Summary: The majority of Class 1-A decides to host a movie night in the lounge before they have to resume with classes after the break. With only a day or two left, they figure the best way to spend the night is to do it with their friends.
"What kind of movie are we gonna watch, Tsuyu?" Tooru asked, curious.
"I vote we watch anything that isn't some kind of sappy ass romance story," Bakugo commented. "It's a damn miracle that I agreed to this in the first place. It's almost like you're trying to drive me away at the first fucking chance."
"I-I think you're being a little presumptuous, Kacchan..," Midoriya commented nervously. Once the blonde's head swiveled over to him, a glare set dead on his face, Deku found that literally anything else seemed to be a lot more interesting to look at. Thankfully, Ochako clinging to his left arm was enough to distract him from his childhood friend's unbridled rage.
The same could be said for Bakugo, though. While he reclined on the smaller couch facing the TV, his feet kicked up onto the table, Kirishima was laying down over the rest of the length of the sofa, his head in Katsuki's lap. Once the blonde shot his glare at Midoriya, Eijiro reached up and cupped his chin, directing his eyes back to him. His face turning red, Katsuki looked away and flicked the redhead's forehead.
"Fuckin dumbass," He muttered under his breath, though Kirishima just grinned his sharky smile and laughed. Midoriya and Uraraka were seated on the floor just in front of the same couch, Izuku with his back against it and Ochako with her head on her boyfriend's shoulder.
Sitting on two ottomans pushed together, Tokoyami and Tsuyu were holding a quiet conversation of their own.
"I'm not exactly a fan of comedies, if I'm honest, Tsu." The bird-headed boy said. Tsuyu nodded, jabbing her finger against her lip.
"Neither am I since I'm not the most expressive of people. Do you think they would mind a horror?" She asked, tilting her head. Tokoyami's eyes widened and he nodded, cupping his chin with his free hand, the other holding onto Tsuyu's easily.
"That would be optimal. I'm sure Hagakure would find that enjoyable." He responded. Ojiro, having overheard them from across the table, nodded his head in agreement.
"You aren't wrong about that. Tooru loves horror films," He said. The invisible girl was pressed against his side, her knees pulled to her chest as Ojiro himself sat in the corner of the longer sofa. His tail was wrapped around her midsection and she seemed to be cuddling with it. "I figure that could work."
"A-ah.., I don't uhm...handle scary movies that well," Midoriya commented, scratching the back of his neck as he did. Ochako perked up, leaning up and shaking his shoulder excitedly.
"It'll be fun, Deku-kun! You'll love it, I promise!" She told him before turning back to Tsuyu and Tokoyami and shooting them a thumbs up. "Let's go with horror!"
"W-wait, I just said I don't-" Izuku started before Uraraka jumped up and mushed a pillow against his face. With his protests out of the way, she smiled at Tsuyu who smiled back and moved to turn on the horror movie that Tokoyami had picked out: The Hands That Grab.
"Oooh! What's this one, Tokoyami?" Tooru asked, leaning up excitedly out of Ojiro's grasp. Tokoyami smiled as Tsuyu sat back down next to him, taking his hand immediately.
"It's a personal favorite. It's about a serial killer that finds creative ways to cut off his victim's hands and arms and uses them against his future victims," Tokoyami explained. Already, a chill ran down Midoriya's back. At this point, though, with Ochako clinging to his side, he didn't really have a choice in what to watch. Tooru cooed excitedly while Bakugo and Kirishima chuckled and giggled respectively.
"Anything that scares Deku shitless is good for me," Bakugo said, reclining on the couch and throwing his arm over the back of it. "Let's get this shit on the road."
Kirishima sat up, missing the ghost-like look of disappointment on Bakugo's face as he did.
