Later that day, Uraraka concocted her evil plan. She was doing a grocery run for her parents, inviting only her girlfriend and Todoroki to join her. Hitoshi and I weren't complete idiots, both knowing exactly why she'd excluded us from her shopping trip. Honestly, I wasn't sure if she could have made it more obvious. 

We were promptly left in the living room of an empty house. 

"She thinks we need to talk about it," I said, breaking the heavy moment of silence that had descended upon us as soon as the front door shut. I couldn't stand it, hating when things were awkward between Hitoshi and me. Everything in my life would feel off-kilter until we fixed it. 

"She's right." I watched carefully as he shifted in the armchair, resting his elbows on his knees. He looked even more exhausted than usual in his crumpled hoodie and black joggers. A frown took over my face at the sight. 

"She doesn't have to be," I said suddenly, surprising him and causing his brows to rise. I trudged on, determined to say my piece. "We can forget about it. I broke up with you and you slept with someone else, so did I. It's not a big deal. We can pretend it never happened." 

His face fell more with every word that left my mouth and I couldn't figure out why. Shouldn't he be happy that I wanted to forget about it? Should he be thrilled that I wasn't breaking up with him? So, why does he look so upset? 

"I know you, Iz. I know you won't just be able to forget about it." He sounded resigned, ready to accept his fate. 

I shook my head, redirecting my attention to my hands in my lap. "I'm not breaking up with you over this. I love you, Hitoshi. It doesn't change that." 

"Are you mad?" 

It was a simple question, one I should have been able to answer easily. Was I mad that he'd slept with Monoma? I guess there was some anger there whenever I thought about it, but no, I didn't think I was mad at him. I was just tired. 

"No," I said finally. "Just hurts a little." 

He released a breath and I watched as his head fell into his hands. "I'm sorry, Iz. I'm so fucking sorry. If I could go back and change it, I would in a heartbeat. I was just hurt, and depressed, and-" 

"I get it," I said, cutting him off.  I didn't want the details, the less I knew about it the better. "You wanted to get me back, I probably deserved it." 

"No, you didn't." 

I waved him off, in the mood to play the blame game. We could go back and forth all day and not get anywhere. "I only have one question, I need you to answer it honestly, okay?" 

He nodded once and I looked away. 

"When did it stop?" I needed to know how long it went on, what the overlap looked like. Had Hitoshi come back from visiting me, only to fall into Monoma's arms? 

I wasn't watching for his reaction, but I could hear him shifting in his chair. "I tried to break it off before we visited you the first time," he paused, taking a breath. "But then I found out about you, Kirishima, and Bakugou, and I just...." 

He didn't need to finish his story, I knew what happened next. 

"So, you slept with him before and after telling me you loved me, got it." I hadn't meant to sound so bitter, I was trying to move past it, but I couldn't help it. It cut deep and all my hurt was spilling from the wound. 

"Iz-" 

I shook my head, not wanting to hear it. "It's fine. We weren't together. I rejected you, so it's really my own fault. I can't be upset about it. It's... it's fine." 

He stood from the chair, walking into my line of vision and crouching to my level. "Look at me, Iz." 

I begrudgingly listened, unsure if I'd be able to keep my tears from falling. I was being stupid, there was no reason to cry. We were broken up, he could have slept with anyone he wanted to. 

Violet met jade and his intense look held me in place. "I love you, Izuku, I always have and I always will. I fucked up and made a huge mistake that I would rather die than ever repeat. I killed someone to protect you and I do it again without hesitation because I plan on spending the rest of my life by your side. 

"If you decide that you can't get past this, it doesn't change anything. I'm not going anywhere and will spend the rest of my days following after you if I have to." 

Okay, I can admit that was kind of a red flag. He basically just announced that if we ever broke up, he'd stalk me for the rest of his life. Personally, I didn't care. He'd said exactly what I needed to hear, no matter what happened he wasn't going back, he was choosing me. Rose-tinted glasses and all that. 

"You promise?" I asked in a quiet and uncertain voice. He could tell me he loved me all day and there'd still be a small part of me that didn't quite believe it, that never would. Maybe I really did need some therapy. 

He didn't smile, a hard set to his jaw as he raised his hand and extended a pinky toward me. "Pinky promise, love." 

One side of my lips quirked up as I locked our pinky fingers together. "I love you," I told him in earnest, needing him to hear the confession. 

"I love you, too, Iz." He finally smiled and everything felt right in the world again. 

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When the others got back, Hitoshi and I were still in the living room, but he'd moved to sit beside me on the couch. After our talk, we'd done our best to move past it and act as normal as possible. I was leaning against his shoulder, my knees pulled up to my chest as I scrolled through my phone. 

"I mean seriously," Uraraka called out as soon as she saw us. "What would you do without me and Mina?" 

I didn't bother looking away from my phone. "Die alone." 

"Hey," Hitoshi softly scolded me. "Stop with all the morbid crap." 

It's true though, I thought, but didn't say it out loud. I didn't think anyone wanted to hear it. 

"Since we're all friends again, can we please do asylum night before we go back?" Uraraka asked, completely ignoring my comment. 

"What the hell is asylum night?" Ashido asked, sounding almost scared for the answer. 

"There's an abandoned asylum a few blocks away," I explained, finally tossing my phone to the side. "We used to break in and smoke there all the time." 

Ashido's brows furrowed, appearing as if she thought we were crazy. "That's sounds... creepy as hell." 

"It is," I agreed, shivering slightly. The place had always given me the creeps, but I had dealt with it because we had nowhere else to smoke. Now, it felt a little pointless when we'd found a way to smoke at Uraraka's place without her parents knowing. 

Uraraka pursed her lips at me, unimpressed. "You're such a scaredy cat." 

Todoroki, who had taken a seat on the couch he'd claimed as his own for the weekend, didn't look interested either. "Why can't we just stay here and wait out the rest of this trip?" 

"Because we haven't done an asylum night since Izuku moved and I miss it," she whined, leaning her head on Ashido's shoulder. 

"Every night in Bakugou's garage is an asylum night," Hitoshi pointed out. There wasn't anything special about our old hangout, we just used it as a place to smoke. 

"Ugh, you guys are so lame."  

I rolled my eyes at her, she was starting to sound like a broken record. "So you've said, many times." 

Her hazel eyes scanned over all of us one at a time. "You guys seriously just want to sit at my house until we leave tomorrow?" 

"Yes," Todoroki said without missing a beat. I think he just missed Sero, which I could easily understand. Maybe if Eijirou and Katsuki had come with I'd be more fun. It was something to try in the future. 

"Fine!" Uraraka exclaimed. "You guys are so lucky I have a bottle of vodka upstairs." 

"And we're drinking again," I said with a sigh. Not all of us could just turn our hangovers off. "Goody." 

"It'll be fun, I promise." 

"That's what you said last time and it was decidedly not fun," I reminded her. Actually, that's what she said every time, and was more wrong than she was right. 

She waved off my concern, completely dismissing it. "We're staying here this time, it'll be fine." 

I couldn't wait to see how she'd be proven wrong this time. 

I'm just having fun writing this silly little story at this point.