Orange Juice from Hell (Part 8)

They continued with their merry way until one day.

In Yuuei University, the students are given the opportunity to choose their own classes and schedule. That's why it's the norm for them to be classmates with a person who has a completely unrelated course to theirs. And this particular classmate is taking Geophysics.

"What the fuck does this guy want from you?" Kacchan angrily demanded as soon as Deku exited out of his classroom.

Beside him was the messy haired Shindo Yo, waving innocently at Deku. "Didn't I tell you in Asian Lit class that I'll walk with you today? I have something important to tell you."

"Excuse me,," Kacchan shove Shindo away from Deku, like the brute that he was. "I'll be the one to walk Deku home. Now, scram before I beat you into a bloody pulp."

It has been a tradition between the two of them that Kacchan would wait for him to finish his class (and vice versa) and they would go home together. Today was no exception, not until Shindo arrived and offered to walk Deku home.

"I'm sorry Kacchan, I forgot to tell you about my plans with Shindo. Can you go home without me today?" Deku begged, sweatdropping.

"You fucking bitch, I waited an hour outside your room and this is what you'll do to me." Kacchan snapped, an angry nerve popping out of his temples.

"I'll make it up to you," Deku clasped his hands together as if praying. "sorry Kacchan. Dinner's on me tonight."

Kacchan muttered curses under his breath before turning his heels, stomping away from the two. Deku sighed in relief that he left without making much of a scene. Kacchan learned to tone down his temper in public, it might be a sign that he's finally maturing. But even so, Deku was absolutely sure that there's going to be one hell of a riot when he gets home.

"Shall we go?" Shindo smiled brightly at Deku, completely disregarding the unsightly view of Kacchan giving him the finger before he faded in the background.

Deku nodded.

And they began walking.

"Sorry about, Kacchan--I mean, Bakugo." Deku shook his head, remembering how his childhood friend hated it whenever Deku referred to him using his special nickname when talking with other people. "He's a little… protective of me."

"I can see." Shindo chuckled. "The reason why I asked you out today is that I wanted to tell you something, but since I saw it with my own two eyes, I guess the rumors are really true. Now, I must be a man and accept my complete and utter defeat." He sighed, running his hand through his messy hair that could rival Midoriya's.

Deku tilted his head to the side. "Rumors? What rumors?"

Shindo flinched, completely stunned at the cuteness he just witnessed. "That you and Bakugo-san are a thing."

Deku choked at nothing in particular.

"Are you okay?" Shindo worriedly brought out his water bottle and passed it to him.

Deku gratefully accepted it and drank. "Thank you, Shindo-kun. But no, we aren't a thing. Bakugo is definitely not gay." He gave the bottle back, Shindo eyed the bottle hole with such a depraved look on his face.

"But you are," Shindo gave him a sideward glance. "aren't you?"

Deku halted.

So did he.

"How did you…?" Deku couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Well, it's not like I'm hiding it but I also swing that way." He smiled at him, yet Deku could no longer feel the friendliness in them. "And you happened to catch my attention."

Deku was completely taken aback. "Isn't this too sudden?"

Shindo suddenly took his hands, his heart started beating so fast he was afraid that it was going to explode.

"I've been giving you signs since the moment we got paired up in Asian Lit. Heck, I even threatened our prof to pair us together because that's how much I like you." And with that statement, Shindo completely shredded his good boy facade. "But you didn't notice any of my advances since you're too caught up with that arrogant punk--"

"Please don't talk about Kacchan like that," Deku frowned.

"Why do you like him so much?" He grasped on Deku's hand tightly as if this would help spit out the truth from Deku. "Is it his appearance? Because if so, I've been told that we look similar, I could dye my hair blond if you--"

Deku pulled his hands away, feeling shivers running down his spine. "What are you talking about, Shindo-kun? Stop joking around…"

"I'm not joking," He said. "I like you. I really do. The moment I saw you, the moment you sat right next to me. I knew that I liked you."

Yo, what the fuck. Izuku gulped.

"So tell me," He moved closer to Deku, their foreheads could almost touch. For some reason, it reminded Deku of a hazy memory. "what do you like about Bakugo that I don't have? I am willing to change myself for you if you'd like--"

"Shindo-kun, please stop." He squeaked. "You're scaring me."

Shindo gasped, occurring to him that he's being a little bit aggressive. "I'm sorry. I just…"

"Really like me?" Deku finished for him. God, that sounded stupid even to his own ears.

Shindo earnestly nodded.

"Look, Shindo-kun." He sighed exasperatedly. "Don't you think you're springing this upon me suddenly? I mean, I'm sorry that I didn't notice your advances and all that… But can you at least give me time? Like you know, let's get to know each other first before you declare stuff like you like me and all that--"

"But I really do like you,"

"Shindo."

"… I'm sorry," He bowed his head in defeat. "I was really crushed when I saw you that night with Bakugo at the Viran pub. So when you confirmed that you aren't dating, I got really excited--"

"You saw me with Kacchan?" Deku interrupted.

Shindo blinked. "Yeah, he was carrying you bridal style. You seemed completely wasted."

He didn't know how to react to the information.

This must be what Kacchan meant when he said I did something stupid and everyone knows about it.

"So what do you say," Shindo said. "I like you, Midoriya-kun. What's your answer?"

"How about a fuck you?"

That wasn't Deku. It came from a voice from behind. They both turned around, only to see Kacchan walking towards them with a wicked grin on his face.

"Are you done now, you vibrator bastard?"

"What the fuck," Deku spluttered.

"Bakugo," Shindo glared, his hands balled into a fist. "I see you're still acting like Midoriya-kun is your property."

Kacchan's eyes narrowed but decided to ignore him. He took Deku's hand and began dragging him away from the crazy asshole.

"Kacchan, wait," When Deku realized that no amount of struggle can help him, he turned to Shindo while continuously being dragged by the other boy. "I'm sorry, Shindo-kun! See you at our next class, I guess!"

"Yes, see you!" He waved energetically, diverting to his soft demeanor again when talking with the green-haired boy. "And remember, Bakugo isn't as amazing as he claims to be. You're better than him, Midoriya! Don't let him think otherwise!"

"Go fuck yourself," Bakugo jeered.

When they arrived at their dorm, as you might expect, all hell went loose.

They both knew that Shindo's words as they were leaving were just mere heckling. It seemed like an uneventful encounter for Deku that was just buried in the back of his mind into nothingness. But for some reason, it was the catalyst for the deterioration of something inside of Kacchan.