I want to be more than just your friendly neighbourhood spiderman

“Are you Todoroki Shouto? From creative writing class? Yuuei?” Shouto stiffens at the mention of his name and was about to swing away to avoid confrontation but he decides not to. Maybe he’s expecting this. Midoriya isn’t dumb. Shouto knows that Midoriya is observant from all the observing Shouto does himself, so maybe he’s not surprised. “And if I am?” Shouto leans forward, teasing the shorter slightly. “If you are Todoroki Shouto,” he comes closer and touches Shouto’s chest, palm lays flat near his heart and Shouto feels warm everywhere. “Then maybe I like you. Like you a lot that I’d probably be all over you” or, in which Shouto is Spiderman and a struggling college student with a pathetic crush.