#froppyfrosch

Author: Liz

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Is You

Christmas is just five days away and Todoroki is freaking out. 

Every year, Midoriya blows Todoroki away with extraordinarily personal gifts, bringing loving tears to his eyes before he hands over a boring present of his own. Although Midoriya weeps every time, Todoroki knows it’s never as good as his lover deserves. 

So, Todoroki made a vow to himself that this year he would give Midoriya the best gift ever. But how can he can he do that? Todoroki has no clue, so maybe their friends would. 

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“Aw, Todoroki!” Uraraka squeals as herself, Iida and Todoroki sit in a corner booth at the local cafe. “You know whatever you get him, he’ll be grateful and love it.” The smile Uraraka gives is almost reassuring. Almost. 

“I know,” Todoroki sighs, looking down at his half empty tea cup. “But I want this to be even better. Something that will amaze him.. He deserves it after all.” That last part was muttered, though the other two still heard it loud and clear. Uraraka and Iida share a secret smile before the speedy hero reaches a hand out, clapping Todoroki harshly on the back. 

“You’ll figure it out, Todoroki.” The ice and fire user looks up, meeting Iida’s encouraging eyes. 

“Yeah!” Uraraka chimes in. “I mean, he always says that ‘all he needs is you’! So anything you come up with, he’s bound to cherish it for the rest of your lives.” 

Todoroki swears he can still see hearts in his friend’s eyes as they part ways.

-

Todoroki sits in the small kitchen of Bakugou and Kirishima’s apartment. He isn’t sure why he thought Bakugou would know what to get Midoriya, but they were childhood friends, so maybe the blond has some sort of idea. 

“The hell? You think I know shit about what you should get for Deku?!” 

Or not.

“Chill out, babe.” Kirishima scolds his fiancee, though there is a bright smile on the redheads face, so maybe it can’t be called ‘scolding’. “Listen, man. Midoriya is crazy into you!” Kirishima’s enthusiasm is overwhelming to Todoroki, but he powers through. “All he talks about is you and how amazing you are and how he feels so lucky to have yo-” 

“Blah blah blah, all that sappy shit. You get it.” Bakugou rolls his eyes and returns to whatever he was furiously stirring in a bowl when Todoroki first arrived.

Kirishima chuckles softly before looking back at his friend in crisis. 

“Seriously, Todoroki. When you first started going out, I remember hearing Midoriya say ‘he’s all I’ve ever needed.” Kirishima sighs lovingly as though those words were spoken for him. Todoroki blushes, a small smile forming on his face. 

“Oi, shitty hair!” Bakugou turns around, finding his soon-to-be husband staring blankly into space. “You trying to say I’m not that sappy?!” Jutting out a hip, Bakugou crosses his arms in front of his chest in anchor. 

“No no no, babe!” Kirishima immediately jumps from his seat at the table to put out the fire that is his lover. “You express your love in your own special and perfectly you way.” The hardening hero takes Bakugou’s face between his hands, planting a small chaste kiss on slightly pouting lips. 

Todoroki took that moment as his chance to leave. 

-

There was one more person Todoroki had in mind who would know his boyfriend incredibly well. 

All Might.

“Young Todoroki!” All Might’s booming voice sounds through Todoroki’s cell phone. (The students were given their teachers phone numbers in case of emergencies.)

“Hello All Might.” Todoroki formally greets his teacher before clearing his throat. “I have a question to ask of you about Izuku.” 

“Young Midoriya?!” All Might’s voice is almost frantic with slight anxiety seeping through. “Is he alright?!” 

“Yes, yes, he’s fine.” Todoroki quickly reassures his teacher. “It’s about Christmas.” 

A couple beats of silence fill the receiver and Todoroki starts to think the former #1 hero had hung up on him. 

“Hel-”

“Young Todoroki,” All Might interrupts him, voice calm and collected. “Are you asking me what you should get Young Midoriya for Christmas?” 

Todoroki blinks, stunned. “Uh…” 

“My boy,” There’s a smile in All Might’s voice. “Why are you asking an old man, like myself, what to get your boyfriend for Christmas?” 

Todoroki huffs. “Well… I just, I don’t…” Upon his stumbling, All Might let out a soft chuckle. 

“Todoroki, you know him better than anyone. You’ve seen him at his most vulnerable, been at his side for, what? Five years now? You’re adults, taking on Japan as two of the top ten heroes. You’re obviously meant to be, Young Todoroki.” A beat passes before All Might speaks up again. “Let me ask you, what do you want out of this relationship with Young Midoriya?” 

Todoroki doesn’t hesitate to answer, “I want to spend the rest of my life with him.” 

“Then I think you know what you want to get him.” 

-

It’s here. Christmas day. Midoriya was sleeping peacefully on Todoroki, his breathe hitting the half-and-half male’s bare chest. 

Todoroki woke before the sun could rise, nerves raking his soul to the core. 

He tries to calm himself by combing his fingers through Midoriya’s green curls. He shuts his eyes tightly, trying to will himself to sleep, but to no avail. 

Before he knew it, bright rays filter through the window of their bedroom, framing Midoriya’s freckled face. The OFA user’s eyes scrunch at the sudden sunlight, a yawn escaping his mouth. Todoroki swears his heart stops at the sight, knowing full well what was to come. 

Once Midoriya gets his bearings, the smaller man looks up at his wide awake boyfriend, shooting him a sleepy grin. 

“G’morning.” His voice is gravelly, causing Todoroki to blush and smile at the sight. 

“Good morning, Izuku.” Planting a swift, sweet kiss to his lovers forehead. 

They slowly get out of bed and get ready for the day, the whole time, Todoroki feels anxious. His hands are sweaty and his heart is pounding. While they sit at the table to have breakfast, his foot taps quickly against the tile floor as he distractedly eats his eggs. 

“-outo? Shouto!” Todoroki jolts, turning to his left where he finds his boyfriend looking at him with concerned eyes. 

“Y-yes?” Todoroki clears his throat, pretending to be nonchalant. 

“Are you okay?” Midoriya sets his fork down, hand reaching out to hold Todoroki’s. “You’ve been distant all morning, what’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry,” Todoroki sighs. “Just, tired I guess.” Midoriya gives a small smile. 

