Another dose of caffeine

Asui Tsuyu was a small girl who resembled, for better or for worse, a frog. She was a friend of his, though not as close as Kacchan but a lot closer compared to The Big Three (which already says a lot).

Speaking of The Big Three, he hasn't gotten the opportunity to talk to them since Amajiki's failed confession attempt...

"Are you okay? I've been calling your name for a straight minute now." She tilted her head to the side. How adorable. At first glance, you would find her appearance slightly odd. But somewhere down the road for Deku, it morphed into an endearment. "You've been spacing out quite a lot lately."

"A lot of people has been pointing that out actually." He sighed. "That's why I'm getting another dose of caffeine."

"Another?" Asui paused. "Izuku-chan, your hands are shaking. I wouldn't be surprised if you're palpitating as well. I think it would be beneficial for you if you get some rest instead."

"That's the problem, I rested too much and now I've got to pay the price." Deku thanked the barista as he paid for his drink. "I was partying too much lately that I didn't notice my schoolwork piling up on me. I can't afford to rest anymore."

"Did Iida-chan offer to help you?"

Izuku spun around. "How'd you know that?" Was Iida spreading rumors that he was a charity case Iida was working on?

"Oh, he does that with everyone who seemed like they needed help," Asui explained. "Like me, for example. After you got... busy I didn't have any study buddy anymore--"

"I'm sorry for suddenly not showing up for our study sessions," Midoriya bowed deeply.

They used to work on their schoolwork together at all times but after Midoriya started hanging out with Kacchan and Shigaraki, their sessions stopped altogether without any warning.

"No harm taken," She waved her hand dismissively. "I'm glad things are getting better with you and Bakugo-chan. Anyway, Iida suddenly offered to help me out of nowhere even if we weren't that close."

"That's exactly what he did to me." Plus the 'choose your friends carefully' warning, of course. "Still... I don't know. He used to glare at me and Bakugo all the time for no particular reason and now he's suddenly offering to help me out. I think I've been hanging around Shigaraki-san too much because something tells me there's a hidden agenda behind it."

"Iida might be intimidating at times, but he's a genuinely nice person." She said. "I'm not saying this because he's helping me out but because of the overall consensus of other people's opinion of him as well. My friend who works at the same café as him told me that he's actually a sweet guy."

Midoriya hummed. "I think I'll give his offer some thought, thanks, Asui-san."

"Call me Tsuyu-chan," She corrected.

"Sorry," Deku stuck his tongue out, scratching the back of his head. "so how're things going with you and your girlfriend, Mangusu-san?"

***

"Deku?" Kacchan whispered hotly against his ear, his hands slithering down on Deku's abdomen as if trying to figure out where his dick would be whenever he thrust himself in. "Are you okay? You look kinda tired lately."

Deku hummed, allowing himself to relax on the warmth of Kacchan's body who was currently spooning him.

"Just... Trying to make up for the schoolwork lately. It's been piling up for a while and you know I'm not good with cramming." He yawned before turning around to meet his gaze. "I'm amazed by how you can party, have sex with me, and have good grades at the same time."

"It's because I'm a genius."

"I know you are," Deku chuckled, running his fingertips on Katsuki's sharp jawline.

"Do you want to meet up with the guys later?" He asked. "You know, maybe have a couple of shots to loosen you up. Although, we both know you're quite loose already."

Deku blushed. "I'll have to say no to that because you're a pervert and because I still need to finish a paper and three presentations."

"What's gotten you in the mood to be studious lately?" Kacchan sighed, a bit disappointed that he won't get to fuck someone tonight.

"Iida-san has been helping me keep up with my workload lately."

And he knew the moment he mentioned Iida's name, or anybody else's for that matter, Izuku fucked up.

Kacchan abruptly pulled away as if Deku's was fire and it was burning him alive.

"What?"

"Kacchan, please." He pleaded.

"When did you start becoming chummy with that glasses bastard?"

"I'm allowed to have my own set of friends, Kacchan."

"Are we going to have this talk again?" Katsuki seethed. "Because last time we did, I made a fucking point that all your 'friends' only wanted to fuck you, in case you fucking forgot."

"Iida is straight!"

"So was I," Kacchan pointed. "now look where it got us. On your bed, fucking."

"Kacchan, please calm down."

"I CAN'T FUCKING CALM DOWN WHEN YOU'RE BEING A FUCKING IDIOT!" He grabbed his clothes scattered all over the floor and began redressing. "I'm going to the fucking bar. Go with that glasses asshole and hope you get yourself a good fuck tonight."

And before Deku could say anything, Kacchan stormed off.

Midoriya, carrying his university bag full of books and cheap pens and paper, stood in front of an expensive-looking café on the bougie side of Tokyo. He swallowed the imaginary lump inside his throat, eyeing the signage of the establishment one more time to make sure he was entering the correct place and he won't accidentally make a fool of himself.

He's actually been here before. He went there out of curiosity because he found out that Iida was working here as a waiter. Lo and behold, a refined young man such as him was working at such a refined establishment as well. The menu, as expected, came at a price as well and Deku immediately regretted being a busybody.

Izuku didn't really think that he'll be back here since the number of zeros in the menu was enough to scare him off last time. But Iida texted him that they were understaffed today so he might be staying a lot later at his part-time job so it'll be better if they just met up here instead.

He made one deep sigh before entering, the chimes rang as he pushed the door to signal his arrival at Café Perry.

"Welcome," Iida greeted. "sorry for making you wait, Midoriya-kun. You can sit wherever you want, we're already going to close in a few minutes so you don't need to worry that the café might be too noisy for your taste as we study."

"Wait, we'll study here?" Forest green irises dilated in horror.

Iida cluelessly tilted his head to the side. "Do you not like it here?"

"That's not what I meant," Deku said. He doesn't have the audacity to dislike something so high-class. "Wouldn't your manager get mad that you're not closing the café when you ought to?"

Iida averted his gaze.

"Don't tell me, you're the manager of this place?"

There was a pregnant pause.

"I don't even." Izuku shook his head in defeat. "Aren't you too young to be this responsible?"

"My family just happen to be a close friend of the owner of this establishment," Iida tried to conceal his embarrassment. "they just happened to offer me the job and I accepted it. I say it's because of connections and luck that I got such a high role at a young age."

"I feel like a potato compared to you."

"Nonsense," Iida chuckled. "I would consider you more like a truffle."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"...Yes?"

"I'm amazed that you're a consistent Dean's Lister when you're preoccupied with work while helping other people get their shit together," Deku commented as he drank the coffee Iida made for their study session. Creamy and sweet, perfect. "Seriously though, aren't you abusing your power as manager by using this café as your personal study space after work hours?"

"I have acquired permission from the owners of the establishment beforehand, worry not," Iida reassured. "Besides, it's not like I regularly use the café as a place to tutor other people. You're the only person, in fact, from uni that I invited here."

"Awww, am I special?" Midoriya blinked exaggeratedly a couple of times.

Iida became flustered and began stammering. Deku couldn't help but laugh at his innocent reaction.