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The relaxed atmosphere of the 2-A dorm common room was utterly shattered when the front door slammed open. As was the usual for traumatized kids, everyone tensed up defensively before they recognized the shock of golden blond hair.

Kaminari winced when he saw the reactions. “Oops. My bad.” His smile brightened almost instantly, though. “I was just too excited. Wanna hear the good news, everyone?” he asked teasingly. Mina started to bounce.

“Ooh, I do, I do! What happened? Did you finally get higher than a C on your report card?” she asked.

“Okay, first of all, ouch ,” Denki pouted. “And second of all, no. That’s not the news- shut up Mina! At least I’m still enrolled!” he interrupted himself. Mina snorted.

“Don’t worry Denden, I’m in the same boat. No shade here,” she laughed. Denki rolled his eyes.

“ ANY ways, like I was saying. I finally got a boyfriend!” he announced giddily. The room exploded in congratulations.

Jirou laughed. “I pity poor Shinsou for having to put up with you,” she joked.

“You’re not wrong, but joke’s on you, I’m a catch! ‘Sides, Yaomomo’s probably having a tough time handling you ,” he sniped. The smiles on their faces were clear indicators that they were just messing around. 

Bakugou pat him on the back encouragingly as he walked past him to get some water from the kitchen. “Good shit, Pikachu. Who asked who out?” he asked curiously. Denki grinned.

“I did! I took your advice to, and I quote, ‘nut up and fucking ask already’,” he replied. Katsuki grinned, all teeth.

“Fuck yeah you did,” he said, stepping into the kitchen.

Suddenly, Shouji stepped around Kaminari and gazed blankly at Midoriya.

“Midoriya-san? What was that look?” he asked. Shouji was the type of person to make sure he had all the facts before judging a situation, but that look wasn’t exactly a pleasant one.

Midoriya blushed, looking down in shame. “I-I’m sorry. I’m happy for you Kaminari-kun, I truly am, a-and I don’t want my own opinions to color your happy moment. Congratulations, I know Shinsou’s been wanting to get closer to you for some time!” he exclaimed, keeping his voice upbeat.

There was an air of silent judgment. The guy that their class called a personification of sunshine was homophobic, who knew? It was a shock to the system, and everyone could practically feel their perspective of one of the most well-liked guys in class crumbling.

“Wow, not cool dude,” Kirishima scolded him. Midoriya seemed to be on the verge of tears.

For that matter, so did Denki. “I-I guess, thanks for not throwing it in my face. I’m just… gonna go now,” he murmured. Shouji put a hand on his back reassuringly and started guiding the boy away.

Bakugou finally returned with a cup of ice water. He looked around at the somber atmosphere. “Oi, the fuck happened in the twenty seconds I left?” he asked. Mina gestured to Midoriya.

“Ask your little green friend,” she said scathingly. Bakugou raised an eyebrow at the hostility, noting the minute flinch from Midoriya at her words that no one else seemed to see.

“Nerd?”

Midoriya shrugged helplessly. “I-I don’t know, I just didn’t want to talk about my own opinions and everyone started targeting me,” he replied.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes at the nerd, then scanned the room. Then he barked out a laugh.

“You dumbass, now you really need to explain yourself. Saying shit like that leads to misunderstandings,” he said, his voice colored with amusement.

Midoriya looked up, tears in his eyes but his face full of confusion. “What do you mean?” he asked.

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Just explain yourself, Deku. Oi, Pikachu, Arms, stay here a moment!” he called out. He gestured to Midoriya.

The greenette flinched at the attention. “Uh, what do I say Kacchan?” he asked. Bakugou stared intently at him. “Right. Um, I guess, I got a little upset that you said you got a boyfriend?” He looked over at Bakugou for confirmation.

“Keep going, nerd.”

Midoriya took a deep breath. “I mean, I guess it stems from childhood, but I’ve always especially hated the idea of… of claiming people. For instance, Kaminari-kun said he got a boyfriend like a relationship is something to acquire and not a status, or-or if someone says ‘I’m taken’ it really bothers me, ‘cause people aren’t objects, y’know? It’s stupid, sorry for bringing it up,” he said quietly, looking down.

