15
Selfish
Momo twiddled the umbrella. Was this a good idea? "Of course it's not. I'm basically betraying Jirou..." Then she debated that it wouldn't be a betrayed as long as they only did things friends would do. She squirmed. "This will be the first time Midoriya and I hang out, alone."
"I guess so, huh?" Izuku agreed.
She flinched in fear, turning around. The umbrella smacked his face.
"Ack!" He grunted.
"M-Midoriya?! Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!" She took a step forward. 'Should I hug him? Or just a casual handshake?' She didn't decide, but it didn't matter. She slipped on a puddle, falling.
"C-Careful!" Izuku caught her.
As cliché as the troupe I used to break up Jirou and Midoriya, Momo and Izuku were sharing a love stuck embrace in the rain. For an innocent rich girl like Momo, it was so romantic. The umbrella was on the sidewalk, Izuku was protectively holding her with a rough grip. The rain dropped on her forehead as she stared up at him and she imagined a rosy frame surrounding them.
'Is this how he held Jirou?'
"Are you alright?" He interrupted her daydream.
"Huh? Oh, yes. Thank you, e-excuse me." Straightening herself. She was now slightly taller than Midoriya. He picked up the upside-down umbrella and tossed aside the collected rainwater.
He smiled at her. The same smile that told her everything was going to be fine. The smile that nursed her conflicting feelings. "We should start walking." He lifted the umbrella over her.
Momo agreed, flustered, but agreed.
Izuku glanced up at the dropping rain, right before the entrance of the arcade he stared at the spot where Kyouka took a picture with him. 'I can't delete it from my mind.' He was pretty sure Kyouka deleted it from her phone. He shook his head. "H-Hey, um, Yaoyorozu?"
"Yes?" She turned her head to them before they entered.
"Nevermind." He was going to say if they could go somewhere else, but she looked excited. 'And she did give me the idea, I bet she's always wanted to come with someone.'
"Let's have some fun!" She giggled at him. "I bet you could use a pick me up, after this weekend." Her eyes turned slightly cloudy. "Sorry... I didn't mean to. My words just slipped."
Izuku's grin faltered for a moment before he picked it back up. "Hey, don't beat yourself up over my problems. I don't want to be a drag, it's like you said, everyone just craves fun!"
Momo's nail buried into her palm, as she squeezed her fist shut. "Y-Yes." But what kind of fun was she hoping for?
They did do their best to have fun. Izuku's face would come down at times though, thinking of his date with Jirou. Momo had caught his expression ever so often, but pretend she didn't, only forcing her smile bigger.
"Midoriya, what do you say we go watch a movie?"
"Huh, but I thought you wanted-"
"You're obviously not having a good time." She crossed her arms under her bust, waiting for his reason. She was growing annoyed and concerned.
Izuku's forced grin fell completely. He ruffled his hair with a sigh. "Sorry, Yaoyorozu. It's just, this is where I took Kyouka for our first date."
Momo's arms dropped to her sides. She never knew. "Oh... Jirou never told me... how insensitive of me, and here I was getting upset." She glanced away, rubbing her elbow. 'Midoriya brought her here? How cruel of me to ask him here... and yet he still showed up. Jirou was right, no matter how minuscule it seems to others, for Midoriya, an inch is a mile.' She felt a twist in her chest. 'And I'm only making things worse.'
"You have a right to be upset! I should be more focused on you. It was your idea after all. I owe it to you, to have a good time, with you! I'll try harder."
Momo gasped. She calmed herself and shook her head. "Then let's go somewhere else. I want us both to have fun! You deserve that much."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Sometimes, others want to take that extra step for you." She smiled, holding her hands behind her back, pushing her chest out as she swayed side to side.
"Yaoyorozu..." A heartbeat skipped. His eyes grew at the action. He confronted the lingering thought. 'She's Kyouka's friend. She's the only one helping me with her. I don't like her that way... and neither does she. There's nothing to worry about.
Right?'
They went in the elevator. The second story was a theater and they decided to go watch a movie.
