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This wasn’t meant to happen. I don’t know what brang me to this obsessive behavior but it needs to be stopped, because why the hell am i once again hiding behind a helmet seething next to my bike a few blocks away from a bus stop, where he gets all friendly with two guys, that to my research -that i made on them the second they appeared in Midoriyas life- were his friends, which cool everyone has friends but recently they’ve been oddly touchy and flirty.
One thing about the incarnation of the devil himself- he does not like touch. Loathes it even. He never insinuates it. Not even with his best friend- Ochacco Uraraka, named her round cheeks. Three days back he suddenly started doing small favors, including touching. Oh mister insomniac purple haired bastard has something in his hair? Midoriya to the rescue.
Fuck that shit.
I’ve been watching him long enough to know that he doesn’t do it willingly. Don’t know what’s that about.
It’s been a week. A week since i fought his twin brother. Every single day since then I’ve been studying his routine, the only time i left him alone was when my dumbass had to get to classes and in the night. I’ve even skipped this week’s boxing training.
I have not missed a single one. Not once in my life. Even when sick i would dump myself in pills just so i could train.
Im fucking pathetic.
This started exactly the second i got home from that oh so good boxing match and looked him up immediately. To my god awful surprise the Midoriya household is famous as hell, Im talking news articles and the twins accomplishments printed and written about everywhere -everything due to their family name and more importantly Inko Midoriya.
The family comes from “old money” though not really, she was the one to really expand their animation studio. To my knowledge her great grandmother founded it but not in a animation sense? More art or whatever i have no fucking idea -didn’t do further research due to getting incredibly bored and not seeing or reading about a certain green head with stars adoring someones cheeks- whatever, now all that inheritance shit came and all fell into inkos hands. Apparently at that time it still wasn’t doing much profit until one of her dedicated artists made a random drawing of some characters for fun and she liked them so much that she wanted to implement them into the company. Low profit and shit had underpaid animators decided to create a manga instead. That had become famous worldwide, they finally had money for animators. Boom one of the top three animes in the world right now. Sick right?
Yeah, me too.
I was bored to shits.
I was ready to hit the bed when to my last pursuit clicked on a random article, and bang, someone made a reappearance. Family photo. With my mind back on track I started reading through it, skipped all the unnecessary parts. It was a fan made article about an event the whole fam attended apparently something about a premiere? I don’t know, what i do know though is at the end, the comments, huge help. Most of them were about their excitement etc. but one truly helped me in lots of ways.
“I know this is a bit sudden, but I truly love the family! I’ve met them at a couple events and truly they strike me as a wholesome and caring family, the twins specifically. Isuke Midoriya was very laid back and would talk to fans and people that attended the event if asked but a lot of the times the older of the two (Izuku Midoriya) would be the one to make conversation with others. He was really chatty, a lot of the times he would mumble to himself and once someone took the bait would talk ones ear off, but definitely not in an impolite way, everyone could see in this childs eyes that he loved discussing weird topics, loved hearing other people’s opinions on it that no one even got to question in life, he was way ahead than most of kids his age, he knew stuff one wouldn’t get to know until adulthood.
He truly was so mature for his age. He’ll do great in the industry, i just know it!”
Ts, mature my ass.
He threw me multiple middle fingers in one night.
Also, the more i saw his name written down the more I started pronouncing deku.
Made me want to see it an and mispronounce it on purpose, im sure he’d like it, the reaction would be immaculate i just know it.
I replied to the comment, just to rage bait really.
But besides that, this comment helped me a lot. He isn’t mute, a selective mute im guessing. I looked up the year of the article and it came about 8 years ago. Now that i knew where to look i found more articles, way more, if fan made or news, they were everywhere.
There was one problem i came across rather quickly in my research.
Midoriya Izuku 7 years ago.
I raked my hands through my hair multiple times trying to find one year’s worth of articles with a missing older brother. I couldn’t find this guys presence in any photos. The articles were also limited, way less than any years. The only people who talked about Izuku Midoriya were fans. Big companies didn’t even dare mention him. His reappearance happened 6 years ago, with no explanation whatsoever, and people surprisingly let it go. If this ain’t weird then i don’t know.
Oh i know what’s weird about this. Seven years ago, young boxing star Retsu moved away and stopped boxing, basically the whole package fucking combined.
This got me so curious I didn’t get a wink of sleep that night, i watched multiple interviews, after the six years and only found ones where Isuke was the one speaking. This made no sense, the commentator obviously said something completely different. How could their role switch so fast?
I even went on famous forums where people were asking the same thing, led me to find multiple posts and videos where Deku was at award shows, even having speeches, long fucking speeches too. There were so many, yet no after the 7 and 6 years.
