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"Goddamn it, rain!' Kirishima curses while looking outside with a scowl on his face. "When is this damn weather gonna let up?"
The rest of the class muttered various depressed agreements at the terrible weather with numerous coughs and sniffles mixed in. Today was the third day in a row of terrible weather - heavy rain and winds had left lots of people sick. One of which, was missing from class today, due to coming down with a particularly bad cold. Midoriya had not made it back to the dorms before the bad weather pulled in, and ended up drenched by the heavy rain.
Shinso sighed while looking out the window. The seat in front of his was empty, Midoriya having being ordered by an exasperated Recovery Girl to spend the day in bed resting. Not that he would likely be missing much, since the weather pretty much ruled out any hero training. The grounds were uninhabitable.
"Ok you lot, shut up. I'm taking role call," echoed Aizawa-sensei's tired voice through the room as he slid inside, wrapped up in his favourite sleeping bag. If possible, the groans got even louder.
Once roll call was done, Aizawa-sensei informed the class that they would be substituting their usual hero practical class for the day with research project. Bakugo had almost blown up the room, but Aizawa Sensei, in a less than happy tone, reminded him that they were behind in their study work because someone had blown up the class projector the other day. Bakugo grumbled and gave up.
Shinso didn't really care either way. The assigned task was for each class member to research one hero rule and then present their findings to the class. Figuring it'd be better to just get it over and done with, Shinso moved to begin his work. They had each been given permission to use their school laptops for the task. As shindo pulled his out he saw a message notification from Midoriya popping up.
My fucking cinnamon apple: Shinsooooo help :(
Shinsotiredofurshit: What
My fucking cinnamon apple: I'm so bored
Shinsotiredofurshit: Recovery Girl told you to rest, dumbass
My fucking cinnamon apple: Ik but
My fucking cinnamon apple: I'm tired of resting
Shinsotiredofurshit: Can't relate. How does that feel.
My fucking cinnamon apple: You need to pick up better sleeping habits!!
My fucking cinnamon apple: Wait, aren't you supposed to be having practical hero course work rn?
Shinsotiredofurshit: Have you looked outside? How fried is your brain Midoriya
My fucking cinnamon apple: Haha oh.. right
My fucking cinnamon apple: So what are you doing on your laptop then?
Shinsotiredofurshit: Well, i'm supposed to be working on a presentation
My fucking cinnamon apple: Oh no! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt you!!
Shinso snorted out loud, his best friend truley lived up to his chat name.
Shinsotiredofurshit: dw its easy anyway, i can prolly get it done in 10 and then message you back so you won't feel guilty?
My fucking cinnamon apple: Ah ok! :)
True to his word, Shinso finished making the short in the next few minutes. Opening up the chat again, after checking that Aizawa Senei wouldn't see him, he messaged Midoriya.
Shinsotiredofurshit: I'm done
My fucking cinnamon apple: Same
My fucking cinnamon apple: Wake me up
Shinsotiredofurshit: W a k e m e u p i ns i d e
My fucking cinnamon apple: c A nT w A K e U P
Shinsotiredofurshit: When i first met you at the sports festival i never thought you would be such a goddamn emo Midoriya
My fucking cinnamon apple: My brand
My fucking cinnamon apple: Anyway, I was thinking
My fucking cinnamon apple: If i'm the class cinnamon apple
My fucking cinnamon apple: What's everyone else?
Shinsotiredofurshit: Well, Ojiro's a furry
My fucking cinnamon apple: My boy did not go through your quirk at the sports tournament & forgive u with a big heart to be slandered like this
Shinsotiredofurshit: ... He's a cinnamon roll ...
My fucking cinnamon apple: The t r u t h
My fucking cinnamon apple: Aoyama is my gay prince
Shinsotiredofurshit: ? Thought that was Todoroki??
My fucking cinnamon apple: SHUT
Shinsotriedofurshit: In this house we only speak the truth midoriya shounen
My fucking cinnamon apple: Stop only dad gets to call me that
Shinsotriedofurshit: All Might is best dad
My fucking cinnamon apple: You bet ur disfunctional ass he is
Shinsotriedofurshit: He looks like a buff donald trump tho...
