In another eyes. [ENG] [Dekubaku x OC]

eleven.

"Morning" I greet.

It was more like half of a greet, but at least I tried...

"Hey, woman, you look like shit, what'ya doing up this early? Didn't know today's Sunday or what?"

I look at Sero so bad for having said that, tho without any willing to say something against. I just go there to sit close and watch him cook, so sad when I say; "I know it's Sunday, ok? I just woke up thinking was later. I tried to go back to sleep but I just couldn't anymore".

"Mh, makes sense, I guess. There's no other way for you to look this sad" Says, flipping something on the pan. "Tho I can make you happier, I'm making pancakes, want some?"

I pout, I almost wanna burst out in tears at how incredibly bad my mood swings are right now. "That'd be so nice..."

He turns around right away, just by hearing my voice. "Hey, what's up? What's wrong?"

I really can't believe how terrible I'm feeling today...

"I just- I.., I'm on my ovulation days..."

I hate these days...

Stupid ovulation.

He chuckles, rolls his eyes, and walks over here, hugging me tight, knowing better than anyone I need a hug so much right now...

And I cry. What for? No clue bitch.

"I wanted to stay on bed till noon!"

His laugh echoes through all the kitchen, squeezing me tight. "Damn, flaca. You and your messed up days".

"It's not my fault!" I snap, wanting to pull away and hit him. Though, somehow, I end up hugging him even closer to me.

"I know, flaca, it's not your fault. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

I try, but I'm too sad to think about it.

"Want me to put a lot of red fruits and hazelnut cream on your pancakes?"

I immediately nod, he goes down to place a kiss on my hair. "Done. They'll be ready in no time, okay? Is it okay if I let you go to do them for you?"

I nod again, releasing him. He ruffles my hair, walks to the kitchen.

Sero is so good to me...

I love him so much.

"Hey, why are you crying now?"

"Cuz you're so nice with me. I don't know what I'd do without you..."

He chuckles, it's like we've known each other for ages. "We're panas, aren't we?"

"Mhm" I nod, wiping my cheeks. "We're panas".

"There it is. All the best for my flaca".

I smile so big again, my heart melting even faster inside my sensible chest, sobbing again. "I love you so much" I whisper, in our native.

He smiles big, saying back "Yo te quiero más".

I love him so much. Really, without him I'd be insane or dead out of loneliness.

And he knows that perfectly well, cause trying to change my mood, changes the subject too. "You going today with Bakugo and Midoriya to do the pantry, right?"

"Mhm. Want me to buy something for you?"

He shakes his head, turning to keep on his cooking. "I'm good. What time you leaving?"

"Mh.., eleven or so".

"Oh, nice, you still have time then. How was your practice yesterday with Aizawa?"