He sounded very young and intelligent. The mutation not quite there yet, what would it sound like now? Would it rasp from not using it for so long? Or does he talk to himself? Does that even work that way?
Argh! Im getting sick.
Something must’ve happened, and i was ready to know the truth, bring it on baby. I can handle it, even if someones get crushed in the process.
Midoriya fucking Izuku was in on a fucking ride, bakugou Katsukis version.
The weekend after the match I had started my official “research” - found his schedule, what he frequently visits and the people he hanbs out with, couldn’t find any of his socials but we’ll get to that eventually.
I tried being lowkey and only look at him from a screen but by the third day -Monday- I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to see him in real life again. Located him a bit too fast for my liking- he was quite easy to spot, but at least i didn’t have to fight tooth and nail for it.
I thought it would be just a one day thing, saw him move on. Instead it fucking backfired at me, I couldn’t stay away, i tried, i fucking did but my brain is a bitch that i just couldn’t shut off. Useless Deku was like a fly in my room that i for the life of me couldn’t catch or lure away, but instead of being in a room it was in my brain teasing me and flying away the second i tried to kill it. So i watched him, carefully (hardest five days of my life) He really trained my self control because there was not a second where I didn’t want to jump him and shake the answers out of him. I would’ve pounced on the first possibility but one thing was definitely in my way.
Scar face and the round face chick hanging on his arm almost every second of the day, but not literally, didn’t touch anyone in the times i was there, until 3 days ago, he started insinuating touch more often than not. The only time I really saw him alone was through his dorm room window.
Don’t ask, i know.
I’ve hit a different level of creepy.
It got so horrid, even my personal extras - shitty hair, raccoon eyes, dunce and flat face- started pissing me off about the topic, more like questioned who it was. The topic Izuku Midoriya that turned into my very first hyper fixation that i for the life of me couldn’t let go.
Im still seething watching their friendly affection towards each other when my phone buzzes, I ignore it at first when the texts seem to keep coming- the group chat, they added me once again- i grab my phone just to leave the room for the millionth time when i see a quite interesting fucking text from dunce face.
Piss hair 8:32 PM
GUYS!!!!!!!!! Party tomorrow over at the super rich girls house, Momo i think! She’s the girl with the super expensive alc!! The one where we finally got to see baku bro drunk!! HAHAHAH I STILL HAVE THE VIDEOS BRO U WERE SO FUCKED.
Hair-for-brains 8:33 PM
BROOO I WAS JUST WONDERING WHEN SHED THROW ONE AGAIN
sick
Count me going, she’s like super dope
Raccoon 8:33 PM
Yippee!! It was about time making new friends, yall suck
Piss hair 8:33 PM
Bro mina don’t say that, ain’t i sick?
Raccoon 8:34 PM
Stfu, i still don’t forgive you for bombing my super hot date, I’m still on fucking read. If u ruin my night again denki i will call the French for new guillotines.
Hair-for-brains 8:34 PM
Even me?
Hair-for-brains 8:38PM
Mina?
Soy fucking sauce 8:40 PM
Weed?
Raccoon 8:42 PM
Bro do the math, Momo is from Yuuki = most students from yuuki will come, which means there is like a 80% chance our local stoner (Midoriya) is gon be there.
Me 8:42PM
Which one?
Soy fucking sauce 8:42 PM
Oh fuck, his greens go crazy
Piss hair 8:43PM
OMG, WRITE THIS DAY DOWN YALL OML
Hair-for-brains 8:43PM
Mina?
Raccoon 8:43PM
Brother, if you’re expecting your oh so star crossed lover that ended up being ur boxing rival then ur in for a rude awakening. It’s the other one.
Me 8:43PM
Good. Ill be there.
Raccoon 8:43PM
I thought you had a mysterious fixation to fix on? Finally got bored?
Hair-for-brains 8:43PM
MINA THATS A SOFT SPOT
Piss hair 8:43PM
Noooo mina, youve just ruined the second time we could’ve seen bakubro drunk
I’ve left the group chat then, but i will definitely be going to that party. Fuck, im sorry for Izuku Midoriya, he’s the one in on a rude awakening.
I sat on my bike and hurried home, tomorrow will be the last day, last day of being pathetic, my obsession will end.
I wont care about him anymore.
