Chapter 1: Hotwings (Dabi/Hawks)
Summary:
Hotwings. Featuring Hawks being a disaster in the kitchen.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Dabi stared at Hawks silently. The kitchen was on fire. Hawks had been trying to cook noodles. Noodles for god's sake and the kitchen was on fire, the fire alarm blaring through their apartment.
"Hawks, you're a goddamn idiot." Dabi said. He grabbed Hawks by his wing and tugged him out of the kitchen. He cocked the fire extinguisher at the fire and put it out without much trouble.
His eyes narrowed as he looked back at Hawks. "How, pray tell me, does anyone, absolutely any living person, manage to start a fire. While cooking fucking noodles for god's sake!" Dabi called out.
Hawks shrunk into himself a bit. "I.. I just wanted to cook something for you..." He mumbled quietly. "I just had the sudden urge to do it..." He admitted.
Dabi sighed quietly, guilt eating him alive for causing that expression on Hawks' face. He was supposed to make his boyfriend happy, dammit.
"I.. I'm sorry for blowing up like that, Hawks. It's sweet that you'd try to cook for me but I was genuinely worried about you and I guess I allowed my emotions to take over." Dabi apologised.
Hawks stared at him for a moment before he hugged him gently. "Can we cook together?" He asked quietly.
Dabi hugged back gently. "Alright." He agreed.
Chapter 2: Hotwings (Dabi/Hawks)
Summary:
I got a comment that inspired me.
AnxietyOwO:
imagine hawks tries to cook like instant ramen theres a fire. dabi makes a huge a** meal and its amazing all the while... the kitchen is spotless.
Thank you! ^^
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Hawks sighed. Another botched cooking attempt. This time it had been instant ramen.
He watched shamefully as Dabi used the fire extinguisher on the flames. It took quite a while to get the fire under control. Dabi had lots of experience with that though.
He turned to Hawks and smiled assuringly. "No harm done, pretty bird." He said gently. "We can try it together later."
Hawks looked away with a sigh, his whole demeanour downcast. It worried Dabi a lot.
"I.. I'm sorry, Dabi. I should have waited for you to come home. I just wanted to make you happy..." He mumbled quietly. He blinked in confusion when he was hugged.
Dabi smiled down at his bird. "It's alright, pretty bird." He said gently. "I'll make you something to eat, alright? I'll even feed you." He offered.
Hawks' golden eyes lit up like a river of gold. "That sounds nice." He agreed, his wings fluttering in excitement.
Dabi gently pulled him a bit closer and leaned down, pressing a kiss onto his head. "I love you." He said softly.
Hawks answered with a soft chirp.
"Get the couch nest ready." Dabi instructed gently, receiving a nod. He pulled back, but not before kissing Hawks' cheek, and went to the kitchen to start cleaning up.
He put on some music halfway through and hummed a bit to himself as he decided what to make. He checked the fridge which was, as always, stocked with chicken.
Maybe he could make some chicken katsudon with rice and vegetables. Hawks likes chicken a lot and vegetables were healthy for him. The perfect combination.
Dabi smiled and got to work.
~~~
Dabi grinned proudly at the spotless kitchen. He'd managed not to make a mess while cooking. Awesome.
"I'm done, Kei!" He called out.
Hawks peeked in and frowned. "Witchcraft." He muttered under his breath and got their chopsticks ready.
Dabi chuckled softly. "It's called being careful. You should try it." He teased.
Hawks let out an exasperated huff and glared at Dabi before walking to the table.
"Aw, I thought you'd like katsudon." Dabi hummed with fake sadness as he walked to the table, placing down the plates.
Hawks stared at the plate. "Forgiven." He started eating happily.
Dabi smiled fondly as he watched Hawks devour the chicken. How he loved his bird.
Chapter Text
'I always thought love would be more complicated.' Hizashi thought as he cuddled into his boyfriend. He close his eyes contently and enjoyed the warmth that was blossoming in his chest. It was just so easy to love Shouta. It felt so natural to be so deeply in love.
