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Mistakes

Chapter 1

To just about everyone, Midoriya was an open book. He wore his heart on his sleeve proudly, never shying away from crying or laughing when he felt like it. It also wasn't uncommon for him to mumble out his thoughts in an endless stream, giving way more information than anyone needed.

Due to his open personality, the entire class believed that he had a crush on Ochaco or was already dating her in secret. But that simply wasn't true. He was one hundred percent into men, one man specifically—Shoto Todoroki.

To Izuku, there were many problems with him falling for the dual user. For starters, he needed to keep his focus on getting stronger so that he could become the next Symbol of Peace and he was sure Todoroki felt the same.

But then he also fell into the depths of his own insecurities. He simply couldn't imagine someone like Shoto reciprocating his feelings. The teen was the image of perfection: handsome, smart, strong body with an even stronger quirk, aloof yet caring at the same time... And Izuku perceived himself to be the exact opposite with exception of his quirk, though that had been given to him and wasn't natural.

Midoriya couldn't imagine a worse high school experience than having the boy he'd been crushing on since his first year finding out and rejecting him… or someone like Mineta getting wind of his predicament and spilling his secret to everyone.

He could just imagine the nearly infinite embarrassing ways that they'd start to meddle in a futile effort to help him confess to Todoroki. Or, more likely, he'd be 'cockblocked' in every sense of the word by everyone else who also wanted the icy-hot teen.

So, even though it crushed his heart to do so, he let everyone think that he and Ochaco were dancing around the idea of dating after explaining to her very privately that he couldn't ever feel that way towards her.

Moving into the dorms had only made it harder for Izuku to hide and suppress his ever-growing feelings for Todoroki. It amazed him that watching Shoto do the most mundane and domestic acts caused his heart to flutter erratically.

Sometimes he'd make it down to the common area early enough to catch Todoroki sleepily munching on cereal or walking back to his bedroom late at night after taking a hot shower, water still dripping down his collarbone and teasingly slipping lower.

The teen sneezed once and Izuku almost passed out from a cuteness overload along with all the other fanboys/girls. Todoroki had sounded just like a baby kitten…

Midoriya knew at that moment that there was no going back now; he was deep in the throes of unrequited love and was pretty much drowning. But he was a good friend and a prospective hero, so he would never let anyone know.

Izuku sighed heavily into his pillow, groaning in irritation that once again his exhaustion wasn't enough to force his racing mind to slow into sleep. It wasn't uncommon for him; between the villain attacks their first year, All Might's retirement, and Shoto, Midoriya often found himself struggling to find peace.

But tonight, he had nothing to do to help quell his overactive mind. All of his homework was finished, exercising would just get him pumped up, and he'd already read all of his books.

Begrudgingly, he stumbled out of his bed and slipped on a baggy shirt. If he was lucky he could find some tea in the common area to help him calm down. He was almost finished making his beverage when he turned to find a lone light in the otherwise dark area.

"Todoroki?" he questioned quietly, easily recognizing the two-colored hair as he approached. The teen was sitting on the couch with his knees curled up to his chest, arms wrapped around them as he stared ahead blankly. "What are you doing up so late?"

Shoto looked momentarily startled before returning to his usual blank expression, quickly putting his feet down on the floor. "I suppose the same as you, Midoriya. I was having trouble sleeping."

Izuku blushed heavily, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. He silently scolded himself for asking a question that Todoroki had thought was obvious. Part of him wanted to retreat back to the Shoto-free safety of his room, but what could a few minutes hurt?

"May I s-sit with you?" He asked hesitantly.

Shoto nodded silently and gestured to the cushion beside him on the love seat. He didn't show any other recognition of the boy's presence for the next few minutes, keeping his eyes planted firmly on the blackness of the wide windows.

"What's keeping you up Midoriya? Is something wrong?" Todoroki finally asked, turning his head just enough to let his focused gaze pierce into the smaller teen.

Izuku was momentarily taken aback. Shoto was often blunt with his questions and statements, but he rarely went out of his way to talk about personal information unless he really wanted to, like when he cornered Midoriya before their first Sports Festival.

The mossy-haired teen was so flustered by the question that he blurted out a response before thinking about its implications. "I was thinking about someone- No I mean… I umm…"

Todoroki didn't seem to notice the flush that covered his companion's cheeks, or how he tried to backtrack on his answer. He simply nodded and went silent again, letting Midoriya stew in his embarrassment from his near confession.

"Uh… what a-about you?" Izuku asked, setting his cup down nervously; he just knew with his clumsiness he'd spill it if he tried to hold it in his lap.

But Todoroki still didn't say a word, his posture tense. Midoriya could see that familiar sadness in his eyes, the same devastation and numb look that had made his heart break the year before when he'd melted Sero from his massive ice attack.

"…Shoto?" Izuku whispered, leaning towards him and placing a hand on his shoulder. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, the teen smacked his arm away while simultaneously grabbing his collar, yanking him into a crushing kiss.

Midoriya floundered for a few seconds before succumbing to the near bruising pressure. He melted, letting Todoroki tangle his hand in his hair and dominate the kiss. His eyes fluttered closed as a hot tongue pushed into his mouth, flickering around with purpose.

Then all at once, Todoroki pulled away completely, leaving Midoriya dazed and heavy-lidded, his mind swirling with arousal and near disbelief. He was vaguely aware of the dual user staring at him with an analytical look, searching him.

Shoto's face slipped back into deadpan, grabbing Izuku's hand and pulling him from the couch. He easily tugged the still hazy teen up the stairs and to his room, attacking his lips once more when the door closed behind them.

