[ While he doesn't make a noise when he's pulled with Izuku's hand, Shouto does make a bit of a face in response to it. That's - more weird than usual. He finds himself leaning just slightly sideways in his seat, towards Izuku, and extremely bemused. ]
How? [ He reaches out, pinching Izuku's sleeve between thumb and forefinger to give him a little bit of a tug himself. But since he wasn't even really gripping onto him when he tried to pull away... ] Midoriya.
[Shouto would've been well within his rights to just start yelling at Izuku right now. It's the kind of thing that Bakugou would certainly do. Maybe Izuku's spent too much time with his childhood "friend".
At least only the underside of Izuku's hands are sticky. Shouto touching him shouldn't do much.]
[ Truthfully, Bakugou pops into his head first. But then Shouto shakes his head a little, saying largely to himself - ] Probably not Bakugou.
[ For the best he doesn't say it much louder than that, because they might get his attention and thus his wrath. Not that it bothers him much, really, since he mostly just ignores him when he starts yelling his way. But. This kind of prank isn't one he'd do himself. ] Did you touch something?
[Get stuck to his crush or get stuck to his childhood friend? Either way is embarrassing and terrifying, but at least Shouto won't cause a huge scene and get them sent directly to the principal's office.
Instead he's stuck with Shouto and feeling like he's torn between dying of happiness and dying of embarrassment. Why is his life?]
No. I just got here and you're the only person I've touched.
That doesn't make any sense. [ Because it doesn't, but thank you for stating the obvious, Shouto. Of course it doesn't make any sense. But at least no one's really paying any attention to them yet, so he shifts slightly, sitting up right again, rolling his shoulder.
Maybe he can dislodge him? He doesn't know. ] No one else has touched me that I know of, and I don't think anything was on my shirt before you did it.
[ ... still holding his sleeve pinched between his fingers, he gives another little tug again. ]
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How? [ He reaches out, pinching Izuku's sleeve between thumb and forefinger to give him a little bit of a tug himself. But since he wasn't even really gripping onto him when he tried to pull away... ] Midoriya.
runs into both
At least only the underside of Izuku's hands are sticky. Shouto touching him shouldn't do much.]
I really wish I knew!
SQUEEZE
[ For the best he doesn't say it much louder than that, because they might get his attention and thus his wrath. Not that it bothers him much, really, since he mostly just ignores him when he starts yelling his way. But. This kind of prank isn't one he'd do himself. ] Did you touch something?
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Instead he's stuck with Shouto and feeling like he's torn between dying of happiness and dying of embarrassment. Why is his life?]
No. I just got here and you're the only person I've touched.
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Maybe he can dislodge him? He doesn't know. ] No one else has touched me that I know of, and I don't think anything was on my shirt before you did it.
[ ... still holding his sleeve pinched between his fingers, he gives another little tug again. ]