I came to the conclusion that it was probably a terrible idea to have let Roki sleep in my room with me.

Kittens didm't seem to have any clue about regular sleeping patterns, or where paws are not meant to be shoved.

I groaned and I plucked yet another white cat hair from my mouth, whilst my other arm was wrapped around Aizawa’s neck. I had literally refused to walk, and now he was piggybacking me towards the bus.

“I warned you…” He muttered, shifting my weight on his back.
“Your nephew was just excited, that's all. No regrets…” I mumbled back, nuzzling into his ebony mop of hair.

"Please stop referring to him as my nephew..."

“(Y/N)!” I lifted a lid lazily as I saw Mina and Tetsutetsu running up to us.
“Yo…” I flashed them a weak peace sign before letting my arm dangle.

“SIR, WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?! SHE'S A CORPSE!” Mina shrieked, running circles around us.

“Yeah bro...Sir...your selfie game was a bit weak! Gave me nightmares though!” Tetsutetsu added. Aizawa rolled his eyes and pulled his hands out from underneath me, but I managed to wrap my legs around his torso to keep from falling.

“That was the cats fault. I just strung her up for a few minutes as a warning.” He said with a shrug, fixing his scarf, which I was accidentally pulling backwards.

“Vida piñata…” I chuckled tiredly, finally sliding off and placing my feet on the ground. Aizawa had already packed our luggage on the bus the evening before, so we didn't have anything to carry with us.

“I could carry you, (Y/N)!” Tetsutetsu announced, flexing his arms up like All Might. I was about to decline, when I was scooped up from behind. I yelped out and grabbed hold of whoever had picked me up, and realised that it was Kaminari.

“Oh...hey…” I greeted him in a daze, feeling my cheeks grow warm. He smiled down at me and tilted his head, his blond locks swaying to the side with his adorable movement.

“Hey, Precious.”

“Hormones…” Aizawa shuddered before he ambled off towards the bus, and Iida was standing by the doors, directing people with his usual hyper flurry of hand gestures.

“Put her down, dunce…” A low growl made Kaminari's arms grow tense around my frame, and he turned us to face the angry looking Bakugou.

“Unless she says so herself...no. Go blow something up, Bakugou.” His voice had done a complete one eighty, as had his expression. It was dark, and a little surprising.

He usually stutters and shies away…

Bakugou raised his hand, letting off a few small blasts, eyes narrowing to slits.
“How about I start with you?” I was preparing to speak up, when yet another pair of arms yanked me from Kaminari’s and carried me in a flat out sprint towards the bus.

“As much as I'd like to see which ship gets sunk, the (Y/N) protection squad is always on duty! Hurry up before we get left behind!” Mina called excitedly over her shoulder, and I just blinked in confusion.

How the heck can she carry me so easily?!

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Once we were all seated and on the move, I all but passed out. What made both my suitors, as Tsuyu had called them, aggravated, was the fact that I was passing out on Todoroki’s shoulder.

“Your boyfriends are glaring at me. It's making me uncomfortable.” The stoic boy stated, glancing down at me as I snuggled closer to his left side.
“Not my boyfriends. Ignore them...you're warm and I must sleep…” I yawned, feeling those frustrated eyes burning into my form.

“Did you not have a relationship with Bakugou, though?” He asked, curiosity overlapping his standard flat tone. I opened an eye and glanced up at him.

“I did...but...I guess we're on a break? I don't know who or what I want right now...I need to get my shit together before I commit to any kind of romantic relationship…” I admitted whilst pulling his arm over my stomach, like a warm, fleshy blanket.

Todoroki didn't question my touchiness. I assumed he understood that, after so long without any positive human contact, skinship was something I needed, in platonic ways.

“Understandable. They both seem to be fairly eager to gain your affections, though. I do not quite mind causing Bakugou some annoyance...but Kaminari is just...unsettling...doesn't seem the type to get all jealous...” He mused, turning to stare back at their hateful faces. “Not to mention a few others are staring in our direction, too…”

“They have my affections, Canada...but I need to focus on more urgent issues right now...don't you think?” I asked, slipping down his side more so that my head rested on his warm thigh, and my legs dangled off the edge of the seat into the walkway.

“Smart move...and I should point out that you have my affections, too...just, not in the romantic sense. More so brotherly, or paternal…” He hummed, finally pulling his mismatched eyes away from the pair of jealous teens to gaze out the window. I rolled a bit so I could stare up at his chin and grinned weakly, my exhaustion making it difficult to show the amusement I felt.

“Awww, Todo...you wanna adopt me?” I snickered before his other hand came down on my face, chilling my nose and making me squeak.

“Protect? Yes. Adopt? I don't believe I could handle your rambunctiousness…” He pulled his palm away and flashed me a tiny smile. It was more like a slight upward twitch of his lips, but it was there.

Ahhhhh! He's almost as cute is Roki!

“This is why I named my cat after you…” I chuckled, letting my lids droop again as I basked in his body heat.

“I'm flattered. Still confused, but flattered…”

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*??? POV*

I hated it.

I hated seeing her smile at that two toned bastard.

I hated seeing her curled up in his lap, being touched and cared for.

That was my job.

So many others were staring, just like I was. The blonds, brunettes, the red hair and the black. Everyone was staring at what was mine. (Y/N) belonged to me, even though she didn't know it.

I hadn't managed to get close enough yet. I wasn't sure that I physically could get as close as I needed to be, unless I could crawl under her perfect (S/C) skin.

It wasn't just the heterochromic asshole that made my blood boil. It was everybody. Even her supposed brother, who could be with her any time he wished. The real issue, though, was the few who admitted to having feelings for (Y/N). Hot and cold, electric and chivalrous.

Nobody could care for her like I could.

Nobody could love her like I could.

“You okay there, bro?” I snapped my head around to find Sato, looking at me with a concerned expression.

No...not until she's mine…

“Y..yeah! ‘Course I am! Just pumped for the camp!” I gave him a lopsided grin before leaning back in my seat, eyes settling on the blissfully unaware beauty with (H/C) hair.

Soon...in a matter of days...hours...you'll understand…

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***Who could it be?! I don't even know lmao but it'll be interesting! Todoroki is totally OOC because I wrote this chapter 4 years ago and I went ham***