"Is he gentle with you, too? Or was that just with me?"

My stomach churned and I was convinced that I would throw up at any moment, staining the tile beneath me. Somehow I managed to choke it down, pushing through the crowd to get back to the beer pong table. Words still eluded me, all I could do was grab Todoroki's sleeve. I tried to pull him to the front door, but there were too many bodies for me to weave through.

"Dori? What's up?"

I hardly registered Todoroki's voice, only thinking of how to get out. The music was too loud, the room too hot, the floor too crowded, and I couldn't handle it.

"Izuku?" Todoroki asked again, but the blood was loud in my ears, drowning him out.

"Iz? Love, what's wrong?"

I stepped away, brushing shoulders with Todoroki. I looked up at him, "I wanna leave." The plea was quiet and my scratchy throat caused my voice to crack. I wasn't sure if he'd even be able to hear me.

"C'mon," the dual-haired boy said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me through the crowded dance floor. He didn't bother with finding openings to squeeze through, just pushed past people without an apology.

We made it to fresh air in a handful of seconds and I found it a little easier to breathe.

"What's wrong, Iz?" Hitoshi asked, grabbing my free hand and trying to lock our fingers together.

I pulled away, taking a step closer to Todoroki. "I wanna go home." I could feel their eyes on me and it was causing an itch to form.

"What happened?" Hitoshi's voice was soft and remarkably clear for how drunk I knew he had to be.

I didn't have a reason to hide what had happened. "Monoma talked to me in the kitchen."

"What'd the little fucker say this time?" Todoroki asked, his voice taking on a hard edge I rarely heard. Substances always managed to peel back a layer or two of his emotionless mask.

I looked up at the other boy, blinking a few times to try and fend off my tears. It was probably useless, but I still felt the need to try. "Did you know Hitoshi slept with him after I moved?"

"Iz-"

"He what?"

"That makes me feel a little better, actually," I mumbled, wrapping my arms around my middle and watching the grass in front of my sway. It felt like I needed to physically hold myself together or I'd break into a million different pieces upon it. At least he hadn't flaunted Monoma around like a show pony.

"Oh my god," Todoroki said in an almost whisper. There was nothing but disbelief in his voice. "Dude, that's so fucked up."

If I didn't feel like I was being gutted from the inside, I would have commented on his use of dude. Sero must have really been rubbing off on him.

"Izuku, please. I'm sorry-"

"Oh." The sound left me and cut Hitoshi off without my permission. It was like it was ripped from my lips. "You're not even gonna deny it."

"So, we're leaving," Todoroki said, grabbing my shoulder and roughly pulling me toward the street. We had all walked to the party, so any of us could leave whenever. I stumbled slightly, but he helped me regain my footing.

"We weren't together," Hitoshi called, stopping us before we'd even taken two steps. "It was after you broke up with me and left."

"I don't care that you slept with someone while we were broken up," I said, my hands pressing against my forehead as I turned to face him. "I care that it was him."

It was the truth. It would be stupid of me to be mad that he'd slept with other people when we weren't together. I was the one who broke up with him and had no problem moving on with Eijirou and Katsuki. I'd be a filthy hypocrite if that was what upset me. He could have slept with anyone, but he chose Monoma.

From the look on his face, guilt and resignation flashing like a neon sign, it was obvious that he knew he'd messed up. He knew exactly why I was upset and he had no way to get around it.

"You love to point out that you know everything there is to know about me and you still slept with him." 

Other than my father, Monoma was the leading factor for all my depression in middle school and most of high school. His relentless bullying had driven me to many dark lows, but I didn't need to tell Hitoshi that. He had already known. He'd been present for many breakdowns, self-harm episodes, and even a suicide attempt. I guess none of that mattered when Monoma had a pretty face and a nice ass. 

"I'm sorry." His eyes were wide and afraid. I was betting that he thought I'd leave him over it. If I had found out weeks ago, I might have, but things were different. Too much had happened for me to just turn tail and run from him again. It would have been easier, sure, but I was stubborn. 

"It's whatever," I muttered with a soft sigh. My eyes were starting to droop and I wanted to go home. Actual home, with Eijirou and Katsuki. It wasn't an option though, so Uraraka's place and a phone call would have to be enough. "I just want to sleep." 

"Come on," Todoroki said again, nodding in the direction of Uraraka's. "I'll take you back." 

I didn't argue, just let him lead the way down the street. There were lampposts every few feet, so the dark wasn't too inhibiting. "Is he following us?" I asked softly once we were almost down the block. 

