Total Command

Chapter 50: Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced

"You are getting way better at this," Kyoka mused as Izuku continued his practice with her guitar, playing a simple tune that was heavenly to her ears. "It's kinda pissing me off how easily you picked it up."

"I had a really good teacher." Izuku shrugged, the action not affecting the tune he had been playing. "...And my quirk I guess?"

Kyoka sighed with a smirk. "Stupid." She yawned, laying on top of her bed, listening to him play with her eyes closed. "Hope you didn't mind that I faked not knowing about your relationship the other day."

"Oh wow, you blurting out that you knew would've made it much worse," Izuku admitted, realizing what could've happened if the class knew that. Heck just the girls hearing that, Ochako would've become a balloon again.

"He̥y͢,̳ ͉y͟o͢u̬ ̜s̝a̫id i̪t ̪not m̞e͇.̳"

"...Hey, Green?" Kyoka mumbled, softer than before. His eyes found themselves attracted to her form again. She was hugging a pillow tightly, her jacks poking each other in front of her face. "...Did you mean it?"

"...What?" he asked softly, the tune morphing into something softer.

Kyoka rolled from side to side, fighting the urge to just blurt out what she had in her head. She sighed, giving in finally. "T-that I was hot?"

Izuku's hand slipped as he missed a chord, the harsh dissonance causing Kyoka to flinch.

"I- I'm sorry that was a stupid thing to as-!" Kyoka attempted to backpedal out of the question, only to get cut off by Izuku's soft chuckle.

"You are adorable."

Kyoka flinched again, groaning and tossing the pillow at his head as she hid her blushing face under her hands. "Asshole!"

"What? You are!" he insisted, voice muffled by the pillow on his face. "And..."— he looked away, the pillow dropping off his face—"...really attractive."

Kyoka paused.

"I mea-" He was forced to stop as her jacks suddenly burst forward, wrapping around his face, snapping his jaw shut.

"Don't!" Kyoka panted, her face looking like a steamed tomato.

Izuku's eyes remained gazing at hers, green against dark purple.

She blinked, the jacks forcing his mouth closed going slack. "S-sorry, I got... embarrassed."

"I- uh..." He looked away, scratching his cheek. "I feel the same way... I didn't think you'd bring that back up..."

"Sorry, I just... that came to my head when you..." Kyoka blustered, then covered up her eyes with a hiss. "God, I'm a mess..."

Izuku laughed awkwardly. "Join the club."

"...Izuku- did you actually mean it though?" she asked, avoiding his gaze.

"I meant every word of it," he breathed out. "I- has no one ever told you that before?"

"No- no they did, I just..." She sat down cross-legged, hands on her lap as her jacks pulled back and started to poke each other again. "...Didn't believe them before."

"...Oh."

Ochako attempted to sneak into his room.

Izuku acted like he didn't notice her walking in on her tip-toes.

"Ochako?" He whispered, turning around in his chair to look at his cute intruder.

"A-ah! Deku!" She blushed, looking at her lover. "Hello!"