Jealous Momo

~Shoto~

I wake up to see Momo's face inches away from mine.

"GAH!" I sit up so quickly that I end up knocking Momo off of me, I grab her hand before she can fall off the bed and pull her back up.

"Why are you doing this? One day, you could walk in here and I could be naked."

"Yeah, right. You'd still be asleep."

I hit her in the face with a pillow, she hits me back with it. 

"Good morning, Shoto."

Her innocent smile and bright eyes fill me with joy instantly. I lay back into the pillows and let her lie on me. 

"What do you wanna do today?"

"I don't know, a movie? We can go to the mall."

"Mall sounds good," Momo says, "And so does a movie. Let's get lunch there. I know a nice sushi place by the clothing store I go to."

"Do you never worry about money?" I gasp in surprise. She just bought me lunch two days ago.

"Well, no..." I can see her blushing, embarrassed.

I wrap her into a hug and then stand up. "Well, I'm going to go brush my teeth so I can kiss you," I chuckle.

"Yeah, you do that." She laughs.

She's making breakfast when I come back. 

"Arigato," I thank her.

"You're very welcome, Shoto! I love cooking, I guess I get it from my mother, she likes cooking too... hope you enjoy!" She giggles.

"Momo, you're an excellent cook!"

"Arigato, Shoto. You flatter me too much," she giggles. I can see her blushing, it causes me to smile as well.

"There's a movie at 1 that looks interesting," Momo says as she reads from her phone.

"Alright then," I say.

"Do you even care where we go, Shoto?" She laughs.

"Not really," I admit. "As long as I'm with you, I'm fine. Because you have good taste, Momo."

"I must," she says, "I'm with you."

With a smirk on my face, I get up from the table and corner her into the counter. I wrap my arms around her small waist.

"Why do you do this?" She chuckles.

"To mess with you," I admit.

Then I lean forward and hug her, caressing her silky hair and breathing in her flowery scent. I love Momo, I love her like nothing else in this whole wide world.

~Momo~

We're holding hands, getting popcorn. Out of the corner of my eye, I spy a pink haired girl with large bamboo earrings. Her hair is not pink like Ashido's is, instead hers is neon like a soda.

"One large popcorn please." I hear Shoto say.

Once we get the popcorn, we find seats near the front and walk over to there.

The neon haired girl sits right next to Shoto, which I hate. I snarl and I hope he didn't hear me, but then he turns to me and says, "What's up? You sound like a pissed cat."

"Um, nothing," I wave it off.

Throughout the whole movie, I see Shoto looking at the girl beside him. I wish he would just look at the screen and not her.

"Shoto, look!" I point to a green mailbox on the screen in a desperate attempt to get his eyes on something else.

"A green mailbox. That's different," Shoto says, interested.

But then he's looking at her again. So I kiss his cheek. He looks back to me and even in the dark I can recognize his smirk. He kisses me on the lips and then smiles, as I do.

Miss Neon is trying not to make the disgusted face she wants to make, I can tell. Well she can deal with it, I think, Shoto's mine and knowing that won't kill you.

When the movie ends, Shoto and I stay in the theatre a bit longer because we're finishing up the last bit of popcorn and talking about the movie.

"Um... movie's over."

I look up to see Miss Pink Neon Hair looking at me with glaring eyes.

Seeing Shoto staring at her again, I flip her off without thinking. Shoto pins my hand down to the armrest, shock in his eyes as he looks at me.

She mutters something under her breath, flips her far-too-pink hair and walks off, heels click clacking as she goes.

"Time to get lunch, Shoto!" I exclaim as we reduce the popcorn to crumbs and kernels.

He looks at me confused, but then goes on normally. 

~Shoto~

We go to get lunch at the Sushi place near Momo's favorite clothing store. The food is decent and the service is good. It's not soba, but I've always kinda liked Sushi, so I can't exactly complain. Besides, watching Momo makes every day better. 

She still looks as if something's on her mind, though. I don't know how to get her to tell me whatever it is.

"This is good," she mumbles.

--

After lunch, we walk off to do some of Momo's many shopping adventures. She's buying summer clothes now.

Everything she gets, she tries on to see if I like it first. At first it was cute, but it's getting mildly annoying.

"Yep. Nice."

"Beautiful."

"Mhmm..."

"Shoto, you're falling asleep!" Momo looks at me with indignation all over her face. I jerk up, wipe my eyes. "Sorry, Momo," I apologize.