“Let’s go back to bed than. Presents can wait and we don’t have to be at Kacchan’s until 3.” Intertwining their fingers together, Midoriya tugs at Todoroki to stand. 

“No, ‘Zuku.” Todoroki pulls the smaller man towards him, holding him closely. 

“But why not?” Midoriya looks up with big green eyes. Todoroki’s gaze flickers across Midoriya’s face.

“I, uh.. “ Todoroki stutters, causing Midoriya’s head to tilt in confusion. “I-I want to give you your present now.” Todoroki says each word slowly, tasting them on his tongue as though they’re foreign. 

“O-Okay! We can do them now!” Midoriya’s energy returns full swing as he drags Todoroki to their living room. Todoroki chuckles, forgetting his anxiety for a moment, getting lost in that blinding grin.

The two swap presents from their family members and friends that they had gotten in the mail. They always kept them under the tree, saving to open them for Christmas no matter how early they came. 

Then, it was down to the last two gifts: A medium sized present labeled Shouto, and a small plain brown box labeled Zuku. Like every year, Midoriya stands first to retrieve his gift, handing it to Todoroki with jittery fingers a wobbly grin on his face. 

Todoroki takes the present and begins ripping at the shimmering paper, revealing a plain brown box. Using his ice, Todoroki makes a small, pointy icicle to rip at the tape holding the package closed. He lets out a gasp when opening the flaps. 

Inside lay a black shadow box frame. Todoroki lifts it from the box and inspects the contents behind the glass. 

There’s a ripped out piece of notebook paper with a shriveled, yet still yellow dandelion. On the scrap paper above the flower, the words From Shouto in messy, high school handwriting clearly by Midoriya. The photo was black and white with a vignette around the edges. Todoroki was holding Midoriya on his back, the freckled teen was grinning so wide his eyes closed and Todoroki was looking up over his shoulder with a loving expression. It was clearly after hero training as both were in their hero costumes. 

“W-Where…” Todoroki was at loss for words as small tears fill his eyes. 

“Uraraka apparently took it after class one day.” Midoriya’s cheeks were bright pink as he bounced his leg. “She’s been holding onto it and decided to share it with me a couple months ago, so I thought…” Midoriya’s voice trails off as he bites at his lip. 

“It’s amazing, Izuku,” Todoroki whispers, finally looking up from the sweet gift and leaning forward to place a sweet kiss on Midoriya’s lips. “I love it, thank you.” Their foreheads touch and Midoriya giggles in delight. 

“I’m glad,” Midoriya responds just as a quietly. After a couple more moments, the two break apart and it hits Todoroki that it’s his turn. 

Standing a shaky legs, Todoroki goes under the tree and retrieves his small gift. Back to his boyfriend, he quickly pulls the small jewelry case out of the box. When he turns around, everything fades and all he sees is Midoriya. 

His best friend, his lover, sitting on their couch in their apartment. This place they bought together and share together. 

Together. 

“Izuku…” Todoroki whispers slowly walking to his boyfriend who scoots to the edge of the couch, body twitching in excitement. Once he’s infront of Midoriya, Todoroki looks down and suddenly, the words just come to him. 

“Izuku, you are my everything. You have saved me hundreds of times; from myself, from others. You are an incredible hero and person and I feel honored to be able to spend everyday at your side. You are an inspiration to all young heroes, your strong and passionate and I feel I fall inlove with you more everyday.” Midoriya’s lips quiver as pools of tears trickle down his cheeks. “When we’re apart, even for a moment, I find myself missing you. I know our jobs are unpredictable, but I never want to be without you. All I could ever need is you.” 

With that, Todoroki gets down on one knee, opens the ring case and holds it infront of Midoriya, whose jaw is slacked tears no longer falling. Todoroki tries not to choke up at the most important part. 

“‘Zuku, will you marry me?” 

Midoriya stares at the silver band. A hand comes up to cover his mouth as a harsh sob unexpectedly rakes his body. His eyes squeeze shut as streams of water descend quicker than before. 

Todoroki feels uncomfortable, unsure of how to console his lover considering he still hadn’t recieved an answer. Then, green eyes open wide and lock on mismatched ones. Midoriya’s scarred hand drops to his lap.

“Yes.” Midoriya breathes.

Todoroki freezes before asking, “Really?” 

“Yes!” Midoriya yells as he jumps from the couch. Todoroki stiffly follows up before he is tackled into a passionate kiss and loving arms. Finally breaking from a sort of trance, Todoroki wraps his own arms around the smaller man, holding him close, kissing him back just as intensely. 

After a couple little kisses, Midoriya pulls back with a wide grin before looking down at the ring still in it’s case. 

Todoroki flails slightly, scrambling to take the ring out, dropping the jewelry box in the process before taking Midoriya’s left hand and slipping the band onto his ring finger. 

Upon closer inspection, Midoriya sees the words engraved in cursive: All I need is you, with green, red and white jewels at either end of the phrase. 

Without saying another word, Midoriya pulls Todoroki in for another kiss, but Todoroki hears him loud and clear. 

All I need is you. 

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Natsu walks with a little pep in his step towards the guildhall, a wide grin stretching across his face. Today was “opposite day”. The idea had been Lucy’s, and as she explained the concept, more people started to get into it.

At first, Natsu didn’t really care to participate. It wasn’t until Lucy announced it would be a contest, that Natsu immediately agreed.

“You change one thing of your appearance, and if anyone notices and points it out, you lose.” She had said. Natsu’s ears perked up at the excuse to get competitive. “At the end of the day, whoever is still standing will get a prize.” That had done it for the dragon slayer, and before he knew it, he was writing his name down on the list of participants.

Natsu arrives at the guild and takes his usual seat at the bar. He turns to face the hall, leaning back against the counter, and scans the area.

Gajeel, Cana, and Elfman sat at a table, glaring at each other. Natsu raises an eyebrow.

“Good morning, Natsu!” The fire mage jumps at the sudden voice behind the counter. Twisting his head around, he’s greeted by the smiling face of Mirajane.

“Morning, Mira!” He grins.

“Your usual?” She asks, already grabbing a glass to fill with fire.

