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Izuku Midoriya has a problem. A huge, embarrassing problem. He hates it, but he can’t help it. His problem? Blushing.
Top ten things that make him blush:
1) Being praised or complimented
2) Making a mistake in class
3) All Might paying attention to him in front of others
4) Classmates changing in front of him
5) Kacchan talking to him
6) Someone whispering in his ear
7) Kacchan looking at him
8) Midnight-Sensei doing basically anything
9) Kacchan’s biceps
10) Kacchan existing
So, it’s a real problem, and the worst part is that the girls in class always point it out. That makes him blush even more until his face feels like it’s going to explode! He needs to do something to stop the blushing from happening. It has gotten a thousand times worse since he realized he has a huge crush on his childhood frenemy/rival. Whenever Kacchan enters the room, Izuku feels all the blood rush to his face in horror. He prays Kacchan hasn’t made the connection yet. Normally Kacchan isn’t aware of things like other people’s emotions, so chances are he may be okay for now. It’s only a matter of time before one of his classmates figures it out, so he needs to take charge of this situation before it’s too late! Plus Ultra!
Izuku lays back on his bed, phone in hand. He searches for “How to stop blushing.” Wow! Lots of hits. He feels slightly better knowing thousands of other people are in the same boat.
The first page he clicks on sounds promising. “Ten Ways to Stop Blushing.” Perfect! He sends the article to his printer and sticks it on the wall beside his mirror. He decides to try one method daily and see which is most effective.
(‘-’*) Day One - Deep Breathing
According to the article, breathing in slowly through his nose and out through his mouth should slow down the process of the blood rushing to his face. Perfect! He can handle this. He finds a YouTube video with a yoga instructor demonstrating deep breathing skills. He inhales deeply through his nose and out through his mouth. Ah! He feels calm already. He practices for a while longer until he feels ready to face the day.
He gathers his belongings and heads out the door, hoping not to see anyone. Unfortunately, Mineta is hanging around outside his room.
“Midoriya, come here.” he creepily stage whispers.
“W-what do you want, Mineta?” he asks suspiciously.
“Come to my room for a minute; I wanna show you something.” Mineta lisps.
Izuku sighs. “Okay fine, but we need to get going to class.”
Against his better judgement, he follows Mineta into his creepy room, and Mineta points at his laptop. Izuku leans down to look at the screen and then gasps. Oh no! Someone has drawn disgusting fan art of Midnight and All Might together! Izuku backs away from the laptop in a panic, shrieking, “Turn it off, Mineta!”
Mineta starts laughing his head off, and Izuku immediately feels his face heating up. Crap! He has to practice the technique immediately. He starts inhaling deeply through his nose, pursing his lips, and breathing out his mouth. He is so busy concentrating on his inhalations that he doesn’t notice he is still in Mineta’s room. He breaths in and out, “Ahhh... haaaaaa,” trying to calm down the burning in his cheeks.
“Why are you breathing heavily like a pervert, Midoriya? You like this, huh? If that’s the case, I have a great one of Mount Lady...”
“No!” Izuku shrieks and runs out of the room and down the hall. He can hear Mineta’s cackling laughter following him as he goes.
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They are in class, and Izuku is trying to avoid Mineta behind him. He is staring at his paper and trying not to think of the disturbing drawing that idiot showed him. He is also trying to avoid looking at the back of Kacchan’s head in front of him. Basically,y he is frozen in place and trying not to turn his head.
Aizawa is late for some reason,n and the class starts goofing off. Kirishima tosses a paper wad at Sero, and Kaminari and Mina giggle about something. Izuku prays to All Might or whoever may be listening that Aizawa will get there soon before Mineta can...
“Hey, guys!” Izuku hears the dreaded voice behind him. “Did you know Midoriya’s a perv?”
The class breaks out in surprised laughter, and everyone gathers around their desks. No! Izuku feels his face getting even hotter than usual.
“N-no! It’s not true!” he chokes.
Kacchan whips around to glare at him.
“Hah? Deku, you creeper, what did you do?”
Izuku can only let out a small “meep” and hide his face in his arms. He wouldn’t mind being sucked into a portal right about now...
“Izuku-Kun is not a pervert! He’s the nicest boy in the class!” exclaims Ochaco loyally. This, of course, only makes Izuku blush harder
Izuku tries deep breathing again. In through the nose for a count of four, out through the mouth for a count of seven... okay... he is calming down...
“Why the hell are you breathing like that, you creep?” Kacchan asks disgustedly. Ah! This is not working!
“Midoriya got all hot and bothered looking at a sexy picture of Midnight.” Mineta snickers.
There are a bunch of hoots and hollers and maniacal laughter. Kacchan is glaring at him angrily for some reason. The girls in the class also seem to be glaring at him.
“Wow, can I see it?” Kaminari asks and is immediately smacked in the arm by Mina.
“Really, that’s most inappropriate, Midoriya! You should not be disrespecting our female teachers in such a manner!” Iida shouts, karate-chopping the air.
“N-no! It wasn’t like that! It was Midnight-Sensei and All Might...” Izuku starts, and Hagakure screams “Gross!” across the room; everyone is hysterical.
“It was Mineta’s; he showed it to me on his laptop... I swear I-I didn’t like it, I ran out...” Izuku sputters, his face burning.
“Sure, Midoriya. Whatever you say.” Mineta smirks, for once not the butt of everyone’s jokes.
Just then, Aizawa walks in, and Izuku slinks down into his seat as much as he can. He hears a “Tch.” from Kacchan, who is shaking his head, probably in disgust.
“Why is this my life?” Izuku thinks. Deep breathing is not the answer. Well, tomorrow is another day. Hopefully whatever he tries will be the answer to his prayers.