Improper Engagement

Untitled Part 1

"Todoroki!" someone was yelling from behind the door.

Snapping out of his trance, he had not realized he was lost in his own thoughts. Looking around the room, it was covered in ice as was the right side of his body. The door opening and he realized that Midoriya used his force to barge in. Why could he just not be left alone? Everyone was always so nosy and concerned here. If his father didn't care how he felt, why should they?

"What?" Todoroki asked.

He could see Midoriya standing there, looking around. The small room he had secluded himself into was a ice fortress. The chair he sat on, the table up the lights on the ceiling. His control over his quirk had been managed at a very young age, his mother adamant on it-- and for a moment like this, to have slipped and froze an entire room while lost in thought, was beyond him.

How had he gotten to this point? Taking a deep breath, centering himself, Todoroki touched the table and melted the ice all around the room. Water dripped from all around and Midoriya sat in the chair next to him. The last thing he wanted to admit, even to Midoriya was that he lost control for a moment.

It was all Momo's fault-- at least that's what he told himself. Why was she always so nice to him? Smiling at him, touching his arm as they talked. Her costume was as distracting as where her eyes. That afternoon she had blushed at him, leaning in, kissing his cheek before running off. The minute she was out of sight, he felt the flames licking at his body.

It scared him and he ran off to find somewhere to calm down. He wished that Midoriya would just leave him alone.

"I saw you running, I was worried," Midoriya said.

"I'm fine," he replied.

"Are you sure?"

Taking a deep breath, he knew he had to talk to someone. What if Momo went to actually kiss him, and his body went aflame? Would it burn her? Would he be at fault for it?

"No," he replied.

"You know you can talk to me," Midoriya said.

He knew this, everyone knew this. Midoriya was always there for everyone, regardless who they were. One of the reasons he looked up to him, and one of the reasons he felt he could open up to him.

"Momo kissed my cheek," he whispered.

"What?" Midoriya squealed out.

Groaning, all he could do was lay his head on the desk, feeling his body temperature go up and down. It had been years since he had to think so hard to regulate his body temperature. What was going on with him? How had some girl caused him to feel this way?

"Well that is great!" Midoriya said.

"The minute she turned and ran off... my left side started burning," he said.

"You mean...?"

He could only nod. Todoroki could not even look at Midoriya, he was embarrassed and ashamed. Allowing his feeling to overcome him, he did not even do this when his father pissed him off.

What Todoroki did not know, was when Ochaco touched Midoriya's arm, he felt his toe snap and break due to his quirk unable to contain itself. There was something these girls were doing to them, and neither knew how to control anything.

"Well that explains the ice castle you formed in here," Midoriya said with a laugh.

He felt he never had never groaned so much in his life. What Midoriya was finding humorous, he was finding horrifying.