“Yes!” He turns his entire body back to the counter, placing his chin into the palms of his hands.

As Mira moves about, Natsu studies her. He doesn’t remember who was on the list, but he feels there’s something different about her.

“There ya go,” She places the flaming cup and a plate full of breakfasts food in front of him.

Once the smell of chicken and eggs fills his nostrils, Natsu forgets all about Mira’s difference, and dives in to his meal.

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One by one, the guild members participating in opposite day were picked off. As the day drew to a close, Natsu feels proud of himself, a smile never leaving his face. The only ones left were himself, Mira, and Cana.

The three sit side-by-side at one of the tables as several mages crowd around them, analyzing their every detail. It’s oddly silent in the guild hall, no one daring to speak unless it was about the differences in appearance.

Natsu smirks, Mira smiles sweetly, and Cana looks bored with her arms crossed over her chest.

Max takes a deep breathe, like he’s about to make an accusation, and everyone looks at him. After two, slow seconds, he lets out an annoyed sigh and everyone rolls their eyes, returning their gazes to the three powerful mages.

After another couple minutes, Lucy gasps.

“Your bag!” She points at Cana, causing everyone to look at the card mage. Cana raises an eyebrow, daring Lucy to continue. “Your bag is on your left, not the right!”

The guild members all chatter loudly, asking themselves “why I didn’t realize that”, and “damn I was sure it had to do with her shoes”. Cana rolls her eyes.

“Alright!” She yells, and everyone ceases talking. “Now that that’s over, can I have my drink now?” She glares in Lisanna’s direction, knowing Mira won’t move from her spot. Lisanna squeaks and runs behind the bar.

“No problem, Cana!” She calls, and the brunette shoves her way through the crowd to the bar, finishing her first drink within seconds.

Before anyone could continue scanning Natsu and Mira, the guild doors open and an exhausted looking ice mage walks through. Natsu brightens at the sight of his boyfriend, before jumping up and running to him.

“Gray!” He tackles Gray into a hug, causing an “oof” to escape the man’s mouth.

“Hey, Flame Brain,” He greets his boyfriend, hugging him with one arm, as Natsu buries his face into the ice-make wizards neck. “What’s going on here?” Natsu pulls away slightly, resting against Gray’s side, whose arm stays wrapped around Natsu’s waist.

Gray scans the room, then looks down at his boyfriend, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Natsu opens his mouth to respond, but Gray stops him. “What did you do to your hair?” Natsu’s eyes widen, mouth shutting instantly.

Natsu can feel the other guild members closing in on them, their eyes watching every move and word.

Don’t say it, please don’t say i-

“Why is your part switched?” Gray drops his bag to the floor beside him, and reaches up to fix the dragon slayers hair.

Natsu scrunches his eyes closed, waiting for the chaos to ensue.

“His hair! It’s his hair! I knew it all along!” The voices blend together, shouting about the revelation, and cursing at Gray for figuring it out right away.

“What the hell…?” Gray looks around, baffled by the energy in the hall so late at night.

“We had a competition,” Natsu explains, finally reopening his eyes to focus on Gray. “It was opposite day, and whoever lasted the whole day without their difference being pointed out, won a prize.” Natsu sighs, depressed. Gray makes an ‘O’ shape with his mouth, then smiles nervously.

“Sorry, Flame Brain,” Gray rubs at the back of his neck.

Natsu shrugs. “Eh, it’s whatever.” Natsu looks over at Mira, who was happily making her way back to the bar. “Yo, Mira!” Natsu calls out to her.

“Yes?” She turns to him, grabbing a plate to dry off from Lisanna.

“Since you already one, what was different about you?” Everyone silences at that, their attention fully on Mirajane.

“It was my shoes,” She walks from behind the counter, lifting her long dress to show. The crowd’s eyes squint, looking intently at her feet. “They’re on the wrong feet.” She uses a thin finger to point at her heels, which were indeed switched.

Everyone stares at her dumbfounded.

“How did you expect us to know that with your long ass dress?” Before Gajeel could even finish his interrogation, Mira’s Satan Soul makes an appearance.

“Are you questioning me?” The members take three large steps back, and Gajeel sputters out an, “N-No, ma’am.”

Author: Liz

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Season of Giving

Todoroki quietly unlocks the door to the small apartment, tip toeing around scattered shoes and jackets. Removing his hero boots, Todoroki lets out a tired sigh. He rubs his eyes and stifles a yawn, taking a look around the living room. The tree is unlit, the room incredibly dark. It’s saddening to see as Todoroki remembers the last minute mission he was sent on Christmas Eve, leaving his boyfriend home for two days. His heart squeezes as he continues looking around, eyes falling to the hall leading to the back of the apartment. He breathes out a laugh at Midoriya’s costume on the floor, piece by piece left in a row towards their bedroom. 

He hangs his jacket on the hook by the door before following the clothing trail to his shared bedroom with Midoriya. He considers taking his boyfriend’s idea and removing articles of his hero costume as he walks down the hall, but holds back so there is only Midoriya’s dirty clothes to clean tomorrow. 

The bedroom door is cracked, indicating Midoriya didn’t shut it all the way when he got home. Quietly pushing the door open, Todoroki smiles fondly at the sight of his lover, lying on top of their comforter in only pajama pants, soft snores falling from his slightly gaping mouth. He’s curled inwards, like he’s trying to find warmth, facing the middle of the bed.

Without a second thought, Todoroki’s socked feet walk to the edge of the mattress and leans over Midoriya’s back to press a light kiss to his cheek. Midoriya’s nose twitches in acknowledgement before he lets out a content sigh, body looking a bit more relaxed as though he knew his lover was home. 

Sending a last, loving smile at Midoriya, Todoroki makes his way to the adjoining bathroom and takes a quick shower, scrubbing at the dirt and dried blood on his body. He winces whenever he puts too much pressure on a forming bruise before moving onto the next part of filthy skin. 

Less than ten minutes later, Todoroki has a towel wrapped around his waist as he shuffles through his dresser drawer, searching for something to wear to bed. 

“Sho?” A deep, sleepy voice calls out behind him in the dead silence, causing Todoroki to jump out of his skin. He quickly turns around, finding Midoriya beginning to sit up, scrubbing the sleep from his vibrant eyes. “You ‘ome?”

