(10:45 PM)
"So this is it?" asked Todoroki as he and Momo made their way up to dark and quiet park. "This is the park Jiro said everyone would be at?"
"Yes," Momo answered, "And knowing Jiro, everyone is probably at the heart rock. Come, it's a short walk." The two walked to the centre of the park, both with two cases of beer in each hand. They were greeted by Jiro, who couldn't decide whether she was happier to see Momo or the alcohol.
"Thank God! There's beer! Oh, and Todoroki. Glad you could make it bud," Jiro grinned as she finished hugging Momo. Her short purple hair was messy and her trade-mark earbuds were hanging from her ears as they always were. Momo didn't know what she listened to half the time. Probably punk.
"Hello Jiro," Todoroki said cordially. Momo couldn't help but smile at his solemness. He was so serious.
"Come, everyone's waiting for the be- I mean you two!" Jiro corrected herself hastily. She led the pair to the rock where Bakugo, Kirishima, Kaminari, Ashido, Uraraka and Midoriya were. The group gave Momo and Todoroki greetings of varying enthusiasm, from Midoriya's shy wave to Bakugo's aggressive middle finger.
Momo noticed that a certain stern friend of theirs was missing. "Where's Iida?" she asked the group. Uraraka grinned at the question.
"He was going to come, but he decided to stay at the party to chaperon. He wanted to make sure that everyone was being 'responsible'. Classic Iida," she giggled. Momo smiled. That was indeed a very Iida thing to do.
"They brought beer!" Kaminari noticed, breaking Momo's train of thought, and everyone cheered. Bottles were grabbed immediately and everyone settled into a sitting circle, talking and laughing. Momo could tell she was in for an interesting time.
(11:15 PM)
"Y-you know what we should do? We should- we should fucking play truth or dare," slurred Kaminari, the ultimate lightweight. He was half a bottle in and was already trashed.
"Nooooooo, that's so stereotypical," Jiro whined, pushing Kaminari playfully. She was on her third bottle and was way past sobriety.
"That's genius! You're a genius!" Ashido yelled excitedly. She was finishing up her second bottle and clearly was in the mood for some fun.
Momo exchanged a grin with Todoroki. She was halfway through her second bottle and was feeling pleasantly buzzed. She and Todoroki kept turning to each other and grinning whenever anything remotely amusing occurred. Momo felt a sort of solidarity with the quiet boy.
Well, that and the fact that his smile made her heart beat just a little bit faster.
"We're doing it!" Ashido was screaming. "We're playing the game!" And so, it was not so unanimously decided that they would play truth or dare.
"Ok, Denki! Truth or dare!" Ashido started. Jiro raised her eyebrows at the sound of another girl saying Kaminari's first name. She eyed Ashido with slight irritation.
"Dare, obviously," Kaminari said with no hesitation.
"Kiss Kyoka!" Ashido cheered. Jiro spat out the beer she was drinking and Kaminari's jaw dropped.
The group hooted with anticipation. "Be a man and do it!" Kirishima said happily, pushing his friend towards Jiro.
"Absolutely not!" Jiro yelled angrily. Momo felt bad for her friend, and decided to step in.
"Guys, I don't think they feel comfortable doing this." Jiro shot Momo a look of sheer gratitude.
"Fine," sighed Ashido, "But if you refuse to answer or do a dare, you have to kiss the person to your immediate right."
Kaminari looked to his right. Bakugo sat next to him, and was giving him a look of such pure malice that Momo swore that the temperature of the air dropped a few degrees. "If your disgusting motherfucking mouth comes NEAR me, I will rip out your spinal chord and beat you with it until you're nothing but a fleshy bag of blue and purple shit," he threatened. Kaminari gulped.
"Jiro, I'm sorry," he muttered. He gently grabbed her shoulders and leaned in. Momo heard Jiro's sharp intake of breath. Their lips met in a small kiss. Momo glanced at Todoroki to gauge his reaction. His eyes were wide and he was looking at the scene with undisguised intrigue. Drunk Todoroki was a lot more expressive than sober Todoroki. He turned to look at her, and there was a certain intensity in his eyes that made her cheeks feel warm. Momo turned away, feeling flustered. Todoroki had a way of ruffling her like no one else could.