My fucking cinnamon apple: Blocked
Shinsotriedofurshit: Soz
"Ok everyone," Aizawa-sensei's voice cut through the room, "We'll start presentations now going in order of seat number. Aoyama, you're up first."
My fucking cinnamon apple: >:((((
Shinsotriedofurshit: The presentations are starting
My fucking cinnamon apple: Oh! Do you have to go then ?
Shinsotriedofurshit: Nah Aizawa-sensei doesn't give a shit
My fucking cinnamon apple: Big mood
Shinsotriedofurshit: Stop
My fucking cinnamon apple: No, i'm in a bad mood
Shinsotriedofurshit: Don't be mad. You can see ur boyfriend after school
My fucking cinnamon apple: S t o p d o n t e x p o s e mY gAY Ass :/
Shinsotriedofurshit: I s2g if the class knew half the shit u say to me in this chat we'd have to change ur honorary title
My fucking cinnamon apple: :(( It's not my fault i love todoroki have you met him
My fucking cinnamon apple: I want to protecccc
Shinsotriedofurshit: Well you can't do that when your stuck in bed sick so rest
My fucking cinnamon apple: You're***
My fucking cinnamon apple: I already broke like half the bones in my body for him. A cold won't stop me
Shinsotriedofurshit: Hm
Shinsotriedofurshit: Well I think Todoroki didn't mind last night anyway
My fucking cinnamon apple: ??
Shinsotriedofurshit: Did you not see his face when you came in with a transparent shirt and flushed cheeks
Midoriya's All Might icon showed that he was typing and deleting his message, so Shinso glanced up waiting for him to reply. The presentations were going along pretty quickly, but since he was seat 19, he'd be second to last.
My fucking cinnamon apple:
Shinsotriedofurshit: ?
My fucking cinnamon apple: google search how to control gay emotions
Shinsotriedofurshit: I'm not google
Shinsotriedofurshit: Btw have u ever thought that if u and Todoroki get married, Endeavor's gonna be your father in law
My fucking cinnamon apple: N o All Might will be our only dad
My fucking cinnamon apple: You know Endeavor's the reason i'm in a bad mood
My fucking cinnamon apple: I started asking u what u thought everyone else is because i was trying to figure out how to describe him
My fucking cinnamon apple: Like, the words on the tip of my tongue
My fucking cinnamon apple: But I just can't get it????
Shinsotriedofurshit: An asshole?
My fucking cinnamon apple: No
My fucking cinnamon apple: Well I mean yes, but it was some sort of food
Shinsotriedofurshit: ???
My fucking cinnamon apple: I saw some type of food and it reminded me of him!!!
The two spent the next few minutes trying to jog the shorter boy's memory, but Shinso's turn to present was coming up and the two were still stuck.
Shinsotriedofurshit: S i g h we're getting nowhere
Shinsotriedofurshit: Oh hey it's ur boyfriends turn
Shinsotriedofurshit: I'm up soon
My fucking cinnamon apple: I wish i was there to encourage him
Shinsotriedofurshit: Wow what about me
My fucking cinnamon apple: Hm I guess
Shinsotriedofurshit: How can you go from an angel to a devil so quick
My fucking cinnamon apple: :)
Shinsotriedofurshit: Ugh god hes done. I better just look over my project to make sure its alright before i go up
My fucking cinnamon apple: Pray that I will overcome my mental block and remember what food Endeavor reminds me off
Shinsotriedofurshit: Hm I guess
My fucking cinnamon apple: W a s t e d
Shinso quickly flicked through his work to check it was at least half decent. Satisfied, he yawned as Hagakure finished up and Bakugo begrudgingly got up to present. God, he couldn't wait to get back to the dorms and sleep. He was so damn tired.
Bakugo soon finished and it was Shinso's turn. Stepping up to the front of the class, he plugged in his laptop and waited for it to load onto the classroom projector. Shinso was just getting ready to click into his presentation when suddenly, a message came up on the top right of the screen.