Todoroki huffs a quick breathe. “Yeah,” he whispers, holding the towel against his body and walking to meet his sleepy boyfriend. Midoriya twists so his legs are dangling off the edge, feet just touching the floor, leaving Todoroki a space to sit beside him. 

The fire and ice user immediately takes a seat, wrapping his free arm around the smaller male, drawing him closer. The two sit there in comfortable silence for a couple moments and Todoroki thinks Midoriya had fallen back asleep, but was pleasantly surprised when he felt soft lips come in contact with his cheek. 

“Get dressed and meet me in the living room.” Midoriya whispers before standing and walking out of the bedroom. 

Todoroki doesn’t get to reply and only sends a questioning eyebrow in the direction where his boyfriend went. Once he realizes his lover wasn’t returning, Todoroki sighs and stands, going back to the dresser, continuing his search for something to wear. 

His hair brushed and lower body dressed, Todoroki makes his way to the living room. He doesn’t notice until he’s in the room itself, but the small bulbs are brightly shining on the tree, the only source of light coming from the Christmas tradition. Midoriya is bent at the waist, rearranging gifts that had been left by friends and family for the lovers. Todoroki clears his throat and Midoriya snaps up straight. 

With a shy smile, he beckons Todoroki over, holding out his left  hand for the other to grab, while his right is hiding behind his back. Once Todoroki is standing beside his freckled love, Midoriya looks into his eyes. 

“Merry Christmas, Sho.” Todoroki feels an item placed into his free hand and when he looks down, he finds a neatly wrapped square, with a tag hanging off with To Shouto written on it. 

Todoroki smiles before releasing Midoriya and walking around the back of the tree, picking up a small Christmas bag and coming back to give it to Midoriya, who takes it with a beaming, yet tried smile. 

The two sit on the couch, facing inward towards each other. Without another word, they open their gifts together. 

Midoriya is the first to gasp as he pulls out a figurine with the two heroes, back-to-back in fighting stances. He brings it closer to his face, taking in every little detail: his own freckles, Todoroki’s scar, green lightning surrounding his plastic body and small bits of fire and ice coming from action figure Todoroki’s hands. He sets it in his lap and looks up, ready to thank his boyfriend with glossy eyes, but stops when he sees small tears sliding down Todoroki’s cheeks. 

Midoriya scoots closer, body radiating with nervous energy as he takes in the unusual stay of his partner. Feeling eyes on him, Todoroki finally glances up at Midoriya, a slightly watery smile fitting across his face. 

“Sho-”

“We’re going to America?” Todoroki interrupts, amazement shining in his eyes, as well as confusion and love. 

“W-Well, yeah. You had mentioned when I came back from there that you wished you could’ve came, that you’d like to visit there one day. And we’ve been working so much, so I got to save up, and I thought we could maybe use the break. So I spoke with the agency a while ago and got us two weeks in January to go across the seas, visit a couple monumental places,” Midoriya rants, explaining how this all came to be while Todoroki stares between him and the tickets in surprise. “B-But we don’t have to! I can probably get a refund for the tickets and let the agency know we don’t nee-” Midoriya’s anxious mumbling is cut off by Todoroki’s lips on his. They stay like that for a long moment, before Todoroki pulls back a little, resting his forehead against Midoriya’s. 

“It’s perfect, Izuku.” Midoriya smiles and Todoroki gives him another sweet kiss. “I can’t wait.”

Author: Liz

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A Helping Arm

“Everyone! Please evacuate the dorms in an orderly fashion!” Iida’s voice rang loudly over the blaring fire alarm as he waves his arms in cutting motions towards the stairs. 

Despite Iida’s commands, everyone in class 1-A ran down and out of the dormitory. The girls were screaming in fear and the boys were groaning for being woken up. 

Midoriya was the first male out of the building, panting from fleeing his room so quickly. Glancing around, he saw Tsu and Uraraka huddled close, trying to use each other’s body heat to stay warm. Walking through the double doors was Bakugou, whose palms were sparking in front of him, as Kirishima talks animatedly next to him, staying close. 

“What are you looking at, Deku?” Bakugou snaps at Midoriya as the two walk by. The quirk-inheritor quickly moves a few steps back. 

Soon thereafter, the rest of the “BakuSquad” filters out of the dorms. They immediately find their blond and redhead, quickly navigating through the rest of their classmates and stand in a huddle around Bakugou’s crackling hands. 

Sighing to himself, Midoriya’s eyes shift from person to person, all close together, trying to stay warm. 

In that moment, a gust of frigid wind blows through the crowding students. An intense shiver rakes Midoriya’s body. His teeth clatter against each other and he’s starting to lose feeling in his fingers and toes. 

Midoriya tucks his chin to his chest, arms wrapping around himself. He squeezes his eyes shut, thinking of hot chocolate and warm blankets, mentally hoping he’ll be able to rid himself of the bitter cold. 

Suddenly, the entire left side of Midoriya’s body thaws, a pleasant heat taking place of the ice that was forming on his skin. His eyes snap open, head whipping to the left. 

Flush against his arm is a blank-faced Todoroki, whose staring straight ahead as if the close proximity was completely normal. Midoriya keeps his eyes trained on Todoroki, waiting for some sort of reaction or explanation from the ice and fire user. 

Feeling vigorous eyes on him, Todoroki turns to the source, which results in his face coming very close to Midoriya’s, whose green eyes widen impossibly further. 

Midoriya gasps as Todoroki lets out a shuddering breath, a small puff of fog sifs between them. After a couple moments of tense silence, Midoriya finally speaks up. 

“H-Hi, Todoroki,” He greets, a wobbly grin taking its place on his freckled face. 

“Hello, Midoriya,” Todoroki returns with a small nod, voice soft. 

A warm blush spreads across Midoriya’s cheeks as he struggles to keep eye contact, eyes straining to look at the pink lips so close to his own. 

“Do you know what happened?” Todoroki asks suddenly, seemingly a bit closer than before. 

“I-I don’t,” Midoriya admits with a small shrug, arm rubbing against Todoroki’s. 