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My bike rides into the estate and parks next to bunch of cars already lined up. I kill the ignition and enter the huge building. Momo yaoyorozu really is a rich girl. The architecture in her house goes beyond anyones imagination. Her whole house is designed with marble, she’s got even marble slopes?? The foyer has two doors on each side and two big stairs on opposite sides curving into each other. To the left is the huge kitchen with an high island and stools all around it. It also houses a couch area with a missing tv, guessing she removed it. It also is an entry to the garden and pool, that sadly from this distance I couldn’t see, i had to go by memory from last time i was here. To the right was the actual living room now with a lowered couch built into the floor that went all around like a square. When i first saw it I cursed the person who designed this because what use does it bring since watching tv from that hight was stupid, but once i actually sat in the square i understood it instantly. It spawned stoners i swear to god.
As Im headed to that room to see if a little birdie didn’t manage to get already high i hear greetings from a far, i turn around an-
Fuck my life.
Im doomed for life.
I came here expecting an end to this, a simple glance on the mother fucker will surely get my shit together.
Loud and wrong.
Infamous stoner Izuku Midoriya did arrive, and in loser clothing aswell. A black zip up hoodie that hugged nothing, that shit was loose as shit and even looser black pants. Nothing was his size. He is so awkward I keep wondering how he keeps my attention so well.
He also had his all time charm with him. Scar face. Yup, bro was looming behind him, surprise! Not. Im guessing he sensed my stare on them because the second he spotted me, he reached for Dekus hood and brang it up, ultimately hiding his brother’s face.
Bummer.
Oh, but what do we see here. Izuku waved his hand above his shoulder signaling him to leave, which now im intrigued, will dear boxer obey? Will he not?
He does.
Like a puppy.
Pfft.
A grin raked up my face. Scar bastard departs and goes the opposite direction of Izuku who’s currently walking towards me, well probably the couch area, im currently standing in the door of grabs a few shots on his way.
He’s getting closer, avoiding bodies like the plague. Im fucking exploding with anticipation on what he’s gonna do with me right infront of me. Im dying for the confrontation or a simple glance and recognition. I didn’t even greet the extras yet because i was too scared to miss him entering. Lifting his shots filled hands he squeezes right past me.
That’s it.
He didn’t look at me once.
Didn’t acknowledge me.
I even had a smirk ready.
I turn around quickly watching him sit on the couch giving two of his shot glasses to the half and half bastard and insomniac. All of their faces smiling while shooting the liquid down their throats. Deku doesn’t drink rather watches them while rummaging through his side pockets until he finds a packet of weed and rolling paper. He gives one of each to half and half and starts rolling up a joint with practice. I don’t get to see whats next because i get interrupted in staring when a familiar voice comes my way.
“Didn’t expect you here” smiley’s words are muffled due to the lollipop currently occupying her mouth. She has her hands outstretched behind her along her back looking at me with that chummy smile.
“Started doing the unexpected” i say trying to fucking calm myself down because i had every intention of storming right in-front of him and grabbing him by that awfully beautiful looking throat.
“Oh who we have here” toga looks in my direction and points at the bastard and a girl -round face- currently with multiple plastic cups in her hand joining the group smoking.
Im not even surprised by her presence, she gravitates and looms at freckles side just like that brother of his does. A black mini dress hugs her curves, she’s all smooth and soft, almost reminds me of a flam cake when she moves. Her skin is pale, very pale, if one would be close enough I’m sure you could see the blood pumping in her veins.
“My, oh my” is the last thing i hear when my cousin storms towards her with a smile i haven’t seen in years. I try to stop her but to no avail, round face has been captured. Good luck.
I watch them for a second more before i storm to my own select group, not forgetting to take a shot with me aswell, a shot can’t hurt right? I dump it down my throat and smash it in my hand, find the nearest bin and scatter the remaining bits in. That was my first and last shot. Im not allowing more.
Something one can never miss is a pink afro, so i look just for that. I spot pinky almost immediately and run up the flight of stairs with my shot already downed.
Stupid drunks try to stop me on multiple occasions but i don’t pay them much attention. Nearing their table dunce face finds me and immediately hops up to my arrival.
“Shit man, i thought u dipped” he says with a huge smile on his dunce as face. A shot comes shooting at me almost right away, but i refuse it with a hand wave. Gotta stay sober for somebody. I give most of the group a fist bump and sit one the couch already occupied by kirishima and denki. Mina is sitting on the floor while sero is sprawled on the arm chair.
“Why did you come when you’re not gonna drink tonight?” Pinkie pie blurts out
“Where are your new friends?” I level getting more and more irritated. It’s just the thought of him being here but not having him on my 24/7 watch. While I’m getting nervous and imagining all the things that could be happening right now sero chimes in.
“You’re here for the weed right? I knew it. We have to wait though i think the uhm Izu something is still not here”
Fuck i love sero.