"Oh, wait! We need movie snacks! I'll go check on Iida and Mei in the kitchen." The redhead exclaimed. He got up quickly, scrambling over the back of the couch. He rushed off into the kitchen. What followed was a series of strange noises: Something clearly running into a counter, a bowl falling, and Iida's trademark lecturing that seemingly echoed off of the walls. Once he quieted down, they also heard the clear and understanding voice of Yaoyorozu. Both her and Todoroki had chosen to come down and get tea earlier, but the rest of the group had, admittedly, forgotten they were there. The two weren't really intending to watch the movie with the rest of them that night.
Bakugo turned and looked over the back of the couch. Once he was certain that the others weren't already leaving the kitchen, he cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled: "HEY! SHITTY-HAIR, GLASSES, AND FUNNY EYES! GET THE FUCK OUT HERE SO WE CAN WATCH THE MOVIE!"
Tooru and Ochako snickered, but his tactical screaming seemed to do the work. Less than a minute later, Kirishima, Iida, and Mei all walked out of the kitchen together. Both Kirishima and Mei had big bowls of popcorn in their arms and Iida held two smaller bowls full of small, chocolate candies.
"I apologize for the wait, everyone!" Iida exclaimed once they all got into the lounge and put the bowls down. "This is a lot of popcorn and I had to stop Mei from trying to use one of her 'babies' to pop it all."
Mei sat down on the couch in the corner opposite Tooru and Ojiro and shrugged, waving her hand dismissively.
"I'm almost 80% sure it would've popped them just fine!" She complained. "Honestly, Iida, you worry too much sometimes!"
"I believe that that is a perfectly acceptable amount of worry!" He retorted, falling on the couch next to her. Despite their bickering, she leaned her head against his chest almost immediately.
Kirishima, who had retaken his place on the couch raised his hand in agreement. No one spoke about the fact that Bakugo was slowly running his hand through the other boy's hair.
"I second the worry! That thing looked a little too volatile." The redhead commented, to which Bakugo snorted in response.
"If you don't mind the disruptions, would someone mind telling me what movie we've decided on?" Iida asked, looking toward Midoriya and Ochako, where the latter was still holding tightly onto the former.
"Horror move," Ojiro answered calmly. When Iida turned to face him, he shrugged and the invisible girl cuddled up against him giggled. "The majority of us agreed on it."
Anyone as close to him as Mei would have noticed the slight twitch of his right eye.
"And I'm guessing Midoriya is the only one who didn't necessarily agree?" He asked, crossing his arms once more. "He looks practically deadalready. I don't think he's up to the task."
Midoriya groaned in response as Iida continued. "Though, if the majority voted for it...," His eyes flashed over to the greenette again, guilt clear in his eyes. "Sorry, Midoriya. I guess it's up to the whole."
With another chorus of groans, his face fell into the pillow Ochako had smothered him with before. Tsuyu deftly shut the lights off with her tongue and Kirishima sat up, shooting his fist into the air excitedly.
"Aw yeah! Let's get this show on the road!" He exclaimed. He let his head fall onto Bakugo's shoulder, though not before he patted the top of Midoriya's green curls and smiled. "Sorry, bro."
Once the title screen rolled, Ochako leaned over to try and catch a glimpse of Midoriya's face. Rubbing circles in his back softly, she frowned.
"I'm sorry, Izuku-kun," she whispered, inching ever so closer. "I-If you get too scared, you can leave, okay? I-I'll go with you too!"
He finally sat up a little and shook his head.
"...'s okay, Uraraka-san. I-It's just a move. I-I should be fine," He said, though he was still pale.
She tilted her head in question, concern clear on her face. Midoriya looked at her and smiled. It was small and he was still pale, but it was a smile regardless.
"But thank you. I-I might have to hold you to that offer, though...," He tapered off just as a piercing, guttural, scream echoed out of the TV. He flinched but sighed quickly after. "J-Just maybe..."
Uraraka giggled a little and let her head fall against his shoulder. She hugged his arm even tighter against her chest and snuggled up to him.
"Alright. Just remember that if you have to go, I'm going with you." She told him, a smile on her face. He nodded, albeit shakily, and tried to relax into her hold on him.
