I tried.... I really did.... But like... this is such a great idea, and I haven't seen it yet, and I'm honestly very surprised.... It will be a oneshot though! (Hopefully...)

Uni and Kree: Liar.

me: I'M GOING TO TRY, OKAY?!! NO RECOVERY!-! MIDORIYA, YOU GET RAPED!-!

Deku: What?!-!

me: AND YOU GET NO RECOVERY TIME!-!-!

Deku: WHAT?!-!-!-!

me: Now without further adieu~~~ First up is what we should've gotten in the canon manga but didn't, and then we'll get to the initial idea that I couldn't ignore. (Maybe I'll split them up?)

Kree (to Uni): Already isn't committed.

Uni: Of course.

me: HEY!-!-! WHAT I MEAN IS, IT'LL BE FINISHED AFTER THE IDEA IS FINISHED!-!-! AND IT WILL BE QUICK!-!(?)

I timidly glanced inside the room, and all talking slowly ceased. I gulped and entered.

Of course they react like that....

Whispering and murmuring started.

"Isn't that in 1-A?"

"What's he doing here?"

"Probably to boast about his victory yesterday?"

"No, the way he's carrying himself... He's so timid and nervous!"

"Still, we should keep our guard up.... He's in 1-A after all...."

"Maybe it's a freight?"

"Umm..." I started, finally reaching my destination. He raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing here, Midoriya?" I gulped but stayed silent at his speaking. "..." he seemed to catch on and added, "Don't worry; I won't use my Quirk."

"..." I breathed out, letting some of the tension in my shoulders leave. I finally lifted my gaze to his. "I... I just wanted to say... that maybe... maybe it's stupid coming from me, but I... I really wanted to tell you that... that I know what... what you mean.... What you said yesterday, I mean... I... I wasn't able to tell... tell you yesterday, but... I... I know...! What it's like to... to be jealous of... of people with natural born quirks.... I know what it feels like... to--to regret admiring something you just naturally admired.... I... I understand... what you meant by that, and I... I wanted to tell you good luck!!" I raised my gaze to his again, "You belong in the Hero Course..., Shinsou-kun!"

He stared back at me with slightly widened eyes. "You... You came all the way over here... just to tell me that?"

"Y--Yes! It was very important to me!" I declared, determined. I smiled {cutely}, "You and I are a lot alike, Shinsou-kun."

He blinked at me. Was he... blushing?-?

No, no, I must be mistaken....

"... Midoriya. Do you want to... exchange numbers...?"

"H--Huh? Oh, uh... s--sure, Shinsou-kun." I smiled.

I guess that means we're friends now...!

Shinsou's P.O.V.

Myfirstnumberinmyphonethatisn'tfamilymyfirstnumberinmyphone--myfirstfriendohmyG*dthisguy'sadorablehissmile'ssocutehecameallthiswayforMEforME

Oh my G*d.

I want to f*ck his pretty little face.

Later...

Deku's P.O.V.

I am so regretting giving Shinsou my number....

He has literally been spamming me with cat photos and nonsense for hours.

FOR HOURS!-!

Hey, do you want to come to my house? We can hang out. I have a cute cat we can play with.

Shinsou-kun, it is four a.m.. I want to sleep.

A few seconds passed as my sleep-deprived eyes stared at the screen. I thought he FINALLY stopped, but lo and behold...

I can't sleep. I have insomnia and nightmares. Please can you come over?-? Maybe I'd have an easier time sleeping then?-?

I put my phone down. I laid down on my stomach. And I slammed my head repeatedly into the pillow, screaming.

I still ended up asking for his address.

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"You better sleep, Shinsou-kun..."

"I will; I will," he laughed, "Man, you and your sleep... Who needs sleep?-?"

EVERYONE!-!-!

I followed Shinsou-kun into his bedroom, glancing around.

"Where are your parents?" I asked him.

"Hm? Oh, they're in bed. Dad's probably on his phone."

AT FOUR A.M.?!-!-!

Oh wait, no, now it's five.... Great...

How does he function like this?!-!

"I normally just look at cat photos all night. I'm glad I have you to talk to now, Midoriya," he went on.

YOU MIGHT NOT HAVE ME MUCH LONGER IF YOU KEEP THIS UP!-!-!

"How often do you sleep?!-!" I hissed.

He shrugged, "Once a week maybe? I don't know."

ONCE A WEEK?!-!-!

"No, no, that can't be possible; no one can last that long without sleeping; that's absurd!-!"

I noticed Shinsou-kun blinking at me. His cheeks... are they flushed?-?

No, no, can't be.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, just... your mumbling..." his cheeks seemed to pinken more, "it's super cute."

"Huh.?" I stared at him lamely.

You're weirding me out, Shinsou-kun....

