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Chapter 2 - Chapter Two: Morning After

TIME - 9:47 PM

Midoriya's eyes open. He places his hands on his face, smushing his eyes to wake himself up. His hands under his head, peering at the ceiling. He throws his legs over the side, replacing the sheets as he rises from the bed. His eyes scan the once-clean room. His gaze flicks over clothes, supplies, and All Might figurines as he assesses all the items strewn about. He must have been moving fast to knock all that stuff down.

He also notices the mini-fridge. Curiosity strikes him. He walks across the dorm, picking up his strewn-about clothes and figurines on the way. As he approached the fridge, he smells something strange, almost like a carnival pretzel. Again with that salty smell?

Realization hits him like a truck. He scrambles to cover his nose, now recognizing the smell. The salty, bitter smell. He had only smelled it once before during training. It was Midnight's pheromones! He reached into the recesses of his memories, trying to remember. Her quirk allowed her to put anyone to sleep instantly. It worked as long as they breathed in her fragrance. How did the pheromones get into my milk? His mind did a double take. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Unknown: Midoriya?

He recognized the voice as Yaoyorozu. Rising, he guided himself to the door, twisting the knob, and popping it open. He waves without thought. Or a shirt, for that matter.

Midoriya: Hey, Momo.

He glimpses away, back into his room, at the carton of milk. He continues.

Midoriya: Everything okay?

Returning his gaze, he is met with a bright red blushing face.

Yaoyorozu: Midoriya! Wh-Where's your shirt?!

Izuku looks down, eyes falling on a full set of abs as he quickly realizes that he lacks a shirt. He notes Yaoyorozu staring, his face lighting up, burning bright. His arms moving ahead of him, he slams the door. Clutching at a shirt on a (conveniently nearby) hanger, he throws it on. Opening the door once again, he speaks.

Midoriya: So, so sorry! I just woke up, and wasn't fully aware of myself yet, y'know?

Realizing he just gave himself away, he curses to himself. He returns his gaze to Yaoyorozu's eyes, finding them fixed on his face. She looks thoughtfully at the space under his eyes, likely searching for bags. Finally, she snaps back to the reason she was here.

Yaoyorozu: Midoriya, are you okay?

Responsing instantly, he almost shouts.

Midoriya: Of course! Never better. Why do you ask?

Yaomomo appears doubtful, her eyes squinting, one brow raised slightly. She recaps what had happened that day, explaining that everyone in 2A had found out about Bakugo and Uraraka. When he shouted, many were roused immediately. Fearing a villain attack, just as he had, they rushed out of their rooms, only to find him walking back to his room. Many witnessed Uraraka hanging on the wall, a half-dressed Bakugo snickering to himself while lying on his mattress. Aizawa had even made an appearance, delivering Uraraka to Recovery Girl, who made sure Uraraka took a birth control pill. Aizawa, meanwhile, had watched over Izuku for a few hours to make sure he was fine. Then, Yaoyorozu asked again.

Yaoyorozu: Are you sure you're okay, Midoriya?

At this, Deku nodded. His eyes itch profusely, warranting an eye rub. He rubs, only to pull his hands away wet. He held his hand to his cheek. Small pools formed on the edge of his hand. He was crying. Yaomomo noticed, rushing to him, and hugging him right. With her head on his chest, arms wrapped around him, he fell apart. Sobbing into the top of her head, he felt overwhelmed by his betrayal.

Eventually, he noticed Yaomomo become limp in his arms. Maneuvering her head, he peered into her face and gasped. Her eyes had bags deeper than Aizawa's. No wonder she was fast asleep in his arms. He chuckled. Pulling her inside, he lifted her, carrying her to his empty bed. Placing her under the covers, he turned away. She must have been awake for hours past normal. He glimpsed at the clock. It was close to midnight, now. He threw on a pair of running shoes, and walked out the door and down the hall. He made his way to the common area, and out of the dorm building.

TIME - 11:57