Shouta smiled down at him. "What are you thinking about, Zashi?" He murmured softly, his deep voice rumbling his chest. It felt funny and made Hizashi giggle a bit.
"I was thinking about you." He admitted, looking up at Shouta to gauge his reaction. He was thoroughly comfortable sprawled on top of the other on the couch as they watched an admittedly crappy movie.
Shouta's cheeks turned pink in embarrassment and he averted his eyes. "Oh?" He asked softly.
"I just love you so much." Hizashi explained with a soft smile. "Loving you is so easy." He added softly. "It feels so right.
Shouta flushed deeply. "That's sweet of you to say." He murmured and leaned up for a small kiss.
Hizashi pressed his lips to Shouta's contently. "Remind me to buy more chapstick." He hummed softly.
Shouta chuckled softly. "Won't help if I always forget to use it." He reminded with a soft smile.
Hizashi pouted. "Your lips are gonna get all cracked up, Shou." He complained, nuzzling his boyfriend gently.
Shouta grinned. "Alright, alright." He relented. "I'll try harder to use chapstick."
Hizashi looked down at him, his eyes shining brightly with joy. "Thank you, Shouta. Who knows, I might kiss you more if you do that." He teased.
Shouta chuckled and nuzzled him gently. "Oh? That would certainly be a favorable outcome." He murmured.
Hizashi giggled softly and kissed him.
Chapter 4: Todoshin (Shinsou Hitoshi/Todoroki Shoto)
Summary:
Todoshin fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by BluJay)
Chapter Text
Hitoshi reached over to take Shoto's left hand. They were walking around in the snow for whatever goddamn reason and-
"Holy shit, your hand is so warm..." He mumbled.
Shoto looked over at him. "My quirk fire and ice." He reminded. "How is your hand so cold?" He asked as he gently pulled Hitoshi a bit closer to share some of his warmth.
Hitoshi shrugged. "Horrible sleep schedule, genetics." He listed off.
"Okay, we're going back to the dorms." Shoto decided and pulled Hitoshi along. "You need something warm and some sleep."
Hitoshi didn't complain. Who would, when getting the chance to get out of the snow and curl up with a cup of tea with his boyfriend?
Not him.
~~~
Shoto tucked the blanket closer around Hitoshi and handed him a cup of hot tea. "I think that was everything I can do." He hummed thoughtfully. Had he forgotten something?
Hitoshi took a sip of the tea and smiled. "No cuddles?" He asked, managing to sound quite disappointed. "I thought you knew me better." He pouted up at Shoto.
His boyfriend blinked. Right. His quirk could help. He sat down, making sure to be on Hitoshi's right side. He didn't want to shock-frost him instead of helping him warm up after all. That had already happened before. More often than he'd like to admit.
Hitoshi checked whether he was on the right side before leaning against him in his comfy blanket burrito.
Shoto smiled and pulled him closer, wrapping an arm around him and activating his quirk.
Hitoshi relaxed with a small smile. So comfy.
He'd brave the cold any day for this.
Chapter 5: Shindeku (Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi)
Summary:
Hitoshi and Izuku are both horrible at self-care so they enforce it upon each other.
Fluff.
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by ShadowQueen)
Chapter Text
"Have you eaten already?" Izuku asked as he entered the common room. His boyfriend, Hitoshi, had recently transferred to the hero course. Now that they were constantly around each other, it had been easy to notice how horrible the other was at taking care of himself.
Hitoshi looked up sleepily and took another sip of his coffee. That was answer enough for Izuku.
He went to the kitchen with a frown.
It would be helpful to mention that it was around 3 a.m. Neither of them slept really well.
Hitoshi sighed and got up, stumbling a bit as he went over to the kitchen. A sleepy Izuku was prone to spacing out which was bad while cooking. There had been multiple accidents already.
"I'll help..." He mumbled quietly as he went over to Izuku.
Izuku looked up from the cupboard he'd been staring into.
"I think a cereal bar should be enough." Hitoshi decided. He went over to the cupboard where the cereal bars should be.
Izuku jumped in front of him. "No way. That many cereal bars aren't good for you. Also, coffee." He scolded.