It was quiet as they were the only two inside. Momo's hand brushed Izuku's. He moved his after it happened repeatedly. "Sorry, am I too close?" He scooted away a little and stopped the whisper contact between their knuckles.
Momo held back a sigh of disappointment. 'If anything I wanted you closer...'
They walked out as the doors slid open. "Hm, what kind of movie you want to watch?"
"I heard of a great documentary about the Manhattan Project, it goes into details of their theories and-"
Izuku chuckled nervously. "That sounds great, but I think it's better for humanity if you didn't know how to make a bomb of that scale."
Momo almost hiccuped from his statement. "Wh-What? I would never bring such devastation-" She stopped seeing his earnest smile. "Oh, what a mean joke Midoriya!" She slapped his shoulder and marched ahead of him. She heard his teasing laugh and a smile crept up, without him seeing.
Izuku caught up with a weak apology. "Sorry, but you're always so stiff, I just wanted to lighten the mood."
Momo had her hand over her chest, playing with the cloth of her shirt. "It's supposed to be the other way around. I wanted to cheer you up after everything."
Izuku's smile never failed to reassure her that everything was fine. "And you have been doing that for Kyouka too, huh?" Izuku could already confirm, as he saw her tense up adorably. "Thanks, Yaoyorozu, knowing that cheers me up a lot!"
Momo's eyes couldn't meet that bright smile. She tried not to squirm, squeezing her thighs together. "I-It's no big deal. You're both my friends, I just want what's best." But what she said was contradicting what she was doing.
"Sometimes, you just need to loosen up. So feel free to rely on me. I know I have been on you."
"Midoriya, you're so..." She didn't finish, her eyes were getting watery and if she did complete her sentence, then it would spill. "So what do you want to watch?"
"We can watch that documentary you were talking about." He suggested.
"No, I can just watch that later in my home theater, I'll buy the film reel later."
"H-Home theater?" 'She just casually slapped me with her richness... and all I feel is the urge to protect her.'
"Oh, I know!" Her eyes sparked up. "I heard of a psychological horror involving a kid who always wanted to be a hero, but he grew up to be a villain because of his circumstances and mental instabilities! I love the romanticism! I believe it's called Unsung-"
"We're not allowed to break the fourth wall Yaoyorozu!" Izuku clamped her mouth shut stopping her. She instantly perked up realizing her mistake, she nodded in apology. Izuku released her mouth.
"Sorry readers, please ignore my earlier remark."
Izuku cringed. 'She still went and did it...' He ignored the meta. "Yaoyorozu, let's just go watch that."
She beamed. "Oh, I can't wait for it to start!"
"Is it over!" Momo hid her eyes with her hands, curled up on the seat, cradling back and forth, she peaked in between her fingers. That was a huge mistake. She squealed.
Izuku also had a pained expression. "N-No. Oh God, he's ripping out his eye!"
"Midoriya, I'm scared!"
"Me too!"
They were holding each other for comfort, trying to ignore the screams of anguish.
The theater noise was drowned out in her ears. 'M-Midoriya is...' She quickly shoved him off. "S-Sorry, I didn't- ewww!" She scampered back into his arms. Midoriya happily accepted her company. She ignored the butterflies whirling inside of her.
"It's over." They both sighed, leaving. "It's finally over."
"It was a good movie, just edgy, ne?" Momo tried to make conversation. "M-Midoriya?!" She almost jumped back from his gloomy expression.
He was covering his eye with a hand, cherishing it. "I like seeing with both eyes."
Momo tried not to cringe, remembering the gross vivid scene and cries. She winced seeing the fear in Midoriya. "It's okay. It's over right? It was just a movie."
Izuku nodded. He snapped out of his nightmare induced daydream. "Y-Yeah. I guess I was just overwhelmed." He checked his phone. It was getting late. "Hey let me walk you home."
"We could just have my driver drop you off. It would be my pleasure."
Izuku grinned. "Thanks, but I would be more comfortable taking a simple stroll. What's the rush?"
"Um, s-sure." Unsure.
