was no exception, meaning it was a bit colder in his room than he'd like. That, on top of Tsuyu's current condition, is what spurred him into action.

The raised platform of his headboard was just big enough for him to set things on it. Usually, he'd put whatever book he was currently reading there so that it'd be easy to find. Tonight, though, it would serve a new purpose. Tokoyami set his laptop on it and opened it, facing toward the rest of his bed. Pleased with how it looked, for now, he pulled all his pillows from their places and arranged them in a semi-circle facing the screen. Just the ones on his bed weren't enough, though, so he dug deep into his closet to get the extras his mother had made him bring with him. At the time, he'd thought he'd never find a use for them. Knowing they were being put to use, his mother would be proud and would probably shove it in his face until the end of time.

He'd piled all the pillows up together until he had pretty much a small throne on his bed. Pleased with himself, even more, he finally draped his entire blanket over it and let the ends fall to the sides before turning back to Tsuyu. She had a small smile on her face and a look in her eye that he couldn't quite place.

"This way," He started, gesturing toward the little 'throne' he'd made for the both of them. "You can be comfortable without having to lie down."

Tsuyu smiled, a wide and beautiful smile, as her cheeks turned slightly pink. She stepped forward, ready to climb onto the bed, before turning and latching onto Tokoyami and digging her face into his chest. Taken aback, he hesitated before letting his arms fall around her just as tightly. He smiled and inched closer to the bed little by little. Tsuyu seemed like she wasn't inclined to let go of him, which he attributed to how cold she was.

Finally, he got to the bed. In one fell swoop, he allowed himself to fall into the throne of pillows and he pulled Tsu along with him. Giggling against his chest, she let herself fall until she felt her legs touch the bed, and then she pulled him up to herself and finally pulled her face away from Tokoyami's chest. He had grabbed the edges of the blanket and had pulled the entire thing over the both of them and was beginning to reach toward his laptop when Tsu leaned up to kiss him on the cheek. He faltered, his eyes falling down to her. A smile slipped over his beak.

"I don't like repeating myself," She told him, still looking up at him with what he now could see was admiration in her eyes. "But thank you. I don't think I settled like you said. I think you're perfect for me, Fumikage-chan."

His dark cheeks turned red and he looked away, holding a hand over his beak.

"Y-you flatter me, Tsu," He replied. Despite his not looking at her, his grip on her tightened. "I agree. You're perfect for me as well."

The two smiled at each other before Tokoyami reached forward again and hit play on the movie they'd picked out. Aside from its opening credits, all was silent around them. All they had right at that moment was each other: And they'd have it no other way.