Then I get another look of the outfit she's wearing. It's a lovely sundress that is golden and orange.

"This is gorgeous, Momo," I smile.

She runs out and hugs me suddenly. I wrap my arms around her back and melt into her shoulder.

"I love you," we both say at the same time, then we gasp and just stare into each other's eyes.

Momo runs back into the dressing room and I am not at all prepared for what happens next.

Momo comes back out wearing a purple and white striped bikini. I choke on my spit and my eyes widen. I think I might have a nosebleed.

"So, what do you think?" She asks.

I just look at her, and finally manage to give a thumbs up, not at all noticing I probably look like Kaminari after he's used all his quirk up.

She leans in close to me, speaking directly into my ear.

"Pervert," she whispers.

"Huh?!" I break out into a fit of stammers.

She laughs at me so hard I can see tears in her eyes. It's not often that Momo teases me like this. I sigh heavily and lean back in my chair.

Momo bought all three swimsuits she tried on, mostly because I couldn't stand to look at her in them for any longer than about eight seconds.

~Momo~

Shoto and I decide to go to the arcade again. He's really good at the basketball thing, so I record him with my phone as he plays.

"Look at that guy," I hear just as I push stop on my phone.

I whip around in the direction of two girls staring at Shoto. One of them has blonde and pink hair, the other has green and blue, which I personally think makes her look like she belongs in the ocean with all the other fish.

"He's a hunk, sis! Look at his shoulders," says Pink-and-Blonde

I turn and look at Shoto again, who is making his way over to me.

"He's so tall," squeals the other girl. 

"He's so mine," I whisper to myself. I lock hands with Shoto as he gets near and the girls look at us curiously.

"Are they dating?" Asks the blue-green haired girl.

"It would seem so," says the other.

"Bummer," they both say together.

I've never felt so much fury. I'm positively burning with anger. Those girls and their nerve! Talking about my boyfriend like that. I don't even realize I'm clenching Shoto's hand too tight until he snatches his hand away from me and winces.

"Momo, what the hell?!" 

"Sorry."

"Why were you holding my hand so tight," he asks as he tries to massage his hand back to life with the other.

"I just got mad at something," I try to play it off.

"At those two girls who were standing over there?" He points to where they were, even though they're gone now. Good riddance, I think.

"Huh? What makes you say that?!!"

"You're a horrible liar, Momo." I can see the threat of a smile across his lips.

"I figured they were talking about me from their gestures, I don't know what they said though. You seem pretty upset."

"I am. They were talking about you and--"

He laughs and drowns out the rest of my hate-filled speech. His laughter is always a joy, but not right now, not when he's laughing at me.

"Momo, it doesn't matter what anyone thinks. You're my girlfriend. No one else. You're the one I love. No one else. Now I see why you did what you did in the theatre. I was so very confused, but I get it now. You're jealous."

"I'm not!"

"Again, the lying is atrocious."

I sigh, he can see right through me.

"You don't have to be jealous. You don't have any real competition, you know."

I smile and hug him; he really does love me like no one else. He puts his fingers in my hair and kisses my forehead.

I love him so much, it's insanity.

~Shoto~

"Shoto, you're going to have to go back to your room, you know that, right?"

"Of course I do," I speak in between kissing her. "But that's not anytime soon, I hope."

"Get off," she laughs as she pushes me away.

"As you wish." I sit up and look at her, a smile on my face.

"I have something to tell you," she says.

"Mm?" I crawl over to her and lay my head in her lap.

"Shoto," she says as she plays with my hair.

"What is it, Momo?"

"I had this funny dream. I was sitting on a teacup with my mom and all my UA friends and you were trying to save us, but my father came and pulled us into hot boiling tea!" After she's done talking, she's shaking.

"Momo, what in the heck are you talking about?"

"I haven't had a dream about my dad in ages." Then she sighs and goes on. "Here's my secret, Shoto... my father always use to come and go. Come to the house and leave and come back and leave... but last time he left was the longest time, he still hasn't returned. I dreamt about him all the time when he left, but I don't anymore... until this."

I sit up and look at her with sympathy in my eyes. I can't decide what's worse. Having a father who's always in and out of your life, or having one like mine.

"I'm sorry, Momo."

"Here's what scares me, though." She shows me a text on her phone from an unknown number. 

Hey, little Momo. I called you, but you didn't answer. It's Papa, and I'm coming back.