Denki leaned toward Midoriya with a hopeful look. “You… you aren’t homophobic, then?” he asked. Midoriya tilted his head, confused.

“No? Kacchan and I are romantic partners,” he replied. The world was silent for all of five seconds.

“HAAAAH?”

Pandemonium broke loose. Momo choked on her tea, Kouji’s bunny began hopping across everyone’s heads in a crazed panic, Jirou almost stabbed her own leg with how much her jacks were freaking out, and Kacchan was cackling like the psycho he was.

Mina was bouncing in her seat again. “How did no one know about this?! That’s prime gossip material!” she exclaimed. Midoriya floundered, waving his hands around frantically.

“W-Wait, guys! This is supposed to be Kaminari-kun’s moment! I already ruined it once, please don’t make it even more about me! Seriously, congratulations Kaminari-kun! I think you’ll be a good couple,” he said with a wobbly smile. Kaminari lunged forward and grabbed Midoriya into a hug.

“Aw hell, I don’t care that the moment was ruined. I got my own with Hito-kun earlier, now we’ve gotta celebrate your relationship! I gotta ask since Mina didn’t get her answer, how did literally no one know?!” he squealed, holding Midoriya’s hands excitedly. Midoriya chuckled nervously.

Bakugou cackled some more. Meanie. “We weren’t keeping it a secret, Deku’s just allergic to PDA,” he laughed. Midoriya pouted.

“Kacchan~! I told you, it’s my social anxiety!” he whined. Denki grinned.

“Ooh! We need to go on a double date sometime! I mean, like, after I get to go on a date or two with Hito-kun first, since I’m greedy and wanna spend time with him. But, after! Maybe in a month or two!” he said, practically vibrating.

Midoriya just smiled his precious little anxious smile. “Uh, sure, if Kacchan agrees,” he said, glancing over to the explosive boy. Kacchan shrugged.

“Whatever. Could be an excuse to make fun of Eyebags for settling for Pikachu,” he teased with a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Kaminari slumped, letting out a sigh of relief. “Thank god that whole thing was settled. I was worried that Midoriya was a secret asshole, but instead he’s literally just too precious for this world!”

Midoriya blushed. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked shyly. Kaminari gestured at him incredulously.

“I mean, this ! You and Kouji are literally labeled the cinnamon rolls of our class that can do no bad! I think our collective 2-A soul would shatter if you turned out to have a single mean bone in your body!” he explained, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Midoriya blushed a bright red and looked around for any sort of support, but everyone was nodding along like anything Denki said made complete sense. He pouted. “Meanies.”

Katsuki laughed and walked over, whispering something in Midoriya’s ear. The boy’s pout went away and he glanced up hesitantly at the other boy.

“Are you sure?” he asked. Katsuki nodded. “... Oh.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “Yeah, oh.” He glanced to the kitchen. “Wanna make some rice pilaf for the extras? To celebrate Pikachu’s hot date?”

Midoriya smiled and nodded, standing up. He bowed to the rest of the class. “Sorry for causing misunderstandings. You probably all know by now that I have a really hard time interpreting social situations. And, uh, sorry for thinking you were making fun of Koda-kun and I as well. Kacchan and I are making dinner to celebrate Kaminari-kun and Shinsou-kun, so if you want to invite him then feel free! Uh, that’s it I think…” Midoriya trailed off, thinking deeply. Katsuki rolled his eyes and grabbed Midoriya’s wrist, guiding him to the kitchen.

“Later, nerds! Don’t disturb us and don’t fuckin’ snack on anything, ‘cause my food is a hundred times better than granola bars!”

The dorms settled back into a more casual atmosphere, small cliques playing different board or card games as they waited for Shinsou to show up and the Wonder Duo to finish cooking.

That is the story of how the Problem Class confirmed that Midoriya Izuku is not, in fact, a homophobe.