Lucky, I have 3 AP classes! 😭😭 Also, todomono... izuiida, andddddd ~ Deliah
How are you living?!? I really like TodoMomo, they have great chemistry and with more development they would be one of my favorite ships. But atm I don’t think it would be good as a cannon ship like many people say it will be. Maybe in the future if they get more development as a couple I’d be totally behind them being cannon.
Izuiidia is a ship that I don’t go out looking for but hey if I stumble upon something with them I’ll read it. Overall I do like their dynamic I just don’t actively ship it.
Some Iideku with #12 from the prompt list "You're a genius with facts, but you're really stupid around people" if you don't mind ❤🍑
Title: Third Time’s the CharmFandom: BNHAPairing: IidekuWords: 1151Genre: Romance/FluffPrompt: “You’re a genius with facts, but you’re really stupid around people.” A/N: akdhdskajakaaa i love these two so much oh my go d,,,,,, tysm for this request!
Iida was exasperated. He’d known Midoriya for close to two years now and he knew his friend could be rather oblivious at times–but this? This was simply absurd.
His first attempt had been a simple, muttered confession of affection; “M-Midoriya, I like you.” He’d said it with his head bowed, his cheeks flushed scarlet and his hands twitching at his sides. Midoriya had blinked his big green eyes up at Iida, his head bent curiously. Then, he’d brightened and replied, “Well, I’d hope so–I think people usually have to like each other to be friends! Thank you, though. I like you too, Iida!”
Iida had been more than a little frustrated by the misunderstanding, but he knew Midoriya could be rather dense when it came to matters of the heart. Thus, he’d resolved to make his feelings more obvious the next time. The following week he went to Midoriya’s dorm after class with a heart-shaped cake from a bakery not far from campus. Midoriya had opened the door and Iida had sheepishly handed the treat over, exclaiming “th-this is for you, from me!” with his eyes downcast once again. Like the last time, Midoriya had blinked curiously. Then, he’d opened the pink box and gazed down at the cake inside, a happy smile coming to his face.
“Wow, thanks, Iida! What’s the occasion?” He asked, beaming brightly up at his friend.
“I-I’d like you to know how special you are to me!” Iida exclaimed, nervously pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he awaited Midoriya’s response.
The shorter boy went a bit pink in the cheeks as well. “Y-You’re special to me too!” Iida’s heart rate had picked up at Midoriya’s words, only to fall immediately at what they were followed by. “It’s so incredible to have such amazing friends! Do you want to share this?” He’d asked sweetly.
Thus, Iida had left just as defeated as before. He’d vented his frustrations in regards to his two failed love confessions to Uraraka, who had been aware of his crush on Midoriya for even longer than he had. As usual, she had been a fantastic voice of reason; “you have to be straightforward. Just come out and tell him, and don’t stop until he gets it. He’ll never understand if you give him any room to doubt your intentions. This time go big, and make it obvious!”
Despite feeling incredibly embarrassed, Iida had decided to take his best friend’s advice; Uraraka was rarely wrong when it came to matters of the heart. She was something of a matchmaker at Yuuei, having helped several couples get together among their class and having wooed her own girlfriend, Tsuyu, expertly at the beginning of their second year.
So, Iida had gone to Midoriya’s dorm that Saturday dressed in what he hoped could be considered as “classy casual;” a navy blue polo shirt tucked into a pair of perfectly ironed khaki slacks. He hadn’t wanted to look too stuffy, but he hadn’t wanted to look like a slob either. He was carrying a box of chocolates in the shape of a heart, along with a stuffed All Might plush and a bouquet of flowers. When Midoriya opened the door and caught sight of the all-too obvious gifts, he blinked rapidly and looked up into Iida’s face with an expression so full of wonder and curiosity that Iida nearly fainted on the spot, shaken as he was by Midoriya’s incredible beauty.
“Midoriya, I-I’m tired of being misunderstood,” he said, taking a deep breath in. “I like you.”
Midoriya glanced down to the gifts in his hand, then back up into Iida’s face, cheeks flushed red. “Iida–this is very nice, but I don’t understand. Is something wrong? Should I be getting gifts for you too? I like you too, but th-this is–”
“I don’t like you as a friend!” Iida interrupted, exasperated, and regretted it immediately when Midoriya’s face fell, shock and hurt etched into his features.
“W-What? Then why–”
“Midoriya, you are a genius with facts, but you’re really stupid around people!” Iida cried. “I like like you! I-I want–I want to take you on a date!”
For a moment, Midoriya was silent in front of him, shock etched into every line of his handsome face. Iida waited impatiently for his friend to absorb the information, running through a list of Midoriya’s possible reactions in order of probability as he did so.
Then, a sheepish smile came to Midoriya’s face and he went cherry red in a way that made his freckles practically glow. “R-Really?” He asked, his voice surprisingly shaky and weak as he gazed up at Iida from underneath thick eyelashes.
Iida nearly combusted on the spot. Midoriya was frustratingly dense at times, but no matter how crazy he was driven by his friend’s obliviousness, Iida was certain that the expression on Midoriya’s face in that moment more than made up for the exasperation he’d felt over the past few weeks.
“Yes! I-If you accept, I’d like to treat you to dinner this evening,” Iida said, heart pounding madly in his chest.
Midoriya reached out, scarred hands gingerly plucking the variety of gifts from Iida’s strong hands. To the taller boy’s horror, Midoriya turned on his heel and retreated into his dorm with the presents, disappearing from sight for a moment. In the next he returned with a small blue card in his hand, sheepishly holding it out to his friend. Iida accepted the card curiously, opening it up and blinking at the sight of Midoriya’s familiar script written within. To his surprise, the card was addressed to him and read:
Iida –I like you a lot, and I have for a long time. I know this might come as a shock and I understand no matter what you say, but I have to ask: do you want to go out sometime? Midoriya
“S-Sorry I was too scared to do it in person like you…” Midoriya said, turning his flushed face away out of embarrassment.
Iida gulped, swallowing the emotion that seemed desperate to burst out of him. “Nonsense! Th-this is a very effective and sentimental way to confess, and I appreciate it! And I will, of course, go out with you!”
Midoriya beamed, moving forward to take Iida’s hands in his with a sunny smile. “Good! I was so worried you’d say no, I-I’ve been holding onto that card for weeks!” He exclaimed with a giddy laugh, squeezing Iida’s hands as he spoke.
The combination of Midoriya’s blinding smile and warm touch was more than enough to decimate any part of Iida’s brain capable of intelligent thought. Impossibly flustered and incredibly happy, the most he could manage was a goofy smile as he gazed, lovestruck, at Midoriya. He knew he looked like an idiot, but he couldn’t bring himself to care–not when he was holding hands with the sun itself.
