When we arrived at the dorms, Kacchan immediately scurried off to his room. Before he left, he pointed at Todoroki and mimed making out with someone. I felt my face heat up, I was so grateful that Todoroki's back was facing Kacchan, otherwise, the situation would have been 10x more embarrassing.  "Izuku, is your face ok?" Todoroki asked in concern, placing the back of his hand on my forehead. This action only caused my face to heat up even more. "Y-yeah, I'm fine! Just... It's hot in here! I'm going to go to my room, see you at dinner!" I yelled in a panic. I ran away from Todoroki, I didn't realise that he looked extremely disappointed. 

It took a while for me to calm down in my room. I worked diligently on my song to distract me from thinking about Todoroki. I knew that if I thought about him for even a second, I wouldn't be able to get my mind off of him. I strummed at my guitar strings, finding the perfect melody for my song. I wrote the bass, guitar and drum parts and was satisfied with the end results when there was a firm knock on my door. Knowing it could only be one in a limited pool of people, I called for the person to let themself in. My door slowly opened to reveal my Dad and Papa, peering in at me. My small smile widened upon seeing my parents. "Dad. Papa. What brings you to my room?" I asked as I set my guitar down and focused all of my attention on them.

My parents stepped into my room and lingered awkwardly in the entryway. They looked really out of place and nervous for some reason. "Is something wrong?" I immediately became concerned when not even Papa was saying anything. It was very rare that Papa didn't have something to say. "No! Nothing is wrong!" Papa assured me, quickly putting my concern to rest. "Well, you know that I proposed. We just wanted to make sure you were ok with it. We understand if your sceptical, you've only known about us being together for a few months and-" I cut Papa's ramblings off by pulling him into a hug. "You don't need to be worried, Papa, I'm really happy for you. I can't wait until you're married!" I assured Hizashi. Arms wrapped around my torso as my Papa returned my hug. We were hugging for a while before Papa yanked Dad into the hug as well. It was nice, just standing in a huddle hugging but it had to come to an end at some point. "We really should be getting back to school. I have to check on everyone's internships." Dad whispered so he didn't disturb the comfortable atmosphere. I nodded and we slowly peeled ourselves apart. It was rare that Dad showed physical affection to such a degree. I didn't mind that he wasn't a very physical person, I got enough hugs from Papa and my Aunties to get by. Since his physical signs of affection were rare, I had learnt to cherish every single one, no matter the situation. "We'll see you later for dinner, Problem Child." Dad smiled down at me as he ruffled my hair. I returned his smile and watched as they left my room.

Kacchan had called me down to help him prepare dinner, however, he seemingly forgot how much of a disaster I was in the kitchen. I spilt the sauce, forgot to peel the carrots before chopping them and nearly cut off my finger. I was good at handling knives in combat but I was mortifyingly bad when it came to cooking. In the end, Kacchan had banished me from the kitchen by shouting curses at me and telling me never to set foot in his kitchen again. I had sulked away to watch TV. I didn't see the point in going all the way upstairs to have to go back down later. Whilst I was watching a cartoon, Todoroki walked in and flopped onto the sofa beside me. I had to consciously stop my self from blushing at how close we were. "Hello, Todoroki." I greeted him quietly. "Please, call me Shoto. If I call you Izuku it only seems right." Shoto replied monotonously, however, I heard a hint of compassion in his voice. "Ok." I replied simply, not even attempting to hide the redness of my cheeks. We sat in silence until we were called to dinner by Kacchan. It wasn't awkward. If anything it was comfortable, yet there were a lot of unspoken words which lingered in the air.

"This is delicious Katsuki! Did Mitsuki teach you how to cook?" Papa asked Kacchan as he shovelled food into his mouth. I could see Dad itching to scold him for having terrible table manners, but I don't think he wanted to embarrass him in front of Shoto. "Yeah, the old hag taught me as a kid. Wouldn't stop yammering on about how I need to be able to cook as an adult." Kacchan answered, shovelling food into his mouth with the same amount of vigour as Papa. If Kyoka were there she would have scolded Kacchan about his manners and more than likely given Papa a dirty look. She never directly scolded Papa for his appalling manners when she came to our house to eat, but you could see it in her eyes. "So, Izuku, how long have you been living with Aizawa Sensei?" Shoto asked, Dad was preoccupied with trying to get Papa and Kacchan to eat properly. "Dad adopted me when I was 7. He saved me from a bad situation." I answered. Shoto nodded in understanding before striking up a conversation about lessons and hero work. Dinner was delicious and I was sure to compliment Kacchan on his cooking before he stormed upstairs. Papa and Dad bid me goodnight before disappearing into Dad's room, leaving just me and Shoto stood in the kitchen.

