Then I won't

"On the contrary, it makes me want to get to know you better. Just because I barely know you don't mean these feelings I harbor for you aren't genuine. I know for the fact that I fell in love with the Midoriya who greets me with a welcoming smile when I arrive at Café Perry, the Midoriya who serves me coffee every day, the Midoriya who mumbles when he gets nervous. The Midoriya who is the embodiment of what Uraraka describes as a 'cinnamon roll'.

"Yet, I also want to get to know this Midoriya from a while ago that had a forlorn expression on his face, the Midoriya who's insecure about people's opinions about him, the Midoriya who tied me up on a bedpost and still had the capability to ask for my consent when he was completely drunk, the Midoriya who has a dark past yet he's trying to change himself to be a better person in the present."

"Todoroki-kun," Midoriya whispers, tears brimming in his eyelids.

"I want to get to know him." Todoroki leans his forehead against his. "Will you introduce me to him?"

Midoriya nods, sobbing.

"I'm still sorry about forcing myself on you that night, no matter what you say, okay?" He stubbornly insists.

The edges of Todoroki's lips form a slight curve. "So do I. We both did wrong. We're both sorry for hurting one another. That's what matters."

They both nod in mutual agreement. Soon, the room is veiled with a comforting sense of silence. They sit on the bed, enjoying each other's warmth against their touching skin.

"So..." Midoriya trails off. "Do you reciprocate my feelings?"

"I've told you I liked you months earlier than you did!" Todoroki frowns. "For three months I thought you didn't like me back!"

"I want to hear it from you... Now." He says, having the audacity to sound so coy when his words are so bold.

"I love you,"

Midoriya chokes.

Todoroki tilts his head to the side, like a blank looking puppy.

"I was expecting you to act s-s-shy at first," Midoriya stammers. "but you just blurted it out like it was no big deal!"

"I just noticed that I didn't actually tell you back then, I merely implied my feelings towards you." Todoroki hums to himself, not really answering Midoriya's statement in any way.

"How are you so chill and straightforward about this?"

"Would you prefer I do a Souseki Natsume and say, 'The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it'?"

"First of all, it's 3 in the afternoon. Second of all, wow, you sarcastic asshole."

"I wasn't being sarcastic!" Yet, Todoroki is uncharacteristically cracking up.

Midoriya crosses his arms, puffing his cheeks up while releasing a soft 'hmmp'. Todoroki tries to raffle his messy hair but Midoriya immediately slaps it off and hisses.

"There, there." He comforts, only to make Midoriya more annoyed.

Once the laughter finally settles down, Midoriya speaks again.

"Todoroki-kun, I will still meet up with Kacchan."

Todoroki's bichromatic eyes harden, pursing his lips together. Seeing the intense expression he wore, Midoriya readies his speech on why this is a necessary action for their relationship to succeed. It takes Todoroki a full minute to respond.

"I understand."

Midoriya opens his mouth and abruptly closes it, shock evident in his face. "You do?"

Todoroki nods. "I know you need closure, 'else you're going to be stuck in the past, just like my parents. I love you, Midoriya. And if this is what brings peace to your soul, then I will fully support you."

"Todoroki-kun," Midoriya embraces him tightly. "thank you for understanding--"

"Shouto."

He pulls away.

"What?"

"Call me, Shouto." Shouto says, "We are technically dating, it's a little bit odd that we refer to one another on a last name basis."

"You're right," Midoriya nods with a bright grin, due to the fact that Shouto just confirmed that they're dating. "Then you can call me..."

"Deku," He interjects.

Forest colored eyes widen. "That's... Sudden."

"I want to take the exclusivity of the name from Bakugo." Todoroki says with a straight face, little did he know he might as well be proposing to Deku right then and there. "You're my Deku now."

"God, you're embarrassing." Deku covers his face with his palms, hiding his burning hot cheeks from the one who caused it.

"Am I?" Shouto leans into his ear, his warm breath sending shivers down Deku's spine.

"Don't be such a tease."

"Then I won't," Shouto smirks.