My fucking cinnamon apple: ENDEAVOR IS A BURNT CHICKEN NUGGET
Shinso stared slack jawed at the screen, and then back up to the rest of the class. Some students snorted, trying to hide their laughter. Others looked shocked that Midoriya, the class angel, was capable of being so savage. Another message came up on his screen.
My fucking cinnamon apple: TSUYU AND I WERE TRYING TO COOK AND WE BURNT OUR NUGGETS THATS HOW I GOT THE IDEA IN MY HEAD
My fucking cinnamon apple: ENDEAVOR IS THE HUMAN VERSION OF THAT NUGGET
"It's true," Asui facepalmed as the whole class looked at the mentioned girl, "Midoriya looked at one of the burnt nugget and started laughing. I didn't understand at the time."
The whole class, by this point, had started laughing. Shinso looked down to the back of the classroom so see Todoroki, who, unlike the others, was just staring at the screen was a massive blush on his face. Shinso turned to look back at the projector and immediately saw why.
A loud, "OH MY GOD DEKU!" ripped through the laughter, as Uraraka pointed to the screen that was showing the two new messages that Midoriya had sent through.
My fucking cinnamon apple: Wow how is Todoroki so beautiful when his dad is a burnt chicken nugget
My fucking cinnamon apple: Top 10 questions scientists still don't have the answer to
A few squeals and wolf whistles started. Todoroki still looked like he was in the process of having a heart attack.
My fucking cinnamon apple: Shinso help how is he so pretty
My fucking cinnamon apple:
My fucking cinnamon apple: W A IT
My fucking cinnamon apple: U were going up to present your project...
My fucking cinnamon apple: SHINSO DID U TURN OFF SCREEN NOTIFICATIONS BEFORE U WENT UP TO PRESENT>>>??
My fucking cinnamon apple: Please tell me the whole class didn't just see that
My fucking cinnamon apple: Oh no
"Tell Deku it's fine Shinso! He made my day," Uraraka's hysterical voice came through the sea of chaos, soon accompanied by loud shouts of approval from the rest of the class. Shinso figured he should probably reply to stop Midoriya from going into an overthinking panic in his sickened state.
Shinsotiredofurshit: It's fine Midoriya
My fucking cinnamon apple: The only way it will be fine is if Todoroki did NOT just see me roast his father and then profess my love for him???
Shinsotiredofurshit: Dude, he can still see this
My fucking cinnamon apple:
My fucking cinnamon apple:
My fucking cinnamon apple: Guess I'll die
Seeing his last message, Todoroki's eyes widened and he quickly got up and ran out of the classroom. Aizawa-sensei let him go, noticing the slight worry on Todoroki's face. He then turned back to the rest of the class, fixing them with a glare.
"Why I haven't expelled you all yet," he started, " is a question I ask myself daily."
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Class let out a while later, after everyone had calmed down and promised Aizawa-sensei that they wouldn't harass the two embarrassed boys. Shinso had been asked by their teacher to carry Todoroki's bag back to the dorms, since he had forgotten it in his rush out of the classroom. Thinking back, Shinso was sure that it had still been raining pretty badly at the time Todoroki had run off.
Wondering whether the boy had gone somewhere in the school building or back to the dorms, Shinso headed to the dorms himself. He began his trip up to Todoroki's room on the fifth floor, but paused on the second. He peered over to Midoriya's door, which was slightly ajar. Looking down he could see that there were wet tracks leading up to it. Had Midoriya gone out in this weather? Did he hurt himself?
Shinso worriedly paced over to the door and entered the room. "Midoriya?" Shinso called out, but go no response. Said boy was cuddled up happily into the drenched body of Todoroki with a smile on his face, sleeping peacefully with the other.
'So that's where the water came from.'
Leaving Todoroki's bag near the door, Shinso smiled, as he quietly closed the door and walked back to his room.
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The next day Todoroki got a scolding from Recovery Girl for getting sick, and Midoriya was forced into a lecture on the dangers of cuddling his saturated boyfriend and getting sick all over again.