Todoroki and Bakugo lay face up in the dark.
"Katsuki?" Shoto asked. "Are you awake?"
Bakugo thought about ignoring Todoroki but instead responded, hoping to feel less alone. "The fuck do you want, Shoto?" He sighed.
"What would happen if we were, you know, like, actually expelled." The double-quirked boy asked Katsuki.
A heavy sigh. Bakugo didn't know what to think, but he had found himself wondering the same thing. He responded. "I'd have to move back home, and I'd probably get my ass whooped everyday for blowing this opportunity."
"You're lucky." Todoroki said. "My dad would just straight up murder me."
"Hm." Katsuki mused. "Well, I guess we'd better not fuck up."
Back in the dorms, Midoriya was having nightmares. Alone and scared, he called the one person he knew would pick up: Uraraka. The phone rang and Ochaco awoke from her light sleep. She looked to find that it was buzzing on the ceiling. Damn quirk! She must have touched it without her mittens on. Gently, she touched her fingertips together.
"Release!" She whispered with enthusiasm, seeing the call was from Izuku. She flipped it open to answer and talked in a hushed tone. "Uravity to Deku- what's the situation?"
"Uhhh- do you want to look at the stars from my balcony?" Midoriya asked, after swallowing his nerves.
Uraraka smiled, sweetly. "I'll be there in a moment!" She flipped her phone shut and softly spun around, giggling. She was going to stay with MIDORIYA! Yes!
Nervously, she put her phone on "silent mode" and attempted to sneak down the hallway. Luckily, she made it to his room and knocked their pattern.
Izuku opened the door and pulled her in by the waist. He closed the door, and she took a gentle step back, ran her fingers through his hair while resting her forehead on his chest. She looked up. "I can tell you're scared by something so- yes. We can watch the stars if you're too scared to sleep."
"You don't think that I'm a coward?" Izuku asked.
Ochaco furrowed her brow, confused. "You?!" She laughed, sweetly. "Never." And gently kissed his neck.
Midoriya felt blood rush to his penis and hated that it was happening now, although he understood WHY. He returned the kiss before they planned how to move Midoriya's mattress out onto the balcony.
Uraraka used her quirk and Izuku gathered the blankets and comforter. He prayed she wouldn't lift the sheets to find out that he had a waterproof sheet on, but she never noticed, as she barely had to do anything more than lightly graze the mattress to make it float.
They settled in on the balcony and huddled for heat. The air was sweet, and they curled up under the same blanket.
Ochaco wore cute pink silk pajamas, the top buttoned up the front. She gently rested, under Izuku.
"I wish I had an x-ray quirk." Midoriya muttered.
The girl beneath him sleepily opened her eyes and smirked. "Do it." She whispered in his ears.
WELL, HE DIDN'T NEED TOLD TWICE.
Izuku felt his penis get harder and he pushed it down to the other side of his pants, under the blankets before asking, shakingly. "I have your consent?"
Uraraka nodded and with the gentleness of a goddamn fairy, Izuku unbuttoned the blouse, letting the silk material fall to the sides and expose her breasts. He ran a knuckle over them and found that to his surprise they were already hard.
That aroused him, but then he realized that he had a drop of precum rolling down his thigh. He was so aroused, he didn't even need to TOUCH himself. He tried not to panic, as she led his hands to grope up her chest.
"Deku to Uravity-" He whispered in her ear.
"Mmm?" She asked in a hum.
"I have to go to the bathroom. I need to… release."
Ochaco exhaled her amusement in a gentle laugh. "Okay. Go get a tissue or something."
Midoriya nodded and slid his balcony door open before slipping in to grab a washcloth out of the top drawer, where he kept his changing supplies. He knew that he SHOULD wear a night brief, but he didn't want to. He just wanted ONE night to do adult things as a teen instead of having childish issues as a teen. He decided to stay awake the whole night instead…
It was finally morning. Izuku had the amazing privilege to stay up all night as Ochaco slept, shirtless, beside him, under blankets, until dawn woke them both and they could both get breakfast together.
It was a bad time for the duo, however, as dorm checks had been done the night before. It was unbeknownst to the two of them, as they were suddenly called into Aizawa's office… on a Tuesday.
Midnight led them there. She was the one who went to go pick them up from the cafeteria.
"Is everything… alright?" Izuku asked, as he followed the tall woman in front of him. Uraraka clutched his hand harder. They took a breath as Nemuri Sensei cranked open the door handle and pulled the door open, revealing Mr. Aizawa in his reading glasses with his hair tied back, scrolling over something on a tablet. He set it down immediately and ordered the teens "in" and Kayama shut the door.
"Where were you both last night?" The Great Eraserhead asked the now very nervous teens.
"Stargazing?" Ochaco tried.
"That's not a place. Try again." Aizawa said. "Where? And when did you go there. Room checks did not find either of you."
"We were on my balcony." Izuku admitted, lowering his head. "It was my idea. I take full responsibility."
"No!" Uraraka squeaked in panic. She cleared her throat and adjusted her skirt's hem. "It wasn't like that- I just-" Now she was panicked. She could admit that she was there for his calls at night because of what she believed was stress related insomnia! That admission would make Deku feel like he was weak and she didn't want that. "Mn." She bit her lip in frustration, her shoulders hunched in defeat.
Silence lingered for a second. Then Aizawa spoke.
"You can tell your side to Midnight." Shota said, folding his eyeglasses and stretching his neck. "Uraraka- go along now. You know the drill. You've been paddled before." His eyes fell to the boy. "As for you, Midoriya."
The door shut.
"Tell me what really happened last night." Aizawa demanded, as he stood to unlock the drawer with the paddle.
Izuku deflated into the couch at the order to remove his uniform below the belt, while Aizawa waited on an explanation.
Midoriya stood and fiddled with his buckle. He sighed. "Ididn'twannwetmyself." He muttered.
"Speak up, boy." Aizawa demanded, taking the paddle from its drawer, and crossing the floor to where Izuku was folding his pants, standing in his boxers. Tears of bother burned in Midoriya's eyes.
"I didn't sleep last night because I was worried about group therapy today!" He blurted out, fists at his side.
The bell rang.
"Midroiya, you're late to my class and you're keeping me. Fifteen on the bare and therapy afterschool. AM I UNDERSTOOD?!"
By the time Izuku was gingerly sitting in class, he was already looking around. Man. Ochaco looked okay. She passed him a note with a weak smile.
Would still do it again sometime.
He smiled. Okay. So maybe he would be okay- even if therapy was bad- it would only be for a little bit in the grand scheme.