It had been a minute, and the kiss hadn't stopped. The audience shifted uncomfortably. "Uh, you guys can stop," Ashido suggested. This broke them out of their trance, and they separated, both of their faces bright red. Momo knew that Jiro liked Kaminari as more than a friend. She wondered how she was feeling.
"Ok, it's your turn to ask someone Denki!" Ashido reminded the blonde. He shook his head as if to try to wake himself up, and turned to Bakugo.
"Truth or dare," he stated. His voice held the promise of mischief.
"Dare. I'm not a fucking pussy," Bakugo growled.
"Kiss Midoriya," Kaminari said almost innocently. Almost. There was no hiding the evil glee that coloured his voice. Midoriya started stuttering in protest, and Bakugo looked murderous. But no one looked angrier than the usually sunny Uraraka.
Uraraka had had three beers, and was already halfway done her fourth. She was feeling drunk and feisty, and was clearly not going to let Midoriya go without a fight. "This," she started, pointing at Midoriya, "is my man. You had best back the fuck off before I fuckin' kick your ass!" she finished in an angry yell. Everyone was speechless. Uraraka grabbed Midoriya by his shirt and kissed his lips. Midoriya's face erupted into an inferno of crimson.
"BITCH I'LL FUCKING BEAT YOU," Bakugo screamed. He seemed to have taken Uraraka's words as a challenge, and Bakugo never backed down from a challenge. He gave Midoriya a quick kiss on the lips, and then took a massive swig of Kirishima's beer. "Dear fucking God, that was the nastiest shit I've ever had to fucking do."
Kirishima looked at Bakugo with a strange expression. Momo glanced at Midoriya worriedly. He was curled up in fetal position and was rapid-fire mumbling, small tears of lost innocence rolling down his face. Todoroki was patting Midoriya on the back in what Momo assumed was an attempt to reassure him. He shot her an unsure look, and Momo gave him a thumbs-up. Todoroki was trying his best.
"Shitty Hair, truth or dare," Bakugo finally asked, as he finished washing his mouth out with beer.
"Dare!" Kirishima responded immediately.
"Be my chair."
"Uh, what?"
"Did I fucking stutter? I said be my motherfucking chair."
Kirishima just stared at him blankly. Bakugo grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "adorable bastard" to Momo.
"You're a sturdy motherfucker, aren't you? So you're going to get down on your hands and knees, and I'm going to fucking sit on you for the rest of this game," Bakugo elaborated irritatedly.
"That is, without a doubt, the kinkiest thing I've ever heard," Jiro deadpanned.
"My best friends are so gay," snorted Kaminari.
Kirishima got into position and Bakugo seated himself down on him gracelessly. "You're a good chair, Shitty Hair," Bakugo said.
"Thanks, man. Todoroki, truth or dare!" Kirishima yelled energetically. Momo perked up at the sound of his name. She looked at Todoroki, who was lounging next to her comfortably.
"Truth," came his low voice.
"Who do you like? Romantically?" Kirishima wiggled his eyebrows from beneath Bakugo.
Momo's breath caught. Her heart constricted and her hands felt clammy. She didn't know if she wanted to hear this. She looked at him, trying to read his face. His eyes flicked to her, so quickly Momo thought she had imagined it, and he answered.
"No one."
No one. Of course. Honestly, it wasn't like this was some earth shattering revelation. Momo had been expecting this. She really had. So why did she feel so… awful, so inadequate? Do I like Todoroki? Momo asked herself. Well, Momo certainly liked his personality. She liked his weirdly serious jokes, his rare but heartwarming smiles, and the way his eyes made her skin crawl. She liked the elegant slope of his nose and the way his white and red hair glowed in the sun. She liked him. All of him.Momo Yaoyorozu liked Shoto Todoroki. But he did not like her back.
The painful realization that her attraction was not reciprocated was a blow to the gut. Momo bowed her head to hide her watery eyes. Her warm contentedness had slipped to angry self-loathing in a heartbeat. She was pathetic.
"Uraraka, truth or dare," Todoroki asked. The game was continuing. The world was continuing. Now as not the time for this, Momo reminded herself. After this game, she would find a way to bring Jiro to her house and she could cry to her about her dumb emotions. Soon. But not yet.
"Dare," said the still drunk Uraraka.
"Punch Bakugo," Todoroki said. Apparently, drunk Todoroki was a feisty Todoroki too. How irritatingly funny.