"Would you like me to help you with the washing-up?" Shoto asked. I nodded slightly, prompting Shoto to walk over to the sink and turn on the tap before adding some washing up liquid. I scraped all of the food waste into a bin so that the sink didn't become full of soggy bits of food that when you touch them cause you to want to die. "I'll wash and you can dry." Shoto offered, I nodded my head and we began to work in silence. The only sound in the kitchen was the clattering of plates as they were either put on the washing board by Shoto or placed into one of the cupboards by me. I wanted to say something, anything, but I was way too nervous. I was worried I would mess up and make Shoto hate me. It seemed as though Shoto also got tired of the silence as well because he spoke up. "So, Izuku... Who's your favourite hero?" Shoto asked somewhat awkwardly. At the mention of heroes, I could feel myself getting excited, all of the nerves in my body leaking away. " There are so many good ones like All Might, Hawks, Mirko and Edegshot to name a few. But... I also love Present Mic, Eraserhead, Ms Joke and Midnight. I guess I like them more of an intimate level since they're all family to me but I don't let that cloud my judgement. At least I try not to.  They're all great heroes. I mean, I think Dad deserves more attention than he gets. He's such a great hero and he deals with both big and small events. I mean I respect that he's not a fan of the media, they are like vultures, but I still think that citizens should know about him. When I was in middle school people kept calling him a hobo and I know that they wouldn't do that if they knew he was sacrificing his sleep and well being to save people. It just really annoys me!" It was at this point I realized that I had been rambling and Shoto had abandoned doing the washing up in favour of staring at me with a peculiar, yet familiar, light in his eyes. I blushed and looked down at the floor in embarrassment, "Sorry. I guess I got too into it." I chuckled awkwardly. Shoto didn't say anything, I was getting worried that I had annoyed him. I looked up to ask if he was ok, only to see that he had moved from his position by the sink to directly in front of me. 

"Izuku," Shoto whispered. He was so close that I could feel his breath against my face as he spoke. I could feel my face warm up at his proximity. I wanted to reach out and pull his face down into a kiss, but I had to restrain my hormonal urges. "Y-y-yes, Todoroki?" I whispered. My head was down, I was too nervous to look into his mismatched eyes. I knew that if I looked I would be sucked in and would never be able to look away. "Can I ask you a question?" Shoto asked in a hushed voice. He brought his hand up to my cheek and held it tenderly. My cheeks warmed up even more at this action. I savoured the feeling of his hand on my face, I nearly forgot to answer his question. "Yeah?" I answered I was curious as to what he could possibly ask me. "I really don't wish to be brash, but do you like me? Romantically?" Shoto questioned. I froze at the question, no longer content with the feeling of Shoto's hand on my face. My stomach dropped and I could feel tears brimming in my eyes. The same thought ran through my mind over and over. 'He's gonna shout at me! I bet he hates me now!'. Shoto must have seen the turmoil in my eyes, "I'll take your silence as confirmation that you do." he whispered. I tried to pull away from him and run away, but I was unsuccessful. "Please calm down Izuku. I like you back." Shoto said in a strained voice, trying to break through my fear consumed mind. I froze in place and looked at him. His face was blurry due to my tears. "What?" I whispered hoarsely.

Shoto took my hands into his and lead me over to the sofa in the lounge so that we would be on level ground. He was 176 cm (5ft 9) and I was 156 cm (5ft 1) tall. I'm sure you can picture talking to someone with a 20cm difference in height. It's a pain in the neck. "I like you. Genuinely. I started to notice during the sports festival and ever since then I've been dwelling on the emotions I get when I'm around you. It was so unfamiliar and I had to ask Yaoyorozu about it. She told me what it was and confided in me she was having similar feelings about Jiro. I shouldn't have told you that part. That's beside the point. The point is, I like you. I don't know how long you've like me, but I was wondering if you possibly wanted to go on a date tomorrow?" I sat in shock at Shoto's words. It didn't compute that he was asking me on a date. When it finally registered with me what he was asking, I couldn't hold back my squeal of happiness. "You're not joking, right? If you're joking I will literally cut a bitch." I replied. He chuckled lowly. The small smile which decorated his lips made my heart flutter. "I'm not joking, Izu, I want to take you out on a date." Shoto chuckled. I squealed yet again and launched myself onto Shoto, squeezing him in one of my signature Izuku hugs. He hesitated for a second before wrapping me in his arms and resting his chin on my head. I knew immediately that I would come to love every hug I shared with this boy.   