“Apparently,” Todoroki starts, voice in a whisper. “Bakugou was trying to teach Kirishima to cook and…” He cuts off, lips tilting in a small smile, holding in a laugh. The young heroes reaction brings a welcoming warmth to Midoriya’s chest, his own mouth quirking up. 

“Oh no.” Midoriya whispers back, smalls giggles falling from his lips as he thinks of his explosive childhood friend trying to teach the so-called “sunshine” of Class 1-A how to cook. He can only imagine the disaster that followed, causing the fire alarms to go off. 

As the silence returns, their smiles stay. Their eyes hold tenderly, no longer stressed. A couple seconds pass before Todoroki sighs almost sadly. 

“You looked really cold,” Todoroki looks down, fingers twitching at his sides. “I, uh, I wanted to help.” 

At first, Midoriya isn’t sure what the other is talking about, but then it hits him. 

“O-Oh no! You’re right! I was cold, freezing actually! You know, I was so worried about getting outside that I didn’t think about the weather, so I just left, and obviously, I wasn’t prepared, ya know, just standing here in a t-shirt and shorts, because it’s hotter in my room than out here and -”

Todoroki chuckles, causing Midoriya to stop his mumbling.

“You don’t have to explain yourself, Midoriya,” Todoroki assures, eyes brighter as he looks at the smaller hero. “I’m just glad I could help.” Todoroki’s own cheeks flush at his own words. 

“You have,” Midoriya shows a beaming smile, eyes crinkling as they shut with happiness. “You truly have.”

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Author: Liz

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Colder Weather

“Stupid, chilly air. Why does it have to be so cold in the beginning of September.” Izuku Midoriya shivers as he slowly makes his way up the walkway to the front doors of UA. 

His arm cross over his chest, hands gripping his arms as he tries to keep as much of his own body heat close to him. His teeth chatter slightly and his movements are slow. 

“Deku!” Midoriya turns around a the sound of his hero name, finding his best friend, Uraraka, running up to him. 

“H-Hey,” He greets Uraraka, voice wavering from the chills raking his body. 

“Are you okay, Deku?” She asks with a sweet smile, tilting her head to the side. 

“Y-Yeah, just cold. Forgot my jacket.” Midoriya shrugs with a wobbly smile. Uraraka shakes her head with a fond smile before continuing to the entrance. 

“Well c’mon! Let’s get to class before you freeze!” She jokes, causing Midoriya to scoff a laugh as he follows his friend. 

-

To Midoriya’s absolute delight, the building is warm and welcoming. The usual pep in his step comes as he begins to feel his body adjusting to the temperature inside the school. A large smile spreads across his face, knowing he’s going to class to learn more about being a hero! 

The classroom is as lively as ever when he walks in. He waves to his fellow classmates before taking his seat behind his childhood friend, Bakugou. As he’s unpacking his backpack, the shadow of a person falls over his desktop and he looks up to the mismatched eyes of his good friend (and secret crush), Todoroki, his expression blank like usual. 

“Good morning, Todoroki!” Midoriya excitedly addresses, teeth bared in a wide grin. 

“Midoriya,” Todoroki responds, lips barely moving. The two stare at each other as an awkward silence blankets them. Fidgeting in his seat, Midoriya speaks up again.

“Is there something I can help you with?” The OFA user holds steady eye contact, searching the deadpan expression on his classmates face. 

After a couple moments, Todoroki sighs and looks at the floor, fingers twitching at his sides. 

“It’s nothing.” He dismisses quickly before going back to his seat, leaving Midoriya confused.

Before Midoriya can call out to his friend, Aizawa walks in, ordering the class to pay attention.

-

The school day goes by in a blur, Midoriya writing note after note on every little thing mentioned. Before he knew it, the final bell rang and he realized he would have to face the bitter cold. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to take mine?” Uraraka, the sweetest person Midoriya’s ever met, offers her jacket. 

“Really, I’ll be okay, Uraraka.” Midoriya offers a kind and appreciative smile to his best friend. 

“Alright,” She sighs, turning to the big doors leading outside of the school. “See you tomorrow?” Midoriya nods in response and Uraraka jogs to the exit. “Don’t forget your jacket!” She calls out, leaving the premise before he has a chance to respond. 

The teen shakes his head with a sigh, before straightening his spine, preparing himself to bare the cold air that awaits him. 

Just as he takes the first step towards his inevitable frigid future, he hears his voice from down the hall. Turning to the source, Midoriya sees Todoroki jogging up to him. 

“Todoroki?” Midoriya questions as the teen gets closer. Taking a deep breathe, Todoroki extends his right arm to the smaller hero in training, a zip up sweatshirt in his hand. Midoriya’s eyes widen at what Todoroki was implying. “Wh-What.. I-I?” At a loss for words, Midoriya’s face heats up, thousands of thoughts running through his head but nothing he can voice. 

“I know you forgot your jacket,” Todoroki states matter-of-factly. “So take mine.” Midoriya eyes up the other, noticing the lack of outerwear on his body. 

“B-But, what about y-”

“Fire quirk.” Todoroki lifts his left hand, fire sprouting from his palm. Midoriya stares in awe at the beautiful flames before shaking his head quickly and looking back to the male before him. 

“I-I can’t, it’s yours.” Midoriya insists, his mind urging him to move to the doors but his body wouldn’t listen. 

“You need it more than me.” A soft blush graces Todoroki’s cheeks although his expression is blank. 

Midoriya’s mouth opens and closes like a fish, unsure of how to respond. Todoroki uses that moment to take matters into his own hands. Circling the other, the fire-and-ice user places the open jacket on Midoriya’s shoulders, hands shaking with nervous tension. 

Midoriya lets it all happen, frozen to his spot. As the sweatshirt falls around him, warmth and the smell of peppermint fills his senses making him dizzy with confusion, appreciation and admiration for his long-time crush. 

Todoroki makes his way back in front of Midoriya, avoiding the others eyes as his blush spreads down his neck. 

“Thank you,” Midoriya whispers. His arms crossover each other, grabbing the openings of the jacket and pulls it closer to himself. 

Todoroki looks up quickly, watching the action with wide eyes. Midoriya notices a twitch of his lips and his eyes shine a little brighter as they rake the rest of his frame, gliding up til they land on Midoriya’s face whose presenting a thankful smile. 