They left the building. Izuku stared up at the dark grey sky. "The rain has died down." He didn't bother to open up the umbrella.
Momo's driver pulled up. She waved him off. "We're going to walk. Thank you."
Izuku was still uncomfortable by her natural rich girl personality. That was also a reason he didn't accept her offer, he felt out of place.
While they were walking, Momo had her eyes on an ice cream cone a vendor was selling. Izuku noticed and offered to buy her one. She bashfully denied, saying she could pay for it if she wanted, she just didn't want to for reasons. Shy reasons involving the person next to her.
"Come on, we can eat it on the way." Izuku asked for two cones. Momo kept trying to reject his offer, but when the treat was in her hand, she was already licking the treat and got a brain freeze.
She clutched her head in pain. "Thank you for the ice-cream, even though I insisted-"
"You like it?" He interrupted her mannerisms.
She gave in up and nodded. "Midoriya you paid for everything today. You should of let me at least pay for this."
Izuku took a thoughtful lick as they walked. Her eyes focused on his tongue longer than she should of. "Did I? I guess I didn't notice. Friends share what we can right? It's not a big deal, Yaoyorozu."
"Oh..." That's right, friends.
They reached the front gates of her mansion. It opened up and they walked up the path to her home.
"Yaoyorozu, I just wanted to say thanks again, for everything you've been doing for me and Kyouka... and I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise." That had weighed on Izuku's mind for a while.
Momo closed her eyes and slowly opened them. "It wasn't your fault..." The guilt had also weighed on her mind for a while. "In my eyes, you're still doing what you can to keep that promise right?" She faced Midoriya with a gentle smile.
Izuku's eyes shined with emerald. "Y-Yeah. You're really amazing. I don't know why Todoroki hasn't said anything, yet. Maybe I should help you like you're helping me."
Momo stopped walking with confused eyes of denial. "Todoroki...?"
Izuku stopped turning around. "Hm, yeah. You like him don't you?" At least that was what Kyouka told him.
"First, Jirou and now you..." Why the both of them. Why did the both of them completely ignore her feelings? Why?
"Um, Yaoyorozu?"
"The two people I, ugh, nevermind! I knew this date was a horrible idea." She threw her arms up and started to stomp away. "Thanks for walking me home."
Izuku was stunned for a moment. "Date?" He spun on his shoes, catching up to her. "Wait Yaoyorozu!" He clutched her wrist before she reached the door. "Was this a date?"
Momo gasped. 'I must of let it slip.'
Izuku released his grip, intently staring as she turned to face him. "No... Well yes, but only because I was curious."
"Curious?"
"I wanted to feel how Jirou felt."
"How Kyouka felt? Why?"
"I don't understand myself, I just wanted to have a day to be selfish... was that wrong? Are you mad?"
Izuku gulped with a harsh realization. 'Selfish... actually when has Yaoyorozu been selfish...' Izuku stared at her face. She was looking away but waiting for an answer.
"I'm not upset, Yaoyorozu. I don't have any reason to be. Actually, I'm sorry. I should have paid more attention to how you-"
She placed a finger to his lips. "Stop. You have more important things. I just wanted today for us. So can I ask for one more thing?"
"Yeah. What is it?"
She bit her lip before forcing herself to ask. "Can you kiss me good night, like how you would to Jirou." She shamed her eyes shut. That was asking to cross a line.
"No, I can't because you're not Kyouka." Izuku rose on his tiptoes. "You're Yaoyorozu." Pressing his lips to her forehead, combing her hair back. "Goodnight, today was fun."
Momo had quivering eyes. "Goodnight I-Izuku..." She waited for his reply.
He didn't. All he had was that smile. That smile telling her that everything was fine.
Momo stayed outside, watching him leave. "Text me when you get home, so I know you're safe!" She called out before he was out of reach.
Momo walked inside her home with an infatuated sigh. She touched the spot he placed his warm lips on. 'He kissed Jirou with those lips.' And that made her want him more.
'What's wrong with me... Kyouka is my best friend... and I'm the worst.'
