9: Deku
Instead of answering his question, I grabbed Todoroki's wrist, and dragged him into my room, then shut the door. "I assume this means you want to talk." Todoroki didn't phrase it as a question. "More like need." I said, sitting on the bed, and gesturing for him to sit next to me. Once he did, I rambled. "I thought he wouldn't find me, but he did, and I was the first one he found, so he kissed me, and I lost my brain for a minute-" "Midoriya." Todoroki interrupted, smiling softly. "How did it feel?" I thought on that for a moment. "It felt like he meant it, like it was real, and it felt like fireworks were going off in my head." "Hmm. Interesting." I laid back on the bed, the only memory in my mind, as of now, was of Bakugo kissing me. How his lips felt against mine, how it had made my worried and thoughts melt away, how it had driven me crazy. "Why is it interesting?" Todoroki looked back at me, a hand on his chin. "You said it felt like Bakugo meant it, like it was a real kiss. Midoriya, what if...he likes you too?"