Uraraka immediately lunged at Bakugo and shoved him off of his Kiri-Chair. He let out a "Wha-?" of confusion before he flew to the ground. Uraraka wasted no time and proceeded to punch him in the face. Kaminari and Kirishima decided that that would be a good time to restrain Bakugo.
Bakugo was practically foaming at the mouth. "YOU STUPID, FLUFFY, ANGEL-FACED BITCH! IF I WEREN'T GAY, I'D BE KISSING YOU RIGHT NOW!" he roared, attempting to break free from his friends so he could kill Uraraka.
There was a moment of silence. Momo realized that this revelation actually made sense. Bakugo had never really been interested in girls.
"HOLY FUCK," Ashido screamed. "HOLY FUCK." She burst into hysterical laughter.
"I fucking KNEW it!" Kaminari yelled too.
Jiro nodded in agreement. "You hate women to much to like them."
"Correction: he hates everyone too much to like them," Midoriya added. Todoroki snorted.
"There's nothing more manly than liking other men!" Kirishima defended. Ashido laughed even harder.
"Th-that's going to be my new bio," she choked out, tears clouding her eyes.
"Wait, so is the reason you bully Midoriya so much because you like him?" Momo asked incredulously.
"What the fuck, no. Deku's a fucking nerd, no way I'd ever like a piece of shit like him. Also sit the fuck down Kirishima, you're still my chair." Kirishima grinned and did as he was asked.
"It's my turn, right?" Uraraka asked, bringing the group's attention back to the game. Everyone nodded. "Alright, Deku, truth or dare?"
"Dare," he said determinedly.
"Kiss me," Uraraka whispered. Deku gulped, and pulled her in. They kissed, short and sweet, and everyone but Bakugo and Todoroki squealed at the cuteness. Momo was over the moon. It finally happened! Her thoughts drifted to Todoroki before she could stop herself. She imagined him kissing her, running a hand through her hair and gently nibbling her lower lip. No! Bad Momo! She chided. As of 15 minutes ago, her brain was a Todo-Free zone.
Midoriya and Uraraka broke apart, the latter with a victorious grin on her face. "We're dating, aren't we Deku?" she asked him casually.
Midoriya smiled and looked Uraraka straight in the eye. "Yeah. We are."
"Yes!" Ashido screamed. "You guys don't understand, I've been waiting for this shit to happen since day one!"
"No, I get it, it's time for the two class marshmallows to finally become a s'more," said Kaminari, his eyes glittering with joy.
"How the fuck does that work? Where did the graham crackers and chocolate come from? Wouldn't they just be two marshmallows?" Jiro pointed out.
"How the fuck is that crazy bitch a marshmallow?" asked Bakugo.
"Midoriya my man, it's your turn!" Kirishima reminded the freckled boy.
"Oh right! Um, who should I pick… Jiro? Truth or dare."
"Truth. I'm not doing the dumb shit y'all are," Jiro snorted.
"So then you won't mind answering my question. Do you like Kaminari?" Midoriya asked slyly.
Momo gasped. When had he gotten so sneaky? She exchanged a glance with Todoroki. He looked equally disturbed. Their little boy was growing up. Wait. She did it again! No Todoroki, Momo reminded herself.
Meanwhile, Uraraka was proudly kissing her boyfriend while Jiro blushed furiously. She looked to her right, where Momo was sitting.
"Momo, my best friend. My partner in the long road of life. My platonic soul mate. Will you do me the honour of giving me a kiss?"
"Jiro, you're going to have to face this one day or another so you're going to do it now."
"You traitor." Jiro glanced at Kaminari shyly, who was looking at her with barely disguised nervousness. "I… do. I do like you Kaminari."
"Really?" he said, his relief palpable.
"Really."
"I like you too!" he said with a big grin and he gave her a quick kiss. "That one wasn't on a dare."
"I'd just like to point out that my boyfriend, Deku, was the one who made that happen. Round of applause for Deku!" Uraraka commanded. Everyone cheered and took a drink. Momo took an especially long drink from her bottle. It was Jiro's turn, and she knew that she wouldn't go easy on her.
"Well, it's finally my turn. Momo. Truth. Or. Dare," Jiro said, relishing he words.
Truth. It was on the tip of her tongue. That was the safe answer. She'd suffer some momentary embarrassment, everyone would laugh, take a drink, and all would be forgotten. That was what Momo Yaoyorozu did. She took the safe, logical option that minimized the consequences. That was the Momo that Todoroki didn't like. That was the Momo that Momo didn't like.