Todoroki nods once before straightening and turning towards the exit. Midoriya bites his lip, falling in step with Todoroki. 

The two walk side-by-side, heading for a future they’re unsure of but excited to tackle. 

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Author: Liz

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Get Lost

“...and absolutely no quirks are allowed.” Aizawa pointedly looks at each of his students a majority of them shrinking under his intense gaze. The teacher lets out a sigh then gestures to the field of corn behind him. “Try not to get lost. I’m going to take a nap.” 

As Aizawa steps away, chaos ensues. Iida talks over the noise, trying to bring order to the group. 

“Classmates!” He yells, causing everyone to quiet down, except for Bakugou who scoffs loudly while crossing his arms over his chest. “There are multiple entries into the maze! I say we make this a friendly competition and see who can reach the exit first!” The chatter begins again, everyone getting excited for the activity. “Since there are twenty of us, we should split into groups of either four or five so no one is alone.” 

“I don’t need any of you extras!” Bakugou shouts over everyone from the back of the group. 

“Too bad, Bakubro!” Kaminari comes out of nowhere, throwing his arm around the seething blonde. 

“Yeah! The Bakuquad is a team!” Sero joins, standing on the other side of Bakugou. Mina squeals in excitement as she bounces up to the group and Kirishima follows. 

The redhead chuckles before softly shoving Kaminari off his boyfriend. “C’mon, Kat, it’ll be fun!” Kirishima sends a sweet smile to his explosive blonde, who glares and grunts before looking away pointedly. His body language showing he’s agreed, reluctantly, and Kirishima won this time. 

“Okay! So it looks like we’ll be getting in groups of five!” Iida announces before going over to his friends. “Uraraka, Todoroki, Midoriya.” He greets each young hero, who all wave back. 

“We just need one more!” Uraraka says, body shaking with excitement. Uraraka and Iida scan the crowd as Todoroki and Midoriya share a subtle glance. Midoriya sticks out his pinky off the hand in between him and Todoroki. The fire-and-ice user understands what the other is getting at and reaches his smallest finger out, twining it with the other male. They exchange soft smiles and light blushes before letting go to greet the fifth member of their team. 

“Welcome, Tokoyami!”

-

Todoroki and Midoriya stay in the back of the group, letting the small space aide them in being close together, sharing body heat and gentle touches. Midoriya is oblivious to the world, thinking only of his secret lover. Todoroki is half paying attention to the group weaving their way through the maze, half lost in his own swirling thoughts of the amazing teen beside him.

The two decided a month ago after their first date they wanted to keep their relationship a secret so they may get to know each other without their friends intervening. 

So they took advantage of the darkening night and activity to be a bit more affectionate publicly, even if it’s secretly. 

A far away screech broke the two from their daydreaming. Looking around, they suddenly realised they were alone, having lost the rest of their group a while ago. 

“Shouto?” Midoriya looks up at his boyfriend, eyes shining from the light of the moon and Todoroki has to focus hard on not getting lost in them. 

“It’s fine, ‘Zuku,” Todoroki assures his lover, taking the moment of being alone and pulling Midoriya closer to him, arms wrapping around the smaller, yet muscular frame. “We just have to find our own way out. Can’t be that bad, right?” Todoroki hands find Midoriya’s hips, rubbing small circles on the skin under the other’s shirt, causing Midoriya to shiver.

The smaller hero brings his arms around Todoroki’s torso, leaning heavily against him. “Yeah, we’ll be okay on our own.” Midoriya smiles brightly and Todoroki can’t help but plant a passionate kiss on his lips. 

After a couple minutes of innocent kissing, the two decide to start looking for a way out. 

“Wow, it got really dark,” Midoriya comments, looking around as he holds Todoroki’s hand tightly. 

“Yeah,” Todoroki agrees, squinting as he tries to find his way through the maze. 

The minutes get longer as the two have lost track of time and their sense of environment. 

“‘Zuku…” Todoroki calls to his boyfriend quietly, causing the smaller to hum and look up into heterochromic eyes. “I-I think we’re really lost.” 

Midoriya’s eyes widen as he starts whipping his head around, looking for something, anything that could help them. His breathing picks up in speed and his hands begin to shake. 

“‘Zuku!” Todoroki’s voice breaks through the panic raking Midoriya’s body. “It’s okay!” Todoroki holds Midoriya by the shoulders, wide grey and blue eyes searching green. 

Midoriya tries matching his breathing to his boyfriend’s and soon enough he calms down.

“Okay, so what are we going to do?” Midoriya asks, finger tapping his chin as his brain starts sorting through different ways for them to get out. 

While the OFA user mumbles to himself, Todoroki quietly uses his fire, bringing some light around them. 

Midoriya sniffs the air, burning ash fills his senses and he spins wide eyed towards his boyfriend. 

“Shouto!” At the sudden yell, Todoroki extinguishes the flame, looking back at Midoriya with a cocked eyebrow. “Mr. Aizawa said no quirks!” Todoroki rolls his eyes. 

“He also said don’t get lost and look what happened?” Opening his arms wide, Todoroki gestures around them. 

Midoriya opens his mouth to retort, but realizes his boyfriend is right. Shrugging his shoulders he steps closer to Todoroki. 

“Okay fine, but don’t use your fire. We don’t want the corn to light up, do we?” Todoroki chuckles in agreement, wrapping his left arm around Midoriya. 

“Fine. Hold on,” Midoriya holds onto Todoroki’s shoulders as the hero in training uses his ice to blast them out of the maze and towards the barn where they had entered earlier in the evening. 

“There!” Midoriya calls out and points to their classmates all grouped by the exit. 

Midoriya takes a moment to look around them, finding they were incredibly far away and it would’ve taken them hours to get out. 

Todoroki blasts them faster towards the students before gracefully dropping both of them both. 

“There they are!” Kaminari’s voice carries and everyone turns to find the duo finally join the group. 

“H-Hey guys,” Midoriya scratches the back of his head while chuckling awkwardly. 

“What happened?!” Uraraka came barrelling up to the two. “You were behind us one minute, than gone the next!” 