Midoriya began to pant lightly when Todoroki's mouth traveled down his throat, nipping and sucking on his skin while his hands plunged under his shirt, kneading into his muscled flesh. He had his own hands planted firmly on the dual user's shoulders, his blunt nails digging down.

Izuku was so entranced by the wonderful sensations that he hardly noticed when his and Todoroki's shirts were actually taken off completely. He only became aware when he was lifted and pressed back roughly into the wall, his legs wrapping around Shoto to steady himself. He broke their kiss momentarily, shocked.

All it took was one look into those arousal-blown heterochromatic eyes for him to not only not care that they were moving fast, but to be completely supportive of it. He frantically pulled Shoto's head back up and resumed kissing him, shuddering as their respective bulges rubbed against each other.

Midoriya moaned into his lover's mouth as Todoroki rut and ground into him; it felt wonderful, amazing, addictive. But he wanted so much more.

Shoto seemed to read his mind, shifting an arm behind him so that he could carry Izuku to the bed. Almost as soon as the mossy-haired teens back touched the futon, Todoroki was stripping him of his pants and boxers.

Midoriya felt exposed and for the first time since they started, incredibly embarrassed to be naked in front of his crush even if the room was dark. But Todoroki ignored how he covered his face with his hands and started mumbling out nearly panicked garbled words.

Izuku could feel Shoto's presence moving to hover over him, easily slipping back between his legs. His hands were harder to pry apart, but he soon gave in and let Todoroki press his wrists into the mattress and pin them there beside his head.

"Are you okay with this, Izuku?" Shoto whispered, his lips tickling the teen's ear as they moved. He waited patiently as the boy trembled beneath him, basking in the heat that radiated between their naked bodies. He heard Midoriya gulp nervously, listening intently before he went any further.

"I…y-yes…"

Izuku felt his stomach twist in nervousness but also intense desire and impatience. He could hear more than see Todoroki sucking his fingers and knew what was about to come. Sex education with Midnight and Aizawa had been an absolute nightmare, but at least he knew what to expect.

Of course, theory could only prepare him so much. When Shoto's first saliva covered digit entered him, he arched up and gasped at the foreign feeling. The second made him hiss slightly, stretching him more than he thought it would.

He was grateful for Todoroki's strong broad shoulders hovering above him, giving him something to brace himself with. With the third finger pressing into him, he grit his teeth and turned his head into his lover's neck, breathing heavily with pain and pleasure.

Then he felt empty, Shoto pulling out of him and spitting into his hand once more. But soon he felt a much larger, blunt head teasing his entrance, pressing in with a slow but steady pace. It hurt much more than the fingers, his insides struggling to accommodate.

But pain was something he could easily deal with after the backlash of his quirk. So, he bit back his whimpers and tears, panting into Todoroki's neck with heaving breathes. To his surprise and somewhat excitement, Shoto didn't pause to let him adjust this time.

The larger teen rocked back and then snapped his hips forward, jolting Midoriya with the force. He groaned as loudly as he dared to, quickly covering Izuku's mouth to muffle his shriek. But he didn't stop, his body shaking as it continued to pound into him.

It was only a few thrusts later that Midoriya felt something deep inside him get hit, the walls of his cavern clenching and spasming around Todoroki. The pain that had initially torn through him subsided quickly, flooding into an intense pleasure.

It only made him feel more aroused that Shoto was being so rough with him; he could practically feel the teen's usually solid barriers falling as he too gave in to how good it felt. He wrapped his legs back around Todoroki's waist, pushing the hand off his mouth so that he could kiss him again.

Midoriya was elated that Shoto returned his affection, easily able to keep his lips even as his forceful thrusts made the smaller boy bounce beneath him.

He felt searing hot pleasure building deep within his stomach, his back arching at the sensation. "Sh-Shoto..." he groaned, hoping that his desperation was conveyed.

The larger teen was panting heavily into his throat, only letting out quiet moans every so often. Midoriya was writhing beneath him, his insides squeezing almost unbearably tight. He felt his own orgasm creeping up his spine and bit down into Izuku's collarbone.

Midoriya gasped and tossed his head back, nearly freezing completely as his vision went white. He could feel Todoroki ram into him a couple more times before huskily shuddering out a moan into his ear.

They stayed there as the room seeped back into their pleasure-soaked minds, wrapped in each other's still trembling arms. Midoriya couldn't have been more content, relaxing under Todoroki's heavy, warm body.

He almost whined when Shoto rolled off of him but instead ran his hand through his sweaty hair in embarrassment. Now that the sex was over, he realized that his knowledge of intimate encounters was running out; his teachers never told them what happens afterward.

"Maybe I should try and cuddle with him? That sounds so nice right now. Is Shoto the cuddling type though? Should I ask?" Izuku internally questioned, his mind running a mile a minute.

"Thank you, Midoriya. You should probably go back to your own room now so our classmates and teachers don't suspect something." Todoroki stated, his voice as bland as usual.

Izuku felt his chest clench with pain. It was a stinging sensation that he'd experienced a few times watching romantic drama's with Ochaco, only this time much more powerful and suffocating. As he stiffly sat up, he tried to reason with himself.

They were technically breaking school rules. He was in Todoroki's room past curfew, they'd had sex…

"Todoroki and I just had sex…" his mind gasped, fully realizing what had just happened. That was enough to get him moving a little faster. His pants were easy enough to find without a light on, but he didn't bother looking for his boxers or shirt.

Midoriya didn't regret what they'd done at all, but Shoto was right that they'd get in huge trouble if they were caught in such a… compromising… position. At least he hoped that's what Todoroki meant when he said someone could suspect something.

He slipped out and carefully crept back to his room, nearly squealing into his pillow with delight. He loved Shoto Todoroki, and it seemed like the most coveted teen on campus returned his feelings.

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