The sun rose the next day, bringing with it excitement and a sense of anticipation which tingled in every bit of my body. I practically jumped out of bed in excitement for the day to come. I was giddy and couldn't wait to go on my date with Shoto. The date was at 11 am and when I looked over at my alarm clock I saw that it was 9 am. I groaned when I realised that I would have to wait 2 hours until I could go on my date. It may not seem that long to any other person, but to me waiting two hours was an eternity. I decided that the best thing to do to distract me from the time was to get dressed into something suitable for a date. The problem was, I had never been on a date. There was only one person I could realistically ask without dying of embarrassment. Kacchan.

"What do you want, Nerd!" Kacchan answered his door gruffly after I had been knocking at it consistently for 5 minutes. "Hey, Kacchan! You had a girlfriend in middle school, right?" I asked somewhat nervously. Kacchan nodded, leaning against the doorway of his room and looking down at me. "Yeah. It took me a year to actually consider her though. Turns out she was shit in a relationship." Kacchan shrugged nonchalantly. I really admired Kacchan. He had been very open about the fact that he was demisexual and panromantic for a long time. It was like he knew as soon as he considered it. Of course, this wasn't true. I specifically remembered Kacchan thinking he was asexual until he developed a close relationship with the girl. Turned out she was cheating on him so Kacchan didn't really trust people when it came to relationships. Yet I had only just figured out that I was pansexual and that fact was only known to Kyoka, Kacchan, my parents and Ochako. "Could you help me get ready for a date. I've never been on one and I'm not sure what you're supposed to do." I squeaked, I didn't look Kacchan in the eyes out of fear that he might be angry. I loved Kacchan as my brother, but sometimes he was too overprotective and I feared that no matter what sort of friendship he had built with Shoto, he wouldn't like the fact that we were going on a date. "So... Icyhot finally got the balls to ask you out? Good! I'll come to your room so that I can pick out some clothes for you." Kacchan said. I nodded and scurried back to my room with Kacchan on my tail.

It somehow took an hour for Kacchan to find something he deemed appropriate for me to wear on my date. He ridiculed my wardrobe multiple times during the process. He said things such as "What the fuck do you call this?" and "How can you wear this shit? It's an eyesore!". But finally, after nearly all of my clothes being strewn across the floor and having to change in and out of clothes constantly, Kacchan was satisfied with an outfit. "Perfect! Damn, I need my parents to buy you some clothes! How do you live with such a shitty fashion sense?" Kacchan groaned from his position laid across my bed. I shrugged at him as I admired my outfit in the mirror. I was wearing black jeans and a jade green t-shirt which complimented my eyes perfectly, at least that was what Kacchan said. I was also wearing black trainers (sneakers) which weren't branded but still looked nice. "Looking sharp, nerd. I'm sure Icyhot will think you're drop-dead gorgeous." Kacchan complimented. It was rare that he said something so sweet. He was most likely trying to give me some confidence before my first date. "You're more of a nerd than me, Kacchan. You go to bed at 8 o'clock at night and do better than me in class." I pointed out to him. Kacchan's cheeks brightened a bit but ultimately he just rolled his eyes and tutted at me. I laughed silently at his reaction and turned back to the mirror to admire my reflection. I didn't look all that special, but I guess it was an improvement on my usual shirts.  

(I don't have any fashion sense so this outfit could look atrocious. I only ever wear pyjamas or my school uniform.)

I stood in the lounge area, waiting patiently for Shoto to come down the stairs and take me out.I didn't have to wait too long before he emerged from the staircase, looking even more dashing than he usually did. His multicoloured hair, whilst still spilt down the middle, was a bit tousled. He wore a plain white t-shirt, blue jeans and a black bomber jacket. Like me, he didn't look at all fancy, but he still looked extremely handsome. "Hey, Izuku." Shoto smiled at me as he came to a stop in front of me and looked down. The jarring height difference between us annoyed me slightly, but I tried to disregard that in favour of just taking in the perfect boy before me. "H-hey, T-t-todoroki." I stuttered nervously. I didn't mean to sound so nervous, but it was my first date after all, so I think I had the right to be. "Please call me Shoto," Todoroki replied, taking my hand and leading me from the room. We walked in slightly awkward silence to the gates of UA. It suddenly occurred to me that we might not have the authorization to go out. "Wait! Are we allowed to leave the school grounds?" I asked. Shoto smiled at me and pulled me onwards. "Of course we can, I asked Mr Aizawa yesterday evening after you went to your room. He said it was completely fine, provided we arrive back at the dorms by 4 o'clock.". At Shoto's words, I relaxed slightly since I knew that I wasn't breaking any rules. Shoto lead me down the road and into the town which lay at the foot of the hill which UA was built on.

