Chapter 10: club, spade, heart, diamond

                                    

                                          
Shoto Todoroki
                          
Ring ring!
                          
Ring ring!
                          
"Shoto? What's up?"
                          
"Fuyumi, I need help, can you come over?"
                          
"Now? It's 9pm, is this urgent?"
                          
"YES. VERY."
                          
"Ok ok, I'm coming!"
                          
Fuyumi, my sister, was urgently required right now. In the hours since I'd been talking to Bakugo, I'd been hit with a wave of "ohshitihaveadatetomorrow", and needed someone rational to calm me down. Fuyumi was the best person to discuss this topic with. Natsuo would just shrug and say "have fun" if I told him, so Fuyumi was by far the superior sibling in this field.
                          
Despite me inviting her over, the knock at the door scared me. I opened it and let her in, her worried expression forcing me to clarify. 
                          
"Don't worry, nothing bad. Well, not that bad, at least..."
                          
"Ok....so what is it?"
                          
"....I have a date tomorrow..."
                          
Her face went from shocked to delighted, but she remained composed, and said "oh? Who with..?"
                          
"....some guy I met yesterday. His glasses don't fit his face, which his cute. He pouts a lot, which is cute. He's cute."
                          
"Cool, and I'm here because....?"
                          
"...because I'm freaking out about it"
                          
"...why? He said yes, right? What's the worry?"
                          
"I mean, yeah, he did, but I totally took charge of it and decided where to go! What if he thinks I'm a cocky asshole?"
                          
"Shoto, if he didn't protest when you decided something, it means he doesn't mind! Being dominant in decision making doesn't make you an asshole automatically, it's about the decisions you make! So having said that, where are you going?"
                          
"..remember that expensive place dad took us when I was starting high school?"
                          
"The one near my apartment? You're going there? For a first date that's pretty classy Shoto!"
                          
"Yeah, we...we said formal wear as well..."
                          
"Oh? This finally time for you to admit to someone other than me that you have a thing for guys in suits~?"
                          
"Shut up...I wish I'd never told you...I bet he'll be hot in it though..."
                          
Fuyumi snickered a little, and I sent her a confused glance. She just waved me off and said "doesn't matter, it's just you're very full-on considering you guys met yesterday. You got a picture? I wanna grade his form!"
                          
I showed here the astounding picture Bakugo had sent me earlier, and she clearly thought similarly.
                          
"Sho...if you don't marry that guy, I will"
                          
"...back off"
                          
"Aww, possessive already?"
                          
"I'm not possessive, I'm jealous. There's a difference!"
                          
"Whatever Sho...now then, let's get you psyched up for it! Go get the suit on and we'll see how you look!"
                          
I paced back and forth in my bedroom after I'd donned the ensemble. I didn't think I looked that great, but Fuyumi had told me I'd definitely win him over like this. Of course, she'd probably say that if I looked like a steaming pile of cow shit, because she's my sister after all, but still!
                          
I awkwardly fiddled with my hair in the mirror, never quite happy with how it sat, split down the middle. I'd considered dying one side of it to match the other many a time, but concurrently enjoyed the attention I got because of it. It was completely natural, a rare genetic feat, but one that I was...lucky (?) enough to experience. 
                          
The suit was a navy blue three-piece that came with a white tie. Gorgeous, and extortionately expensive, but it was my brother's wedding, price didn't matter so much. It blended in when it was dark, and shone outwards in the light.
                          
I was eager to see what Bakugo would be wearing. The picture had gotten me fired up about the date, and I had tried to maintain that excitement, but it'd come crashing down when I'd started doubting myself. I'd usually work out, but I'd just had a bath, and didn't fancy smelling in bed. It was already too hot, I didn't want it to get worse!
                          
Bakugo was clouding my brain at the moment. I wanted nothing more than to get my hands on his slender frame and hold him close to me. Make stupid jokes as he scoffed. Score a goal and blow him a kiss into the stand. 
                          
"See you then~?" I'd confidently said in my dream, but in real life I was left there to just shrivel up, wallowing in my own anxieties.
                          
"Hey, Sho? You ok in there...?"
                          
"Yeah, all fine."
                          
"Good. I'm going now, I've got work early, so I'll see you soon, yeah? Let me know if he's cuter in person sometime soon, ok..?"
                          
"Ok sis..thanks"
                          
"No problem, it doesn't matter."
                          
Fuyumi left shortly after, leaving me all alone to my thoughts. I played over hypotheticals of tomorrow evening over and over again in my mind, trying to predict and prevent the worst possible outcomes. 
                          
At least he's coming with me...?
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Very short chapter, I'm sorry 😞 
                          
Fact of the Day: the title is a reference to Todoroki's idea of wearing suits, the four words being the "suits" in a deck of cards.