"Says the energy drink person." Hitoshi deadpanned. He backed up a step, running a hand through his messy hair. "If you get to drink that many energy drinks, you can't judge me for my coffee and cereal bars."
Izuku bit his lip as he thought for a moment. Damn. "I see your point but I don't want to give up my energy drinks." He decided.
Hitoshi frowned. "Then stop judging me for my coffee." He grumbled.
"No way! Caffeine is bad for-"
"Energy drinks have caffeine."
Izuku pouted. "But not as much."
"They have lots of sugar."
"Okay! I won't annoy you." Izuku relented. He didn't want to give up his energy drinks. How else would he be able to keep up with his class with so little sleep?
Hitoshi placed down his coffee. "Alright. We'll both drink less and I'll drag you to sleep now." He said, grabbing Izuku's arm. He dragged him to the couch and they managed to eventually get two more hours of sleep.
Chapter 6: Tsukauchi Naomasa/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Fluff.
Sometimes, Hizashi has awful ideas. Like going out in a storm.
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by ShadowQueen)
Chapter Text
"Let’s go for a walk in the rain." Hizashi said with a bright smile.
Naomasa looked at the window. He could barely see a thing with the dark clouds overhead and the rain being blown everywhich way by the wind.
"That's a storm." He pointed out. It was a storm. A pretty bad one too. "I wouldn't be surprised if it was a tornado at this point."
Hizashi looked outside. "It's not that bad." He tried to insist when suddenly, a bird slammed into their window.
Naomasa raised a brow. "You can go outside to check on that bird. I give you five minutes, not a second longer. Then I'm coming to get you."
Hizashi sighed. "Alright, alright." He mumbled and went to the front door to put on his rain coat and boots.
Naomasa watched him with a bit of worry. The weather outside was awful. He should prepare some tea just to be sure.
~~~
Hizashi shivered, his clothes sopping wet. He'd only been outside for four minutes but that had been enough.
"The bird is fine..." He mumbled. He hadn't managed to find it so it had likely flown off again.
Naomasa frowned worriedly. "I'll run you a bath." He decided. "Stay right there and try not to get the floor wet."
Hizashi frowned, trembling slightly. He shifted a bit to warm himself up.
Naomasa came back a minute later and threw a towel at Hizashi.
"Thanks." He mumbled and dried himself off enough not to be dripping wet. They'd likely have to mop up the floor anyways.
Naomasa got the tea he'd readied and handed it to Hizashi before going to check on the water again.
~~~
Half an hour later, Hizashi found himself on the couch, being cuddled by Naomasa.
Naomasa gently hugged Hizashi close to share some body warmth with him. He was wrapped in multiple blankets already. "Better?" He asked.
Hizashi smiled and kissed his cheek. "Yeah. Thanks." He hummed.
Chapter 7: Asui Tsuyu/Bakugo Katsuki
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
This was a request. Please don't ask.
Rating: T (because of swearing and violence)
(Requested on discord by Entangled Bottles)
Chapter Text
Katsuki didn't know exactly how it had happened. One moment he'd seen Mineta with his hand up Tsuyu's skirt, the other he'd pinned the purple bastard to the wall, explosions cracking as he held him by his neck.
Okay, maybe he knew how it had happened. But he didn't know what exactly had happened and how he'd moved so fast. He'd just seen red.
The grape bastard's face was slowly turning as purple as his hair as he struggled.
"You asshole pervert!" Katsuki growled lowly. "Don't you dare touch my girlfriend or any fucking girl, are we clear?!!!"
"Bakugo." Aizawa said exasperatedly.
Katsuki scoffed and let Mineta fall to the floor. "Scum." He growled and went over to Tsuyu to check if she was okay.
Chapter 8: Kirideku (Kirishima Eijiro/Midoriya Izuku)
Summary:
Two cinnamon rolls. Prepare to have your teeth disintegrated.
Fluff.
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Sirtamashiiwolf)
Chapter Text
Izuku smiled brightly as he hailed 5% power punches onto his boyfriend.