"Nope, sitting on the lawn." 

I released a breath, unsure of how to feel about it. I didn't want to talk to him, but I couldn't help the sting I felt knowing he wasn't heading back with us. Anxiety gripped me as I thought about him going back to Monoma, but I quickly shook it away. Playing what-if scenarios wasn't going to help. 

The rest of our walk was quiet and I appreciated it. I couldn't pretend it hadn't happened, but I didn't want to bring it up. Being silent was the only go-between. 

"It's still early, so the girls won't be back for a few hours. You can take Ura's room for now," Todoroki said, flinging himself onto one of the couches in the living room. He knew exactly what I had been planning on doing. 

"I'll probably be back down in a little bit," I said as I headed for the stairs. I didn't think I'd be on the phone long, it was getting late and Katsuki went to bed inhumanly early when I wasn't around to keep him awake. I just wanted to hear his and Eijirou's voices for a little while. 

He waved me off, pulling his own phone out of his pocket. Without him telling me, I knew he'd be talking to Sero. Whether he told his boyfriend about what happened or not was up to him. 

My phone was already dialing Eijirou's number before I made it to Uraraka's room. The door clicked shut behind me just as he picked up. 

"Hey, darlin'," Eijirou's soothing voice rang through from the other end of the call, settling my nerves almost instantly. 

"Is Kacchan with you?" I asked, moving to the bed as both hands held my phone to my ear. The device was as close as I could get to them for the time being. 

"Right here, angel. What's wrong?" 

I sniffled, my tears officially tired of being pushed down. "I'm drunk and you're all the way over there and Toshi slept with Monoma and everything is awful and I just-" The liquor was making my mumbling even worse than normal and I would have kept talking if Katsuki hadn't cut me off. 

"He did fucking what?!" 

I had to move the phone away a few inches, his yell too loud for my pounding head. I brought it back to my ear with a nod, even though they couldn't see me. "Mhm, after I moved. Ura told me that he was all mopey and wouldn't go out, but he was lying to her, apparently, because he was out hooking up with Monoma." 

"After you moved?" Eijirou asked. 

I frowned, knowing what point he was trying to make. "Yeah, he didn't cheat on me or anything, but he slept with Monoma. I think that might actually be worse." 

"Who the fuck is Monoma?" That was Katsuki. 

"Oh, I forgot I haven't told you guys about him yet," I whispered, tugging at a loose thread on Uraraka's blanket. "He's the guy that made me suicidally depressed in middle school. He bullied me so bad I actually tried to kill myself. You knew I tried to do that, you guys heard me talking to my mom about it that one time when I didn't close my window. Whoa, that was so long ago. We weren't dating yet. It's so weird to think about when we weren't dating, just feels like you guys have always been there. I don't know what I'd be doing right now if I hadn't met you guys. That's so weird-"  

"You're rambling, darlin'," Eijirou's soft voice cut me off, making me take a deep breath. I hadn't realized that I'd stopped breathing during my speech.  

"'M sorry, I'm just a teensy bit drunk," I mumbled, running a hand over my face in an attempt to sober up. Even I knew it was useless, but I tried anyway. 

Eijirou's chuckle drove away any of my thoughts that didn't involve him. I sagged at the sound, falling back against Uraraka's mattress as all my stress vanished. "Don't apologize, Iz. Just didn't sound like you were breathing." 

"Wasn't," I confirmed, rolling onto my side. If I tilted my head just right, then the bed and my ear would hold my phone in place for me. 

"You should try to get some sleep, darlin'." 

"No," I said adamantly. "I wanna talk to you guys. I miss you." I didn't even feel tired, why the hell would he suggest I go to bed? 

"We miss you, too," Eijirou said, the static of shuffling on their end following his words. 

"Can we FaceTime?" I asked quickly, wanting to see their faces. 

"No, you need to go to bed," Katsuki said. 

I, of course, ignored him. I swiped my phone from under my head and ended the call. I instantly started a video call with Eijirou. It took him half a second to answer. 

It wasn't Eijirou's smiling face I was greeted with, but rather Katsuki's annoyed one. "You're supposed to be going to bed, nerd." 

I frowned, sniffling softly. "You don't wanna talk to me?" 

The phone was quickly ripped from his hands and Eijirou was on the screen. "Of course we do, Kats is just in mother hen mode." 

"Shut the fuck up! I am not." 