Todoroki opens his mouth to answer, but is cut off by Bakugou.

“They were making out!” Everyone gasps, besides the blonde, Kirishima, Midoriya and Todoroki. 

“You were WHAT?!” Iida yells, storming up to the couple. 

“Kacchan!” Midoriya yells incredulously as his childhood friend.

“What the hell Bakugou!” Todoroki growls. 

“Kat, why would you out them like that.” Kirishima whines, head falling to his head in exasperation. 

“Wait,” Sero holds his hands up causing everyone to quiet down. “How do you even know that, Bakugou?” The tape-user asks.

“Tch,” A soft blush graces Bakugou’s cheeks while Kirishima coughs into his fist. 

“WAIT!” Mina yells. “Is this when you and Kiri disappeared for a half hour?!” She points at them with a pink finger. 

“You saw us?!” Midoriya shouts and Todoroki slaps a hand to his face. 

“So it’s true?!” Uraraka asks, getting in Todoroki and Midoriya’s personal space. 

“U-Uh, well,” Midoriya stutters before he is cut off for Aizawa. 

“I don’t care who was doing what, can we go now?” The tired hero looks at his students with a bored, yet intense stare. 

“Yes, Mr. Aizawa.” 

The students silently head to the bus that would take them back to the UA dorms. As they take their seats, Todoroki grabs Midoriya’s wrist, pulling the teen down to sit next to him. 

“If it’s out in the open now, I want to sit with you.” Todoroki confesses, intertwining his fingers with Midoriya’s, who smiles wide and squeezes their hands. 

“Sounds perfect.” Midoriya lays his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder, excited for the future to come now that they could express themselves freely. 

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Author: Liz

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Play Ball

“Kacchan, why am I here?” Midoriya pouts at his best friend as they stand behind a crowd of fans, waiting to enter the stadium. 

“Shut up, nerd,” Bakugou scoffs, stepping forward with the line, inching closer to the metal detectors and ticket checkers. “Ei gets to start today because the other guy is hurt.” Glaring at the smaller male, Bakugou’s eyes dare Midoriya to complain more. 

“I know that, Kacchan,” Midoriya resists the urge to roll his eyes. “But why am I here?” He fiddles with the paper ticket in his fingers. 

“Because he’s your friend too, asshole,” Bakugou shoots back before moving up to third in line. Midoriya sighs and follows the blonde. The conversation goes silent after that as the two get their tickets scanned and pass through the metal detector without any problems. 

Midoriya trails behind Bakugou as they make their way to their seats, studying the baseball fans passing by. He smiles at excited children with ice cream staining their lips and parents sporting jerseys of their favorite players. 

Midoriya doesn’t know much at all about baseball, so he feels very out of place. But Bakugou was right, Kirishima was a good friend of his, as well as his roommate, and he was excited for him to be starting (whatever that means). 

The two men reach their seats on the far end of the third base side and Midoriya pulls out the team program, determined to understand more about the sport and players. 

“Kacchan! Look!” Finding Kirishima’s profile, Midoriya points at the redhead’s picture before beaming at Bakugou. 

The blonde’s cheeks tint red before he clicks his teeth and looks away. “I see it, ya damn nerd,” Bakugou leans forward, elbows on his knees as he glares at the field ahead of them where Kirishima and his team are warming up. Midoriya internally smirks before looking back at the booklet. 

Midoriya mutters to himself as he reads each profile, then abruptly shuts up when he reaches the pitchers name. Bakugou, on the edge of blowing up because of the constant noise falling from Midoriya’s lips, notices the sudden silence from the male beside him and looks over.

“What is it, Deku?” Bakugou asks with an exasperated expression. Midoriya jolts in his seat and blushes. 

“N-Nothing, Kacchan.” Midoriya dismisses the blonde, but Bakugou isn’t having it. Glancing at the book in the freckled teen’s hands, Bakugou quickly snatches it and looks at the page Midoriya had been staring at. “Kacchan!!” Midoriya yells and tries taking back the program. 

“Seriously? Half-n-half?” Bakugou snorts, holding the book out of Midoriya’s reach. “Like what you see, huh, Deku?” The blonde smirks at his best friend.

“Give it back, Kacchan.” Midoriya ignores the teasing tone, stretching further to grab the program. Bakugou chuckles darkly, leaving a small window of opportunity for Midoriya to take back the program. “I just think he’s, y’know…” Midoriya mumbles, words trailing off as he stares again at the red and white haired athlete. 

Bakugou scoffs without a reply and returns to watching his boyfriend warm-up the pitcher that Midoriya happens to be swooning over.

-

“But I thought you said the pitchers don’t hit?” Midoriya asks Bakugou his hundredth question of the night and Bakugou is shaking with anger. 

“Only if that can’t hit, Deku,” The words come out short and curt. Smoke is practically puffing from Bakugou’s ears and Midoriya knows he’s walking on thin ice, but he has to know. 

“So, Todoroki can hit?” Deku keeps his eyes on the home pitcher. Todoroki is a lefty, and being on the third base side, Midoriya has a perfect view of the male’s full body and handsome face that is scarred around his left eye.

Bakugou grunts because if he talks, it’ll come out mean and he can’t deal with Midoriya’s tears right now, not when Kirishima’s team it so close to their first ever shutout. Todoroki is only up to bat now because the DH got hit by a pitch and the team’s pitcher was the only other slugger. 

The scores 2-0 in the bottom of the seventh and UA is winning. The count is two balls and two strikes and Midoriya is on the edge of his seat, even though he’s not entirely sure why. 

A changeup is thrown and Todoroki swings and Midoriya is knocked out. 

-

“Wha?” Midoriya comes to about an hour later. The game is over and people are heading home, but he’s in the first aid room and Bakugou’s talking with Kirishima at the door. 

“Hey nerd, how ya doing?” Bakugou takes note of his friend waking up and makes his way over to the freckled male laying on the makeshift hospital bed. Bakugou sits in a plastic chair beside Midoriya. 

“‘M jus’ fine, Kaccha,” Midoriya slurs. The blonde snorts and Kirishima cackles loudly. 

“Man, Sho got him hard.” The redhead continues to chuckle while walking towards the two. Midoriya begins to giggle too, even though he has no idea what Kirishima is laughing about. 