Eijiro grinned right back, hardening his body only on the spots Izuku was punching, and managed to stand his ground.
They were training their endurance together. It was slowly getting dark though and they'd have to head inside soon if they wanted to keep from being berated by Iida and Aizawa-sensei.
"Come on, give me a bit more power!" Eijiro encouraged with a bright smile.
Izuku grinned and upped his power to 7%. He knew Eijiro could handle it.
~
Izuku chuckled nervously as he and Eijiro were glared at by Aizawa.
"You two are such trouble makers." He groaned. At least they weren't injured this time. But they'd still trained until fucking 2 am.
Eijiro shifted a bit closer to Izuku. Aizawa-sensei could be really scary.
"We lost track of time." Izuku explained with a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of his head a bit.
Eijiro nodded in agreement. "We were so caught up in the excitement of training."
"You're supposed to sleep at night." Aizawa sighed. "Go to bed, you two. Now."
"Sure thing, sensei." Eijiro agreed immediately, Izuku nodding.
Aizawa rolled his eyes as the two ran off.
Chapter 9: Shigaraki Tomura/Todoroki Natsuo
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by BluJay)The only way I can see this happening is that they met each other at a gaming convention and became friends. Then slow burn and they fell in love. And Shigaraki introduced himself as Shimura Tenko. Natsuo is a very busy college student/gamer and doesn't have any time to watch the news. Also, Shigaraki is constantly wearing half gloves around Natsuo "Because I have a volatile quirk and don't want to hurt you and my Nintendo Switch." So... that's the background for this.
Chapter Text
Natsuo cuddled into Tenko a bit as they played videogames together. Tenko was wiping the floor with him in Smash but that wasn't that important. He was just happy to be spending time with his boyfriend after a long week of tests and lectures and-
"You fucker!!" Natsuo called out as Tenko won again. "How could you!!"
Tenko snickered, shooting a grin at Natsuo. "You know I had to." He hummed.
Natsuo glared at him. They both knew he wasn't really mad though.
Tenko chuckled and cuddled into him. "You're such a sore loser." He teased.
Natsuo stared at Tenko. "You're the wrong person to tell me that." He pointed out.
Tenko stuck out his tongue. "Well, I haven't lost yet. You can prove nothing."
"The Animal Crossing Easter event." Natsuo reminded helpfully.
Tenko frowned. "I didn't lose. The event was just too shitty." He pointed out. "Especially the final reward. It was horrid."
Natsuo chuckled and kissed Tenko's nose. "Okay, okay. You're a good winner at least. You don't gloat nearly as much as I expected you to."
Tenko smiled, his cheeks flushed a bit. "I think that's because you're my boyfriend." He hummed.
Chapter 10: Kirishima Eijiro/Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Entangled Bottles)
Chapter Text
Eijiro gave Tetsutetsu a high five. "Awesome training session!" He cheered.
Tetsutetsu grinned. "You were amazing, dude."
Eijiro smiled brightly.
They headed back inside.
~~~
Twenty minutes later they were laying on the couch of the 1-B dorms. Those were a lot more peaceful than the 1-A dorms.
"Weren't you at your throats a minute ago?" Kuroiro asked with a frown.
Eijiro pulled Tetsutetsu close, cuddling him a bit. "We were just sparring, man." He pointed out.
Tetsutetsu nodded in agreement. "We love each other."
Kuroiro blinked in confusion. "Alright. My bad, bye."
Chapter 11: Midoriya Izuku/Tokoyami Fumikage
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Psychokineticsilverball)
Chapter Text
Fumikage smiled a bit. He was eating dinner together with Izuku-
And Dark Shadow was tugging at his arm. He looked up in confusion. That was when he realised that Izuku wasn't moving at all. He was staring off into space with some food halfway up to his mouth.
Fumikage frowned worriedly. "Izuku?" He asked gently, not wanting to scare his boyfriend.
Izuku blinked. He looked at Fumikage, then his chopsticks.
"Oh.. It happened again, didn't it?" He asked, his cheeks flushed a bit in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Fumikage." He apologised.
"It's okay." Fumikage quickly assured. "Are you alright?"