It was clear that just twenty minutes in, Midoriya clearly wouldn't be able to handle the rest of the movie.
He had tried to distract himself in so many ways, but none of them had really worked. He'd tried to focus on specific parts of the screen—say, the top right corner for no reason—but every pixel seemed to be used to make this movie as gory as possible.
From there, he'd tried to pay attention to literally anything else. Whether it be Tsuyu's bare reactions, the smile on Tokoyami's face, the frightened but excited shrieks of Tooru, Ochako, and Mei, or the usual chuckle and sarcastic comment from Bakugo. In the time that the movie had started, Izuku had picked up on so many small things about them all, but he was afraid he wouldn't remember any of it past the night.
At some point, Todoroki and Yaoyorozu had moved from the kitchen and decided to join them. Now, they were sitting in the corner of the couch just above him, Todoroki in the corner with Yaoyorozu curled up next to him. Her gasps of surprise or her suppressed shrieks at the gore were enough to distract Midoriya for all of two minutes. After that, he'd resorted to trying to eat his problems away, though he quickly found out that he didn't really like popcorn that much and that the chocolate was just messy.
Once it got to the point in the movie where the serial killer had had at least six sets of disembodied hands on his side, which he would move around using his strange quirk, Midoriya had shrieked loud enough to make Bakugo burst out into laughter. Almost immediately from there, he stood up stiffly and walked out of the room, Ochako hot on his heels. They found themselves at the elevator on the girl's side of the dorm as Midoriya leaned against the wall, panting as if he'd run a marathon.
"Y-you know...," He started, turning back to look at his girlfriend. He had a shaky, nervous smile on his face that looked like it could fall apart at any time. "M-maybe I'll try the sc-scary movie thing another time...d-definitely not finishing the rest of that."
"Oh...th-that's okay! W-we can go upstairs and relax if you want to!" Ochako offered, waving her hands animatedly as she talked.
It took him a moment, but he sighed and nodded before turning and pushing his back against the wall.
"I-I'd like that a lot, Uraraka-san," He muttered. His eyes were closed, but he opened them and looked at her with a small smile. "Th-thank you."
Uraraka smiled and stepped over to press the button for the elevator. She leaned against the wall next to her boyfriend and smiled at him.
"Don't mention it, Izuku-kun." She told him, leaning her head down onto his shoulder. The two of them stood in silence until the elevator finally came and they wasted no time climbing in and pressing the button for Uraraka's floor. One of the others might've followed them, just to check in, but it was a bit late for that now. Standing in the elevator, Ochako had taken ahold of Izuku's arm, like she'd done when they were sitting downstairs, and the greenette barely seemed to register it—though if he did, then he just didn't care.
The elevator ride was short, thankfully, and Ochako made quick work out of guiding her still-scared boyfriend to her room as if he didn't know where it was already.
"Do you want me to find something lighthearted to watch?" She asked, shutting the door behind them. Her laptop—the one that her friends had pitched in to buy for her bless their souls—was sitting on her desk, still open from where she'd left it earlier that night.
Izuku shook his head. "No, that's alright. I-I'd like to just lie down if that's alright with you." He replied and she nodded with intense fervor.
"Okay! I'll lie down with you, okay? That way we can both get some sleep." She laughed out. Midoriya chuckled in response, making her light up with joy. Anything that helped him sound a little bit better was enough to make her feel better already.
Midoriya found her bed without turning the lights on and laid down immediately, pushing himself closer to the wall. Ochako followed suit and immediately curled up to his side. She could feel how tense he still was from the movie, but he quickly started to unwind.
"Th-thanks again, Uraraka-san," He whispered once the two of them were comfortable. "Honestly. I appreciate everything you do for me,"
With a lighthearted giggle, Ochako nuzzled her head into his neck and sighed.
"Mm, you're welcome, Izuku-kun," She muttered back before letting her eyes drift shut. "...I love you."
He turned onto his side and rested his chin against the top of her head. "I love you too."
This chapter segways directly into the next one, though not with these two. Keep that in mind.