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Momo wasn’t good at putting herself higher up in her list of priorities, so when she decided to help organize her friends in the rooms of Ochaco’s family house, it was no surprise that she forgot to count herself in one of the bedrooms. It was only when Sato pushed Todoroki in her direction telling her that he would not share with Hot-‘n-Cold again that she realized-

“Oh… shit,” she mumbled; Todoroki was awkward standing in front of her.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, but Momo was going over her mental list of all the beds and mattresses in the house and how she was left with only… the sleeper-sofa. “Yaoyorozu?”

Startled, she stared at him wide-eyed.

“Huh? Oh, yes. There’s a complication. Can’t you share with any of the other boys?”

“Don’t think so,” he said embarrassed. “They’d rather… not.”

Momo was mildly aware of a prank that happened at the last sleepover. She wasn’t aware of the details, but she knew it ended up with half of the room frozen and with Todoroki kicked out of the room for that.

“Not even Bakugo?”

“I know it might not look like it, Yao-Momo, but I actually enjoy living,” Todoroki said evenly. “If I as much as breath wrong in his direction, I’m doomed.”

Funny, she didn’t peg him as being afraid of Bakugo. She thought no one in their class was afraid of him anymore, not even Midoriya.

Or maybe… they had a history.

Well, that was something she’d have to ask Yuga later-

“What about Ayoama?”

“Already sharing with Izuku and Tenya.”

“Right, I forgot,” she said, struggling to come up with another option.

“I can sleep on the sofa,” he offered and she put a hand on her cheek, trying not to get flustered. “What is it?”

“I… was going to sleep on the sofa. It’s a hide-a-bed.”

“Oh,” Todoroki said awkwardly. Momo swallowed, averting her eyes. “I sleep on the floor, then.”

“No, that’s ridiculous, there’s space for everyone!” she said before she could stop her tongue, and immediately blushed furiously. She must’ve looked so desperate right now, she didn’t even want to look in the mirror.

“You don’t mind sharing?” Todoroki said confused. “I mean, it’s really no trouble to sleep on the floor.”

“But there’s no need to sleep on the floor, the sofa is big enough,” she vaguely pointed towards the living room. “And we could… share, if you want to. I don’t really use up much space when I sleep.”

It was a lie, but he didn’t need to know that. Besides, Momo knew she’d be so tense for being close to him that she’d probably get little to no sleep anyway. If they made like… a cushion wall between them, all would be good, right?

“I don’t either,” he said, blushing, and she breathed in nervously. “If it’s okay with you…”

“Yeah, of course! We can figure it out!”

“That’s what you always do,” Todoroki said flatteringly and Momo felt her blush deepen. “You always figure things out. Rep.”