Izuku nodded in agreement. "I just got sidetracked, thinking about noodles and their efficiency in battle.
Fumikage stared at him for a moment. "Eat up, then we're going to relax." He decided. They both needed it.
~~~
Fumikage wrapped Izuku in a blanket, Dark Shadow helping a bit.
"It's really not-" Izuku tried to protest but Fumikage only wrapped him tighter into the blanket burrito.
"We'll watch a movie now and I will cuddle you until you relax." He decided. Dark Shadow nodded in agreement.
Izuku sighed softly. "Alright. Come here." He relented.
Fumikage counted that as a win and hugged Izuku close. He and Dark Shadow made sure that he wouldn't start drifting again and eventually he relaxed.
Chapter 12: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou
Summary:
Fluff
(Requested on discord by Not So Creative Mind)
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Eijiro grinned as he sat on the couch of the common room, playing Smash against Sero and Kaminari. He was doing pretty well against the two hardcore gamers.
Katsuki sat down next to him and hugged him a bit. "Win for me." He murmured as he nuzzled his boyfriend a bit.
Eijiro blinked. Sure.
Kaminari and Sero exclaimed in shock as Eijiro massacred them.
"What?!"
"How?!"
Katsuki grinned smugly.
"With the power of love." Eijiro replied happily. He gave Katsuki's cheek a kiss and dove right into the next match, obliterating his friends.
"Love is scary..." Kaminari mumbled.
Chapter 13: Monoma Neito/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
(Requested on discord by SkylerSkyhigh)
Notes:
Rating: T
(because of swearing)
Chapter Text
When Hitoshi got a phone call at 3 in the morning, he was a bit annoyed. He'd just managed to fall asleep. His insomnia had kept him up way longer than usually.
He grabbed his phone and his eyes were immediately assaulted by the bright light. Fucking hell.
He squeezed his eyes shut and blinked a few times to get used to the intense assault on his eyes.
Caller ID. He needed to know who he was mad at...
Hitoshi squinted at his screen.
Neito.
Right. His boyfriend got nightmares.
He accepted the call and pressed the phone to his ear.
"Neito? You okay..?" He mumbled sleepily. He was struggling to keep his eyes open. Now that he'd managed to fall asleep, his body wanted to stay asleep.
"I need you..." Neito whimpered, his voice sounding small and weak.
Hitoshi frowned. "I'll be there in a sec." He promised and ended the call. He dropped his phone and rubbed a hand over his face to wake himself up a bit more.
He could do this. He had to help Neito.
He sat up with a small sigh and slid out of his bed. He had to help Neito. Neito needed him.
~~~
Hitoshi knocked on Neito's door gently, not wanting to startle the other. That could go badly.
The door was slammed open and Neito hugged him tightly, sobbing quietly.
Hitoshi blinked in confusion for a moment before he gently held Neito close. He slowly picked him up and carried him into the room, closing the door behind himself.
"Shh.. It's okay. I'm here for you." Hitoshi whispered. "You're not alone anymore, Neito." He promised as he sat down on the bed. He gently ran a hand through Neito's hair, rubbing his head a bit as he held him close.
Neito whimpered quietly as he clung to Hitoshi. He didn't want to be alone anymore...
"Shh... You're okay. You're not alone." Hitoshi murmured gently. "I'm with you. I won't leave you. I promise, Neito."
Neito sniffed, hugging Hitoshi closer. "Nightmare..." He sobbed quietly. It had been truly awful...
Hitoshi nodded. "I know. It's okay." He murmured gently, rubbing Neito's back slowly. "You're okay, Neito. Everything's alright."
~~~
It took a while for Neito to calm down. He sniffed and cuddled close to Hitoshi. "Thanks for.. coming in the middle of the night..." He mumbled quietly.
Hitoshi smiled softly and kissed Neito's cheek. "It's okay. I love you and I'll always be there for you." He murmured.
Neito relaxed a bit. "I love you too..." He mumbled.