"Dare," she said quietly. She could feel Todoroki's mismatched eyes on her. She stared steadily at Jiro. "What do you want me to do?"
"Oh ho, feeling frisky aren't we? Fine by me. I have a dare that's perfect for an honour student like yourself. You're going to break into the principal's office," Jiro grinned.
Momo's jaw dropped. This was on an entirely other level than the other dares. They had been silly things like kisses. Her dare was a freaking crime! "Jiro, I can't-" Momo began, but she cut herself off. No, she had decided to be adventurous and to take risks. "Fine. I'll do it."
"I don't know if that's-" Midoriya started but was interrupted by an excited Ashido.
"Yaoyorozu, you're so badass! Respect, dude." Kirishima and Kaminari nodded in agreement.
"Ok Momo, after you're done, come to my house ok? The rest of us will be waiting for you there. Man, I can't believe you're doing this!" Jiro said with wide eyes.
"Neither can I," Bakugo said, skepticism colouring his voice. "How will we know if she actually fucking went or not?"
"Duh, she'll take something from his office!" Uraraka said. "That way, we'll have physical evidence."
Momo gulped. Fear was nibbling away at her nerves like mice, and she felt a small bead of sweat slither down her neck. Not only was she breaking into a building, she was going to steal too. What had she gotten herself into? However, it was too late to back out now.
Jiro noticed the uneasiness in her friend's eyes and decided to take pity. "You can bring one person with you. Whoever you pick cannot refuse. Agreed?" Everyone nodded.
The name was out before she could stop it. "Todoroki." Said boy looked at Momo with surprise. He had been silent through the whole ordeal. Then again, he was silent through mostly everything.
"I've no complaints. I'll help Yaoyorozu out," he said as he stood up. Momo scrambled to her feet. It was time to go.
"Two beers for the road," Jiro said sweetly as she handed them the bottles. "Good luck. You're going to need it."
(12:00 AM)
After saying quick goodbyes to their friends, Momo and Todoroki left the park. It was a mildly chilly night, and Momo couldn't help but shiver. She did appreciate the way the faint moonlight highlighted Todoroki's aristocratic features. His white hair looked like quicksilver and his red hair looked like flickering embers. He was so beautiful. It hurt her heart.
"So Yaoyorozu," Todoroki started, breaking Momo free from her reverie. "Why did you choose me to come with you?"
Ah, the dreaded question. Momo knew it was coming, she just didn't feel like answering it. I wanted to show you that I am someone worth noticing. Of course, she couldn't tell him that. Instead she decided to flippantly say, "I'll tell you later." Todoroki seemed to accept that answer, and did not push the matter.
The two walked together in amiable silence. Momo even started to enjoy herself a little. A night with Todoroki, romantic or not, was always pleasant. She opened her mouth to start a small conversation, and then to her horror, tripped.
Momo plummeted downwards and closed her eyes as she prepared herself for inevitable impact. It never came. Instead, she felt strong arms supporting her. She opened her eyes to find herself nose to nose with Todoroki.
His hair tickled her forehead. His eyes were a hypnotizing mix of gray and blue. He smelled like mint and smoke. His lips were chapped, and slightly parted. And Momo couldn't breath. It was all too quick, too fast, too overwhelming.
"Get off!" she yelled as she shoved him away. She froze. No, that hadn't been what she wanted to do, to say. Todoroki's eyes glimmered with a strong emotion -hurt?- before his face smoothed out into an unreadable mask.
"I'm sorry." His voice was cold, detached. This was all wrong.
"No, I'm sorry, you were only trying to help," Momo said quickly, desperate to fix what she had done. This wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to talk with him, smile with him, laugh with him. This wasn't how it was supposed to be.
"It's fine," Todoroki dismissed. His voice invited no discussion. Momo's heart sank horribly. She had messed all of her chances up. The moon did not seem so soft now, instead a harsh glow that illuminated all of her mistakes.
This is all wrong, Momo thought as the two walked in stony silence. All wrong.
A.N: well that ended up being angstier than I intended. Whoops. I hope you all liked this chapter, because it was super fun to write. I love angry Bakugo. I've been super busy lately but I hope I can still update regularly. I've been trying my best. Please review and tell me what you think! Constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged!
Love,
night