“He’s here, came in with the other twin like 15 minutes ago. He’s in the square” i smirk, new fucking plan in mind.
“Sick! Im gonna go down, anyone other than sero going?” Kirishima announces. He’s not a smoker, not even close, but he mostly cares about everyone and well sero. He’s had it horrible, addicted since middle school. He’s been to rehabs multiple times but after a while of no progress and always falling back down his parents gave up on him and even started supplying him. We’d catch him in his dorm blacked out sweating. Like two years ago we didn’t even get to see him sober. After that we all decided to keep him in check and slowly get him off it. He caught on after a while and thanked us, said he never saw such progress and that maybe this method would really help him not getting dependent on it.
I simply stood up aswell. Kirishima looked at me in shock asking me the silent question of if I’m gonna be okay with Retsus stupid brother being there. I nod at that and thats it. What i didn’t expect though was dunce face and Raccoon eyes following behind.
Well atleast it won’t be weird?
We descent the stairs walking towards the smoke point of the house. Sero and kirishima are up front talking while I’m looming behind. Hands in my pockets we get to the square, I choose to sit opposite of him so i can watch him without having to turn my head and seem suspicious, Hair for brains next to me.
Midoriya head is rested on the floor looking up joint between his fingers. Must be his second or third since there were buts next to his head. In that moment Sero waved his hand in front of his face, even with closed eyes he knew exactly what the waving hand wanted and gave him a small packet with rolling paper. Packet in hand he tapped it at a sticker? Probably a price and waited. Sero went through his pockets and handed him two 1000 yen bills. His eyes stayed glued together while the insomniac took the money and softly spoke-couldn’t eavesdrop on that one through the loud music and people chatting around is-. He let go of the packet that contained like one joints worth of weed, bet he has it measured out and shit. He takes another drag of the lit blunt keeping it in his lungs long enough to make me worry. I hate this. He looks like he has full control of this when i know for a fact he wouldn’t stand a chance, he probably couldn’t even manage to stand up right now, he’d fold over in seconds. His moves are slow when he finally decides to open his eyes to the multiple mentions of his name that even i am able to hear. Pinkie is getting weirdly excited for his sudden appearance in the conversation. He lifts his head and answers a bunch of questions with firm head nods and shakes, when he signs either half and half or insomniac answer for him.
This makes me think, where is round cheeks? Matter of fact, where is toga?
Cat got the mouse? Makes me feel sorry for cheeks.
Ten minutes of spectating later i see round cheeks storming in, eyebrows lowered, eyes hard and steam practically flowing out of her ears. Oh my oh my, someone angered a little girl, i wonder who.
Seating herself on the floor by izukus head she straightens her arm out in front of him and starts signing, angry and fast. Midoriya has to stop her on more than one occasion his brain probably too slow from the substance. She takes multiple deep breaths when on the third one she spots me. On that anger filled face now only her worry is visible. Her head slowly turns back down and signs, measured. This makes me think of learning sign language, would fucking help so much and the eavesdropping would go crazy. But sadly and weirdly enough for them I know exactly whats about to happen.
Phone in hands I quickly type out a text to toga and wait. They’re about to leave, together and I won’t be able to separate them, alone.
Before they stand up Pinkie manages to type out her instagram on both their devices, points to mina for holding them up a bit longer.
Midoriya hurriedly stands on wobbly feet trying to find his balance, visibly struggling, his face is basically screaming a mix of fear and hatred? Who is he pissed at? Me? Can’t be. Well maybe in some universe its possible. Maybe even this one. Probably this one. At that exact moment i see it, it clicks suddenly. This is him getting back control, alone. He’s angry at himself for being defenseless or something like that i don’t know. He had this exact expression when he tried a different route home, he looked scared and angry at himself. I have a theory onto why he smokes and how that everything has to do with control but thats for next time.
Finally stable, he pulls his hood up as they slowly walk to the entrance. He’s surprisingly well on his feet considering the amount he fucking smoked in the meantime that i was sitting there.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck ‘zuku, I have to go! Something happened to my mother. Shit! Im so sorry, find your brother okay? Don’t you dare go alone. I mean it. Text me immediately when you get home.” She says fisting her phone.
Music to my ears.
Oh my dear cousin, I knew I always could rely on u. And oh so sad Round cheeks, i bet Toga lured her to her. We’re insane. But oh well, who cares when i get to have what i want.
Izuku waves in goodbye and waits a solid minute before stepping out. Alone. No brother in sight. I elbow kirishima and tell him my own quick goodbye.
I light a cigarette while stepping out, watching him walk away from the property.
You’re in for a hell of a ride.
I ditch my bike and walk right behind him.