"Never mind; forget I said that," he mumbled and walked into his room.

"So..." I glanced around, "Where should I slee--..." I stared lamely at Shinsou-kun, who had plopped down on the bed and was ushering me over with a grin.

"Just sleep on here, Midoriya; it's fine."

Um... you just called my mumbling 'cute....' Even Kacchan and I would sleep in different futons!-!

... I also clearly remember waking up to him on my waist, screaming about me being 'too d*mn loud' and threatening to blow me up, to which I started crying, and my mom or his mom (whoever we were staying with) would come running in.

"I'll just sleep on the floo--" I began, setting up my blanket on the floor, but Shinsou-kun called my name. "Yes?" I looked up.

I didn't remember anything after that.

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Chirp. Chirp.

"..." {Deku}

"Zzzzz..."

What... What happened...? The last thing I remember...

I shifted my eyes to my right weirdly, where Shinsou-kun was sleeping. Where is his shirt? He's sleeping peacefully, as if he was never so hyper last night....

He actually looks innocent...

Even though I'm sure he used his Quirk on me last night to get in bed with him!-!

What the h*ll?-?-?

I looked down at myself, yelping when I noticed I didn't have a shirt either.

"Hmn...? Midoriya...?" Shinsou-kun rubbed his eyes, sitting up sideways. He blinked blearily at me before giving me a lop sided grin, "G'morning..."

"Shinsou-kun... why don't I have a shirt?"

"Hm? Oh, that? You took a shower...." He sat up properly and yawned, stretching.

I warily lifted the covers to glance at my bottom half. I had no pants, but I did have underwear....

"And why... did I take a shower...?" I looked at Shinsou-kun suspiciously.

"I told you to 'cause I assumed you hadn't last night..." he murmured sleepily. "I need my coffee; I'm not awake enough for all these questions...."

"SHINSOU-KUN!-!" I grabbed his shoulders, "I DON'T CARE IF THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR QUESTIONS!-! WHY ON EARTH DIDN'T YOU JUST LET ME SLEEP ON THE FLOOR?!-!"

"Because it's uncomfortable..." his head lolled back.

"DON'T FALL ASLEEP!-!"

"It's useless," I heard a different voice speak from behind me, and I glared at the person suspiciously. "Whoa, how'd Hitoshi even pick someone like you up...?"

"He didn't pick me up!-!" I insisted.

"Yeah, whatever," he yawned, "Anyway, it's useless. Hitoshi's still half-asleep, and he won't wake up until he gets his coffee...." The man that looked like Shinsou-kun gave me a lop sided grin, "I'm the same way. I must say though; this is an odd way to find out my son's gay...."

"WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!-!-!" I screamed. My face felt like it was on fire!-!

"Stop screamin', Midoriya..." Shinsou-kun murmured, waving his hand around as if he was trying to -- I don't even know....

"So Midoriya's your name, huh? Take care of my son. Otherwise, you don't have my permission to date him."

"WE AREN'T DATING!-!-!" I screamed.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but neither of you have a shirt."

"SHINSOU-KUN SAID HE MADE ME TAKE A SHOWER!-! THAT'S ALL!-!-!-!"

"Riiiight," the man replied, clearly not believing me, and I seethed. I pushed Shinsou-kun out of my grasp and hurried out of bed, grabbing my clothes and putting them on as I rushed out the door. I heard Shinsou-kun snoring as I left. "Bye, my son's first friend-slash-boyfriend!-!"

"I'M SINGLE!-!-!-!" I screamed at the man.

G*d...!-!-!

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I am aching. And it is lunchtime.

I stared at the tables filling with chattering students.

"Oh, Deku-kun!-! I was wondering where you were at!-!" Uraraka-san smiled at me, walking over.

But I was pent up with frustration.

And I walked straight past her, spotting someone I could take my frustration out on.

It was probably the worst decision I've ever made in my life.

I grabbed Kacchan's collar and screamed in his face. I panted after my screaming fit and realized my mistake.

Kacchan was clearly VERY angry at me.

And he had a right to be....

"You wanna tell me what the h*ll that was for, dipsh*t?" he ground out, twitching in anger.

"A--Ah, I--I'm sssorry, {<- on purpose} K--K--Kacchan--" I quivered, backing away, "I--I just had a bad night, and I--I went to bed really late, and I--I woke up really late, and I--I--"

I CLEARLY AM NOT THINKING!-!

"I--I didn't mean to--to do that; I--I was just... I--I'm frustrated, and I--"

And that is how I ended up getting sent to Recovery Girl that day.

Okay, so... I initially had smut planned, but uh... yeah. Didn't have smut. Sooo... Unless readers ask, it stays like this.

DO Y'ALL WANT SMUT?-?-?