~Third Person P.O.V~ 

*Edited*

Izuku woke up to the sound of his alarm blaring in his ears, he groaned, rolling over to the nearest heat source. He wrapped his arms around something, he wasn't sure what, just that is was extremely warm and firm- it comforted him.   

"Deku why the fuck is your alarm set so damn early?" Katsuki growled, reaching over to angrily turn the device off.

He bolted up, wide-eyed and still slightly tired, looking back and forth between Katsuki and Shoto- who was still peacefully sleeping.

"What the hell are you guys doing in my bed?!" He shouts, causing the duel-haired teen to groan. Izuku was freaking out, to say the least, but could you blame him? He was half-sleep, and two guys were in his bed- like it was nothing!

"It's too early for your voice, can you please shut up?" Shoto whined, wrapping an arm around the smaller boys waist and pulling him to his chest.

'Okay, that's new- don't blush, don't blush.'

But, much to his irritation, he did, in fact, blush...a very noticeable red. Again, could you blame him?

"No fucking way, are you...blushing, Deku?" Katsuki taunted, propping himself up on his elbows, a sardonic eyebrow cocked.

Izuku scoffed, successfully wiggling out of Shoto's firm grasp, and crawling out of bed. "Why are you guys still here?" He yawned, walking towards the mirror in the corner.

"Because our moms didn't want to wake you up," Shoto replied, amusement slowly edging its way into his tone.

The freckled teen stopped in his tracks, throwing a side glance to both of the boys on his bed, "What the heck are you talking about?"

"Every time one of us got up you would start crying in your sleep Deku." Katsuki laughed, enjoying the embarrassed look that garnished the shorter boys' features.

"Liar." 

"He isn't lying to you." Shoto shot back.

"Both of you. Liars." Izuku refused to believe it, they were toying with him- trying to get under his skin. Clearly, the two enjoyed getting a rise or embarrassing him, this was just another one of those pranks. Right?

"Whatever you say Deku." Katsuki grinned, folding his arms around his chest.

Rolling his eyes, Izuku turns his attention back to the mirror, groaning in disgust at how he looks. His curls are messy, more so than usual, one side sticking up more than the other- his lips looked chapped, not too noticeable but nevertheless still there. Dark lurid circles remained evident under his eyes, making him wonder how the two boys haven't laughed at him yet.

He begins searching for his second uniform, mentally thanking the school for providing students with two. Then it struck him-

"What are you guys-" He turned to look at the two, only to soon realize they were in casual pajamas, causing him to stare in confusion. "When did you guys have time to get night clothes?"

"My mother brought some for us," Shoto replied, his monotone voice coming back into play.

"And what about uniforms?" Izuku pressed, slowly raising an eyebrow.

"Don't worry so much about it Deku, we have everything we need so cool it." Katsuki dismissed, scrolling through his phone.

Izuku huffed, grabbing the extra uniform and trudging tiredly off to the bathroom in his room. Quickly, he got in the shower, letting the hot water untangle the knots in his back and relax his nerves. Taking his time with scrubbing and washing his hair, finally being in a more secluded place to figure out a plan.

He knew he couldn't just flat out ask his friends about the two boys, that would raise some red flags. Asking the Shoto and Katsuki himself was definitely out of the picture- he would magically find some way to humiliate himself.

So he chose to play it safe, unfortunately, this also meant having to wait at least a week or two- let the others get comfortable enough with him before he starts asking questions.

Yeah, he could wait that long...right?

He stepped out, swiftly slipping his clean clothes on, wrapping his towel around his shoulders to catch any water droplets that fell from his hair. Izuku looked at himself in the mirror again, his circles were still there, not too evident now, he nearly laughed when he seen his hair- which was now matted down straight, not a curl in sight.

When he walked out Shoto and Katsuki already had on their uniforms, their hair still damp as well.

"Did you guys use my moms' shower?" Izuku snorted, slipping on a red shoe.

"It's a possibility," Shoto said quietly, his lips twitching in levity.

He shot the boys an incredulous smile, shaking his head with a soft chuckle.

"Don't fucking judge us, her shampoo smells really fucking nice, okay?" Katsuki huffed, angrily glaring at his tie- before giving up on it and tossing it to the side. "Besides you take too damn long in the shower."

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School went on as normal as ever, Izuku, Himiko, and Mina had talked in between passing periods when none of his friends were there of course- exchanging numbers and such.

It was his second day, and he was bombarded with homework, on top of that- this so-called 'Semester Assignment' was the talk of the school, apparently all first years were receiving it, regular courses and AP. Everyone was excited about it, Aizawa hadn't told his class yet but they knew he was putting them in groups- unfortunately for Izuku.

He likes to work alone for things, people annoy him. (A/N I legit said, "That's a mood." while writing this part, it's like it was wired into my brain to just say it. What has the internet done to me?)

Lunch was, entertaining, to say the least. 

Katsuki and who Izuku came to know as Kirishima, had got into an argument, which ended in Kirishima having a busted lip, and Katsuki a bruised cheekbone. But what really surprised Izuku, was that after the fight, they laughed.

They. Fucking. Laughed.

And then they sat down and held a conversation as if nothing happened. 

'What the hell is wrong with the kids here?' Izuku thought, rubbing his temples.

Finally, last period rolled around, everyone buzzed with excitement awaiting for Aizawa to explain the project and assign groups or let them pick their own groups. Izuku sat took his seat, tapping the end of his pen on the desk- not really caring for any of it, he just wanted to get it out of the way.

"Alright you little shits, settle down!" Aizawa said, rubbing his eyes in either irritation or tiredness. "I'm sure you've all heard about the semester assignment by now, right?"

Everyone nodded in confirmation, their enthusiasm bubbling by the minute.

"Good. This assignment is worth seventy percent of your grade, Principal Nezu wants all of you first-years to get to know each other or some shit- so he made us give this to you. It's relatively easy, you will be in groups of three, one of them will be a group of four, and you are to get to know everyone in your group." He explained, taking a seat before continuing. "Then, you are to write an essay, listing all of their pros and what you think about them. You have three months to complete this assignment, and seeing as though you will have to write an essay about two, three people for some of you, I suggest you get started quickly." 

This earned a few groans from the class, the excitement being killed in an instant- Izuku was just hoping he didn't get the group of four.

Group #1: Yuga Aoyama, Tsuyu Asui, and Tenya Lida

Group #2: Ochaco Uraraka, Mashiroa Ojiro, and Eijirou Kirishima

Group #3:  Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, and Shoto Todoroki

Izuku blanched, inwardly groaning at the sight of his name being next to Katsuki and Shoto's. Why did it have to be them? He would have been fine with being partners with Mineta over them. 

Katsuki smirked, while Shoto's face remained unreadable to the green-eyed teen, whereas Katsuki could tell his boyfriend was excited.   

'This is going to be interesting.'

Hey guys!! 

Well, I'm on spring break so um yay? Can I vent to you guys real quick? Yeah- okay.

So yesterday, I was working on how chapter 5 was going to go, jotting down some notes and what-not. Then my mom comes in, yells at me, I guess because she felt like I spent too much time writing- then when I tried to tell her how much I love and care for writing, she basically said she didn't care about it, therefore, it didn't matter. And I was in a real piss mood from the until this afternoon, because she basically just said she didn't care about something that mattered to me. Then I couldn't sleep, which is why I ended up posting chapter 5 at two in the morning. 

Anywho, how are you guys doing?

Until we meet again!!!