Tododeku angst

Chapter 30

After another hour or so into staring at Izuku, I had come to the conclusion that I was going to adopt Inko as my new mom. I probably didn't deserve her, but she's to nice for me to just pass up the opportunity. 

Of course the chances of me actually saying that were pretty slim. 

"Hey... Shoto?" Inko finally asked, breaking the silence.  

"Yeah?" 

"About how long have you and Izuku been dating?" 

An odd question, but I still thought about it for a second. 

"About... six months or so," I responded. 

She nodded her head lightly, bringing her finger up to her chin. 

"Please answer me honestly, have you two ever had sex before?" 

My face flushed as my breath hitched. Why was she so hooked on this? 

"N-no," I stammered. She nodded again. 

"You have my permission to marry him then." 

My eyes widened, and I nearly pitched forward. Has water been in my mouth, it would've ended up all over Izuku. I looked to Inko, and I didn't see a trace of evil intention. 

How did she know that I was thinking about asking him? I was planning on asking him at our one year anniversary, but... 

Second thoughts clouded my mind. I could wait for another six months, or I could propose right after he woke up. 

If he woke up.

I leaned backwards in my chair, trying to push the though from my mind. He's going to wake up. He has to. 

And when he does...

"O-okay. Th-thank you," I mumbled, turning away from Inko slightly. 

Geez, everything was so serious lately. I couldn't help but miss a few months ago, when the only thing I thought of was what to do with Izuku. And now, he was unconscious in front of me, I had just received permission to marry him without asking, and I felt like throwing up. The drama with my dad wasn't helping either. 

I probably needed extensive therapy for just my memories on him. Delve a bit deeper into the self-hate, trauma of loosing a mother and a sibling, and of your boyfriend trying to jump off a bridge the second you look away? I pity the therapist that has to deal with me once I give in and get one. 

Honestly though, what 22 year old didn't need therapy in this world? I was probably lucky I only needed therapy for that kind of stuff. A lot of people have it a lot worse. 

My phone started buzzing again, pulling me out of my thoughts. I was a bit wary about answering, considering my last phone call, but I felt relieved when I saw the name pop up. 

"Hi Ochako," I said, exhaustion probably emanate in my voice. 

"Wow you sound tired. Anyway, Iida, Momo, Tsuyu, Jiro and I are going to go shopping for a gift for when Izuku wakes up. We thought since you were so close to him, you could come to! That and Iida doesn't want to be the only guy," She exclaimed, all at once. 

I processed for a second. 

"Uh... what time?" 

"Uuuuuhhh.... is right now okay?" 

"Did you seriously invite me last minute?" 

"Maybe. Now meet us at think-geek, we were hoping to get an All Might figure he doesn't have yet."