Ask me Three Things (tododeku)

The Three Questions

"No one likes this movie... let's be honest."  Ashido cringed.  

"This is why I don't watch f*cking Disney,"  Bakugou grumbled.

"When you guys said Mulan, I thought you meant the better Mulan.  Like... the cartoon,"  Midoriya looked away from the TV, "This remake is terrible."

"Let's watch something else."  Todoroki finally spoke for the first time in the past hour. 

"Nah this sh*t is stupid.  I'm going to bed."  Bakugou grouched, getting up off the couch he was sitting on.

"Aw, his royal highness needs his beauty sleep."  Ashido cooed. 

"Shut your ass up!"  Bakugou snarled.

"I'm going to bed too,"  Iida yawned, "It's late."

"Iida... it's 10:00..."  Uraraka looked up at him in surprise.

"And?"

"Nothing."

"You know, I think I'm going upstairs too,"  Midoriya said nervously.  "I just... need some alone time..."

"Aw did something happen?"  Uraraka looked up at him with worry.

"Uh..."  Midoriya thought about the email.  He still hadn't responded yet,  "No it's nothing,"  he assured, "goodnight guys,"  he added, as he left the dorm living room.  

Quickly, Midoriya rushed upstairs and to his dorm.  He made a quick change of clothes, getting in something comfy to sleep in.  He sat on his bed and casually pulled out his phone.  The message was still there, unanswered.  And it was eating at Midoriya's thoughts invasively, like some native parasite.  But, he wouldn't describe it quite like a parisite, for the message wasn't toxic or harmful.  In fact, every time he read it, he felt a bit warm inside.  Like butterflies were in his stomach and he didn't know how to get rid of them. 

As much as he wanted to respond to whoever it was, there was still the possibility it was a villain.   But Midoriya had never gotten a note like this.  No one ever really told him those things.  Yes, people said he'd make a strong hero.  And yes, Uraraka had once said he inspired her, but it didn't feel quite the same as this mystery person's message.  This person liked him.  Like, liked him. And Midoriya was giddy over it. 

He finally decided to reply, not really able to figure out what to say for the longest time.  But eventually, he put his thoughts into words.

Thanks for your kind words but... who are you?  Not saying you're a bad person or anything but it does make me a little uneasy not knowing who you are.

No one's ever told me those things before. But you've kind of confused me.  Sure, I'd love to talk. If that's what you wanted to know.  Whoever you are, you seem rather nice. 

-Midoriya

Midoriya cringed at how messy the message was.  It was sloppy, unorganized, and perhaps even rude should it be taken the wrong way.  But he already sent it.  No going back now. 

He didn't know why, but for some reason, he expected a reply.  And when a few minutes had passed, and the anonymous person still hadn't said a word, Midoriya feared it was a prank.  What if it was someone from class 1B? What would he do then?  They surely were laughing their heads off right about now.  Midoriya felt like a fool.

But, he needed to give them time to respond, whoever it was.  As he had been before, they probably weren't able to respond as fast as possible.  And no, he didn't expect them too.  But part of him wished they'd hurry up and say something.