I chuckled at both of them, letting the top of my phone rest against the mattress. I was still lying sideways, so I wasn't sure how tilted I must have looked, but from the way Eijirou leaned his head to follow my movements, I knew it had to be significant. 

"Whatcha doing, darlin'?" he asked with an amused smile. 

I laughed again, finding him incredibly funny. "Lying here, what're you doing?" 

"Where're you laying?" Katsuki asked, his head coming back into frame. He rested his chin on Eijirou's shoulder and that was when I realized they were on the redhead's bed. Awe, that meant Katsuki didn't want to sleep alone. 

"Ura's bed, she's still at the party with Ash, so I took over her room," I explained. I pushed a stray curl back behind my ear when it fell into my line of vision. 

"You sleeping there?" 

"Probably not." 

Katsuki raised a brow. "How about you go lay down wherever you're planning on sleeping." 

I hummed while I thought about it. "Are you guys gonna hang up?" 

"No, angel. We won't hang up, but you should at least get ready to go to bed." 

"Ugh, well, when you put it like that." I pushed myself to sit up, the room spinning as I did. "Mm, I think I might be sick." 

"Deep breaths, Iz," Eijirou coached through the phone. I could tell from his frown that he didn't like me being drunk so far away from him. So overprotective. 

"I'll be fine, don't worry, don't worry." I managed to stand, only needing a moment to steady myself. From what Uraraka had told me earlier, the boys and I were staying in the living room for the weekend, so that was my destination. "The stairs are gonna be a little scary, but I got this." 

"Did anyone go back with you?" Eijirou asked, a worried note in his voice. 

"Todo!" I shouted from the top of the stairs. I knew he'd hear me, but I didn't think about Uraraka's parents. 

"Dori!" he shouted back. 

"The stairs are scary!" 

"You're stupid when you're drunk," he said, rounding the stairs and coming into view. His own phone was in his hand, clearly on a video call just like I was. 

"Hey, Midoriya," Sero's voice called from the device. 

"I'm FaceTiming my boyfriends, too!" I said excitedly, letting Todoroki wrap an arm around my waist and help me down the stairs. I did not feel like falling down them and breaking all my bones. Not today, Satan. 

Todoroki nodded his head once. "Spirit brothers think alike." 

"Are they both wasted?" I heard Katsuki ask, appalled at the idea. 

"Oh, hey, Bakubro," Sero greeted from Todoroki's phone. 

I looked over at the bi-colored teen skeptically. "Todo's not wasted. He just chugged a cup of beer. He's totally fine." 

"Dori," he said, his voice suddenly very serious. "Beer pong was not an accurate name for the game we were playing. The cups were full of tequila. It was tequila pong." 

"Jesus fucking Christ," Katsuki grumbled. 

Somehow, we made it to the living room with all our limbs intact. We plopped down on the couch with a huff, the journey having been long and perilous. 

"Go to bed, both of you." 

I groaned, rolling my head onto Todoroki's shoulder so I wouldn't have to hold it up anymore. "You're such a mom, Kacchan." 

"Shut the fuck up. You're gonna be hungover as hell tomorrow, get some sleep." 

I stuck my tongue out at him, which just made him clench his jaw. In the back of my mind, I knew he'd get even when I got home, but I was too tired and drunk to care at the moment. 

"You two really should get some sleep, Sho." Wow, even Sero was being a mom. 

"Fine," Todoroki said with a resigned sigh. He didn't have nearly as much fight in him as I did. 

"C'mon, darlin'. Even Todoroki's going to bed," Eijirou goaded, a sweet smile on his lips. 

I rolled my eyes, but pushed myself off the other teen and flipped to lying against the armrest. It was comfortable enough and would have to do for the night. Uraraka wasn't back yet and I was too drunk to bother grabbing my own bedding. "Fine, but I'm not happy about it." 

"You never are," Katsuki pointed out, settling himself against Eijirou's side. I was instantly jealous, wishing I could be cuddled up with them in bed. 

"I love you, guys," I said, cutting myself off with a yawn. The trip from Uraraka's room to the couch had used up the last of my energy. 

"We love you, too. Get some sleep, baby," Eijirou said as my eyes fluttered shut. My eyelids were just too heavy to keep them open any longer. 

"Sweet dreams, angel." 

"Sap," I mumbled with a smile, always having enough energy to tease Katsuki. 

"Shut it. Go to bed." 

"Fine, fine. Love you." 

"We love you, too." 

Well this was fun. Can't wait to write the part where Izuku isn't drunk lolz.