Colours [Bnha x Male Reader]

11-"Breaking The Ice"

I wake up at around 11 AM. It feels nice to wake up late again. Waking up so early for 5 days was such a strain on me, it's hard to believe some people have to do it all year.

Sitting up, I stretch with a groan, my arm falling haphazardly onto my bedside as I slide my phone off it and turn it on. Nothing new except for a couple of notifications from certain social media. I click my tongue before deciding to shoot Todo a message. I mean, we were to hang out after all, right? I send a message to his number, clarifying it's me and asking about the hangout.

While I wait for a response, I turn onto my side and scroll through social media, checking the notifications I got. I still feel drowsy and I don't have the energy to get up and be productive by like taking a shower or whatever. During my internet expedition, I get a text from (F/n). "Yo bro. So seriously, how was your first week?" It reads. I move onto my back, my expression relaxing as I hastily type out a response. "Exuberant." "Oo big boi words" "You're an idiot if you think 'exuberant' is a smart word." "I'm stupid man cut me some slack
😔" "No shit." I sit up in my bed, running a hand through my hair before wincing in pain as some tangles cause me to pull my own hair. "You think the hero lifes for you yet??" I ponder for a second. "No." Is my blunt reply.

My stomach growls, threatening to begin to eat itself, so I begrudgingly stand from my bed and slowly drag my feet to my kitchen. When I make it I get myself a bowl of cereal while constantly checking my phone to see if either Todoroki or (F/n) replied.

After I got my cereal, I head to the living room and sat down, beginning to eat. My phone buzzed and I got a message from Todoroki. "Can we leave at 3:30? We can meet in front of the school since it's the easiest place to locate." I nod to myself, send him back a quick 'yep, okay', and resume my eating. It'll be nice to get out, and Todoroki seems like someone who needs extra time to get through to.

"If the hero life isnt for you then maybe the villain one is 👀 👀" is what (F/n)s most recent message, one I just received, read. "Eh. I don't know if that life is for me either." I write back, setting my bowl of half-finished cereal on the coffee table. "Cmon bro we could be the most intimidating villain duo in japan 😎😎" "I feel like you've got ill intent." "No intent but entertainment my mans 🤪". I finish off my cereal and by the time I do, (F/n)'s has gone offline.

Leaning back into the sofa, I close my eyes. I don't feel tired anymore. If anything, I feel more awake than ever. Maybe not physically, but mentally- oh boy. My mind was racing. I don't know what I'm thinking about. All my thoughts were layering over each other and I couldn't pick out and decipher just one. My friends, heroes, school, villains. Those were the only implied thoughts, but it's not like I can actually prove that I'm thinking of that.

To pass time, I watch some videos, check the news occasionally. Just more fights. More battles between good and bad. I don't mean to be a born in the wrong generation kid but honestly this whole hero shit is fucking stressful. Oh, you have a good quirk? Your only profession in the foreseeable future is a hero. Drop your hobbies cause boy do we have a recommendation for you! Ugh...

In what feels like no time at all, its 2:40. I get up, gather some new clothes and a towel, and head to take a shower. I can barely recall anything that happened in it. Just ... showered, I guess. I dried up, got dressed, and did some additional things to look more presentable outside, such as combing my hair, spritzing on some cologne, brushing my teeth and using some mouth wash, etc.

I head to my room and slip on a hoodie, pulling on my shoes and looking at myself in the mirror. I check the time and its 3:12. Todoroki is going to be leaving at 3:30 per his message so I have some time to just lounge around and wait for a little. I scroll through me and (F/n)'s text history. It's a lot of back and forth banter. They sure do love to brag a lot about being immune to me. There's a part here where (F/n) brags about being color blind before telling me color blind people can still have favorite colors. We then bantered about something irrelevant before I clarified most color blind people would probably clarify their colorblindness, and if they didn't then I would still know if I tried, anyway. I kinda just use the question so I can avoid having an awkward staring contest before I realize it ain't gonna work.