Chapter 14: Midoriya Izuku/Tokoyami Fumikage
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Not So Creative Mind)
Chapter Text
Fumikage sat on the dorm couch at midnight, waiting for Izuku to get back. He'd been out visiting his mom all day and he was kind of doubting that he'd come back today. Especially with how awful the weather outside was.
Izuku was someone who stubbornly stood to what he promised though so it was only a matter of time until he came back.
Dark Shadow flew around nervously and Fumikage felt tempted to join him by pacing around.
The door flew open, the wind banging it against the door as a figure stumbled inside, shivering slightly.
Fumikage would recognise that messy green hair anywhere. "You are a moron." He said and went over to his completely drenched boyfriend.
Izuku chuckled nervously. "I promised I'd come back today." He pointed out with a small smile.
Fumikage rolled his eyes good-naturedly and wrapped a towel around Izuku's shoulders. "I'll go run you a bath, alright. Dry yourself off a bit."
Izuku smiled. "Sure." He agreed. "Thanks, Fumikage." He pressed a gentle kiss to his boyfriend's cheek, making him blush a bit, not that it was easy to see.
Dark Shadow grinned as Fumikage walked off. "Not a word." He warned. "I'm the embassador of darkness."
Dark Shadow chuckled. An embassador who got embarrassed by his boyfriend kissing him.
Chapter 15: Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: T
(because of swearing and mentions of a gorey movie)
(Requested on discord by Im Soren, Flyin)
Chapter Text
Izuku smiled brightly as he plopped down next to Hitoshi. He was holding a bowl of popcorn close. "This movie marathon can officially start!" He cheered.
Hitoshi chuckled in amusement. "We're watching horror movies." He reminded gently as he leaned against Izuku.
His boyfriend nodded determinedly. "It will be fun." He hummed happily. He reached for the blanket he'd readied and draped it over the two of them.
Hitoshi smiled. "You'll keep me safe, Izu?" He asked with a grin as he pressed play.
Izuku looked down at Hitoshi, his eyes shining with joy. "You got it." He agreed happily.
Purple met green and Hitoshi smiled softly. He kissed his boyfriend's cheek gently, enjoying the way he flushed immediately.
Izuku looked away embarrassedly, focusing on the movie instead.
Hitoshi grinned smugly and cuddled into his little cinnamon roll happily. "You're adorable, Izu." He murmured as he stole some of the popcorn. It was only fair. He'd gotten Izuku something to drink.
Izuku flushed brighter, pouting a bit. "I'm not adorable. I'm fierce."
Hitoshi grinned. "Oh no, I am so sorry, fierce warrior." He apologised. Izuku pouted up at him, making Hitoshi laugh a bit.
"Mean."
"You know I love you, Izu." He murmured, nuzzling his boyfriend gently.
"I love you too..." Izuku mumbled quietly.
...
"Holy shit, is that a dog?!!" Hitoshi cursed. There was a hellhound tearing up a human body. "Aw, fuck." He hid his face in Izuku's shirt, pulling the blanket over his head.
Izuku looked down at Hitoshi. "Should I stop the movie?" He asked gently.
Hitoshi shook his head. "Just protect me." He mumbled as he squeezed his eyes shut.
Izuku frowned worriedly but gently ran a hand through Shinsou's messy hair. It was almost as bad as his own. Keyword: almost. He still held the title of messiest hair in their grade.
"They're gone." Izuku informed after a few minutes.
Hitoshi straightened up a bit, his cheeks flushed softly. "Not a word to nobody." He grumbled.
Izuku smiled. "Of course not, Hitoshi-chan." He hummed.
Hitoshi sighed. "Love you... my hero." He mumbled as they resumed watching the movie.
Izuku smiled brightly. "Love you too."
Chapter 16: Aizawa Shouta & Midoriya Izuku (platonic)
Summary:
Angst
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Entangled Bottles)
Chapter Text
"I'm really tired of watching you get thrown off the tops of buildings." Eraserhead sighed as he stared at the little vigilante he'd just saved with his capture weapon.
Deku scoffed and shrugged off the scarf-like material. "Then don't watch me. You're not my dad."