The date wasn't very structured. There was no set location. I didn't mind though. I enjoyed just wandering around with Shoto's hand clasped in mine. We ate lunch in a family-owned cafe, got ice-cream from an ice-cream parlour and walked along a river in a park. We went in and out of multiple shops, Shoto offered to buy me nearly everything I took an interest in, but I rejected his offers, knowing that I would later feel awful knowing that he had spent his money on me. All in all, the date was peaceful and I got to know Shoto even better. We spoke about all sorts of subjects. He spoke adoringly about his siblings and his mother, who he had recently started to visit in the hospital. I spoke about the few fond memories I had with my mum. It was hard to think so far back. All the good things had happened when I was over 10 years younger. We shared multiple laughs. Joked between ourselves. It was so peaceful and I would describe it as the perfect first date. 

It was nearing 3:30 pm and we were starting our walk back to the school. "Then Kacchan and Kyoka pushed Papa into the lake. It made Dad laugh which is a rare occurrence." I was telling Shoto about the time Kacchan, Kyoka, me and our families went on a picnic in a nature reserve. Kacchan and Kyoka had pulled a prank on Papa and pushed him into the lake. I remember that he chased all three of us around the area, which all the adults had been sat at, for 10 minutes before he caught us and we all fell to the floor laughing. We had been 8 when that happened. "That sounds lovely. I never got to prank anybody, but I do recall going to a forest and climbing trees with my siblings when I was 9. My father was away on a mission so we were practically free to do as we pleased." Shoto reminisced with a gentle smile on his lips. I loved seeing him smile, it warmed my heart and made everything seem right in the world. "Izuku, may I ask you something?" Shoto asked. I could hear the nervous undertones in his voice. The fact that such a stoic boy was nervous made me nervous. I nodded my head, twisting my hands together as we walked. "Umm... I know this was only our first date, but I really enjoyed it and I want to go on another one sometime," he whispered I was about to comment that I thought that was a given when he continued. "But that's not all. I was wondering if you possibly wanted to be my boyfriend. Of course, you don't have to say yes but I thought I would just ask-" I cut Shoto's ramblings off by pulling him to a stop and bringing his face down so that it was level with mine. Shoto looked bemused for a second before I placed a very gentle kiss on the corner of his lip, not having the courage to kiss him fully on the lips at that moment. Shoto froze for a second. I was scared that I had done something wrong. Shoto seemed to stare into nothingness for a few seconds longer before the left side of his face burst into flames. I gasped in shock and threw my water bottle straight at his face. I didn't open it. I just threw the bottle directly at his face. This only caused me to gasp once more before I began to apologise profusely. We were both stood in the middle of the path for quite a few minutes. Me apologising with tears brimming in my eyes and Shoto just blinking in confusion. When we both regained our senses, Shoto laughed. His laugh was so angelic, so pure, that it prompted me to do the same. "There's no need to apologise, Izuku. I probably would have done the same if our situations were reversed" Shoto said, taking my hand and resuming our walk back to UA. We walked in silence for a few more minutes before I suddenly remembered Shoto's question. " Yes, I'll be your boyfriend." I whispered. I didn't think Shoto had heard me, but after a minute a wide smile broke out on his face. He leaned down and pecked me on the cheek causing me to turn several different shades of red. 

Hey, I feel like my imagination dry spell is coming to an end now, so hopefully, the quality of writing improves slightly. I don't know if it's clear from all of the romantic interactions from this book, but I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. I'm basing the romance off of what I've read and seen. Sorry if it seems a bit iffy. Also, I saw a head cannon of Katsuki being demisexual and my brain immediately said 'Yes. That is the Katsuki I can envision' so he's demisexual. I quite honestly don't know enough about the sexuality to be sure that I wrote his previous romantic interactions correctly, but I hope it's ok. Something I liked was the little water bottle interaction. 

Anyway, thank you for reading chapter 46 of Occurrence and I hope you have a wonderful day wherever you are.