“Whatcha laughing about, Deku?” Bakugou raises an annoyed eyebrow. 

“I dunno,” Midoriya sighs happily. His head lulls to the side as his eyes begin to close again.

“Hey! Nerd!” Bakugou yells in Midoriya’s ear, causing the male to jolt and open his eyes widely. He looks over at his best friend. “Can’t go back to sleep.”

“But ‘m tired,” Midoriya whines, squeezing his eyes shut to make a point. 

“Oi!” Bakugou’s volume increases and Kirishima shushes his boyfriend because he’s too loud. Bakugou quietly snarls at the redhead before lowering his voice only slightly. “Keep your eyes open, Deku.” Bakugou’s voice is stern and Midoriya reluctantly opens his eyes. 

“But the room is spinning, Kaccha,” Midoriya’s head shakes side to side against the thin pillow.

“Dammit,” Bakugou curses. “Shitty Hair, go get the medic.” Kirishima darts out the door and Bakugou stands, laying a gentle hand on Midoriya’s shoulder. “Just keep your eyes open and focus on me, nerd,” Midoriya stops moving his head and faces Bakugou. His pupils are blown wide and for just a moment, Bakugou is worried about his friends health. 

“Thanks Kaccha,” Midoriya’s hand flops across his torso, trying to reach the blonde’s touch. “You’re so nice.” Bakugou flushes at the compliment and clicks his teeth. 

“Shut up, nerd.” Bakugou demands and taps his foot, anxious for his boyfriend’s return. 

Moments later, Kirishima jogs back into the room, a medic and Todoroki close behind. 

“Hello, Mr. Midoriya, my name is Jason, how’re you feeling?” The medic takes Bakugou’s spot as the blonde steps backwards, but stays close to Midoriya. 

“Ggggreat!” Midoriya says enthusiastically and Kirishima snorts behind his hand, causing Todoroki to smack him in the side, eliciting a soft “ow” from the redhead. 

“I’m glad to hear that. I assume you’re tired?” Midoriya nods quickly then suddenly stops, eyes wide. “Don’t move too much, or you’ll get dizzy.” Midoriya responds with a soft okay and glances around the room. When he notices Todoroki, he points at the male with a wide grin.

“It’s you!” Midoriya yells trying to sit up, but Bakugou holds him down. The blonde looks at Todoroki and nods his head, beckoning the athlete over. 

Todoroki walks closer nervously. “H-Hi,” He whispers before coughing into his fist. “Hello, I’m Shouto Todoroki.” he introduces himself formally and Midoriya beams.

“‘M ‘Zuku Midoriya!” His words are becoming clearer, but the slurring is still prominent. Todoroki’s lips twitch to a smile, but then quickly form into a frown. 

“I’m really sorry,” Todoroki looks at his shoes with sad eyes. Midoriya quirks an eyebrow in confusion. 

“For what?” Kirishima and the medic both chuckle under their breath while Todoroki sighs heavily. 

“My foul ball is what hit you and now you’re here,” Todoroki explains, a pink dusting his cheeks. 

“What’s a foul ball?” Midoriya overlooks every other part of that sentence, focusing solely on the baseball term that he didn’t know. Bakugou snorts. 

“It’s when the ball is hit off the bat into foul territory,” Bakugou explains rolling his eyes. Midoriya looks up and back to his best friend. 

“What’s foul territory?” Bakugou’s nostrils flare in annoyance and Todoroki speaks up before the blonde can freak out. 

“What matters is that I hit the ball that hit you and I’m sorry,” Midoriya looks back and stares at the pitcher for a couple long moments, as Todoroki shrinks slightly under the intense gaze. 

“That’s okay!” Midoriya exclaims. “You’re cute, so it’s alright!” Midoriya smiles so wide his eyes crinkle. 

The room goes deadly silent before Bakugou bursts out laughing. 

“Oh my God, that’s great,” Wiping a fake tear from his eye, Bakugou continues to chuckle freely. “He’s been crushing on you since looking at your profile and would never have the balls to tell you that without being fucked up.” Bakugou cackles loudly and clutches at his stomach. Midoriya starts giggling too. 

“He’s right,” Midoriya admits and finally Todoroki cracks a smile. 

“I-I’m flattered,” Todoroki says. The room is quiet shortly after as Todoroki and Midoriya look at each other, the athlete wearing a shy smile and the injured sporting a goofy grin. 

“Alright,” The EMT breaks the silence and everyone jumps slightly. “Mr. Midoriya, I’m going to send you home with some pain killers and a couple ice packs. Do you have someone to help take care of you?” Todoroki backs away from the bed, standing against the wall across from Midoriya so he could be out of the way. 

“Yeah,” Bakugou speaks up. “He lives with me and Ei.” Kirishima grins at his boyfriend, causing the blonde to flush and glare back. 

“Great! So if he has any more problems, do not hesitate to bring him to the emergency room. Thankfully he didn’t suffer too badly from the hit, and will probably have a nasty bump for a couple days.” At that, Midoriya touches the lump on the side of his head before wincing. 

Bakugou nods before bending over and picking up Midoriya’s backpack. “Ready to go, nerd?” 

Midoriya slowly sits up and nods. Bakugou gestures for the male to slip off the bed as Kirishima, Bakugou, and Midoriya make their way out of the first aid room.

-

They’re reaching the gates to exit the stadium when a distant voice floods the three’s ears. 

“Midoriya!” Todoroki jogs up to the group and stops in front of the freckled male. “C-Can I have your number?” Midoriya’s eyes widen. “Y-Ya know, to make sure you’re okay.” Todoroki stutters, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 

“Don’t you have Ei’s number to do tha-” Bakugou’s cut off by Kirishima’s hand on his mouth. The blonde grunts and Kirishima gives him a look to shut up. 

“O-Okay,” Midoriya agrees, voice small as his concussion-induced confidence fades. 

The two exchange numbers before Midoriya follows Bakugou and Kirishima out of the stadium, glancing back at the handsome pitcher who stands watching the trio leave, a tiny smile gracing his features.

While Bakugou and Kirishima bicker about what they want for dinner, Midoriya thinks, I can get into baseball. 

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