Eraserhead raised a brow. "Didn't know that's how you talk to someone who just saved your life." He pointed out.
Deku looked up at him, locking eyes. Angered green stared into unimpressed black. "I didn't ask you to save me." He scoffed.
Deku left with a frown, leaving Eraserhead to stare after him.
Chapter 17: Ishiyama Ken | Cementoss/Maijima Higari | Power Loader
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Not So Creative Mind)
Chapter Text
When Midnight walked back into the staff room, something was off.
For one, it was really empty.
And the other reason was that she could see Cementoss sitting on the couch by himself, not facing her, and talking to somebody.
Weird.
She walked towards the couch curiously.
"I kid you not. Hatsume blew up the development studio two times already. It's only noon." Higari groaned as he leaned against Ken. He was seated in his lap, a small frown on his face. "I don't know what to do with her. She's smart and ingenious but also reckless. I don't want her to hurt herself."
Ken hummed thoughtfully. "Give her some regulations? One explosion per day or she can't use the development studio for the rest of the day?" He suggested.
Higari looked at the floor thoughtfully before he looked up at Ken with a small smile. "It's worth a try."
Ken smiled and kissed Higari's cheek gently. "I'm sure you'll find a solution." He murmured.
Higari blushed a bit, his long hair thankfully hiding it a bit. "How's the book you started yesterday?" He asked to change the topic. He knew Ken would notice immediately but hopefully he'd go along with it, if only for the sake of talking about books.
"It's quite interesting." Ken replied, leaving his explanation at that.
Higari grinned. "In other words; it sucks." He pointed out.
Ken smiled. "You know me so well." He hummed.
Nobody's gonna believe me when I tell them this. Midnight thought as she sneaked out of the staff room.
Chapter 18: Midoriya Izuku/Tokoyami Fumikage
Summary:
Hurt/Comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
(Requested on discord by Mattchuuuu)
Chapter Text
Fumikage frowned as he buried his face into his pillows. Dark Shadow was running rampant now that it was dark. Why....
He just wanted to sleep. It was already so damn late. 2 a.m. He had to get up at six.
Why.
"Please, just shut the hell up..." He groaned as he pulled a pillow over his head.
Dark Shadow didn't even think about doing that, flying in circles around the room, making weird noises.
"Come on, just train with me. Entertain me for a bit. I'll leave you alone, promise!"
Fumikage knew that was a lie. Dark Shadow would just keep him up training all night. It was one of the reasons he was skilled in handling his quirk but so not worth it...
"I'll call Izuku." Fumikage decided to threaten.
"You're not in any danger." Dark Shadow pointed out as he bounced around.
"My sleep is in danger." He grumbled and got out his phone. He squinted at the screen and pressed the speed dial for his boyfriend.
"Just come and train." Dark Shadow whined.
"Stop being a baby." Fumikage sighed.
He slumped in relief when Izuku picked up.
"Hello? Fumi?" Izuku's sleep-laden voice spoke up.
"Dark Shadow is running rampant. Please help."
There was a pause.
"I'll be right over." Izuku promised.
~
Izuku opened the door to his boyfriend's room and turned on the light.
Dark Shadow hissed in displeasure, Fumikage did too.
"If you want to get any sleep, the light has to stay on." Izuku pointed out.
He walked over to the much smaller Dark Shadow with a frown. "Let my poor boyfriend sleep." He said. He went over to Fumikage and climbed into his bed, pulling him close sleepily.
Fumikage carefully pressed his face against Izuku. His boyfriend placed a pillow on top of his head to block out the last of the light.
"Sleep. I'm here." Izuku mumbled sleepily.
Fumikage smiled a bit. "Thanks..." He mumbled.
Chapter 19: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
Summary:
Domestic Fluff
They cook together.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Shoto and Izuku were in the kitchen, readying a snack together.
Izuku was busy warming up some bread in the oven while Shoto stared at some oranges. He knew oranges were tasty. But how could he get the good stuff out of the gross shell?
He frowned. Bread was normally cut, right? He reached over for the knife his boyfriend had used only a minute ago and stared at the oranges for a moment.
"Stop!!" Izuku called out, making Shoto halt in his tracks. What?
"Don't cut it, Shoto." Izuku explained as he made his way over to him. "You'll get juice everywhere." He scolded.
"I've never unshelled an orange before." Shoto admitted.
"You have to peel it." Izuku explained.
Shoto blinked. "Ah. Do we need the potato peeler?"
Izuku stared at him in shock. What?!!!!
"No! You peel it with your fingers!" Izuku explained.
Shoto nodded. "Show me." He decided before he shocked Izuku even more.
Izuku nodded and took the poor orange. He showed Shoto exactly how to peel it and how to separate the orange pieces from another without making a mess.
Shoto smiled. "Thanks, Izu. Love you."
Izuku flushed and stammered out a response.
Chapter 20: Ishiyama Ken | Cementoss/Maijima Higari | Power Loader
Summary:
Angst and hurt/comfort.
Notes:
Rating: T (because of some blood and an injury)
Chapter Text
The battle had been going rather well. Until it didn't.
Power Loader grunted in pain as he was slammed into the ground. He'd been ripped out of his exo-skeleton by a damned nomu.
And there went his arm. Likely broken. It hurt.
The nomu was thrown off him.
Higari breathed heavily as he tried not to scream. His shoulder hurt so much...
"Higari? Can you move?"
Higari gritted his teeth and slowly pushed himself up using his good arm. He wiped away some blood from his face, only proceeding to wipe dust all over himself.
"I'm okay..." He mumbled. Everything looked a bit off though. He looked up at his savior, his vision blurred a bit.
"Oh. Hey, Ken." He mumbled. He could still move his arm but it hurt a lot. Not broken then.
"Is this what a dislocated shoulder feels like...?" He mumbled, staring at his arm. "I don't recommend it..."
"Before you write a poor yelp review, we should get out of here." Ken said gently. He had to get Higari out of the danger zone before dealing with the nomu. He carefully picked Higari up and carried him to the sidelines. He put up a cement barrier around him and returned to the battle.
Higari frowned as he stared at his useless arm. He was pretty banged up. He used the moment of calm to send a message to Recovery Girl.
"Hello, what are the symptoms of a dislocated shoulder?"
"... Do I want to know why you're asking?"
"As a matter of fact, I don't think so."
"It hurts a lot but you can still move your arm below the elbow."
"I have a dislocated arm then."
Higari frowned. While he could technically move his arm, it hurt enough to darken his vision. He should stay put and wait for Ken to come collect him.
He should try to stay conscious though.
Just... stay awake...
~~~
"Higari?"
Higari grumbled quietly as he cuddled into the covers. He'd had such a nice dream.. He wanted to sleep some more.
"How are you feeling, Higari?"
Higari didn't respond, hugging the pillow closer.
"Come on. I'm worried."
Higari blinked when he recognised the voice. "Ken...?" He rasped. His throat felt parched.
"I'm here." Ken assured. "I have something to drink for you."
Higari sighed and sat up, noting that his shoulder didn't hurt anymore. That meant Recovery Girl had likely fixed him up already. He took the offered water bottle and took a few sips.
"How are you feeling?" Ken asked gently.
"Exhausted." Higari mumbled. Likely from Recovery Girl's quirk.
"No pain?" Ken asked gently. He sighed in relief when he got a negative response.
Higari leaned against Ken a bit, making him smile. "I have to admit, I was kind of scared." He murmured, gently hugging Higari.
Higari smiled a bit. "Thanks, Ken." He mumbled. "Can we go home to Yuka?" He asked quietly.
"Sure. I bet she misses you a lot."
Higari smiled and cuddled into Ken a bit. "Thanks." He hummed.
Chapter 21: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Hitoshi has insomnia and gets frequent nightmares. His boyfriends decide to take it upon themselves to take care of him.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Hitoshi sat at the table with a frown. He was in the common room, awake at 4 a.m. He needed to go to sleep soon if he wanted anymore sleep.
But he didn't. He didn't want to sleep anymore. He just wanted to stay awake until school began. Maybe he could snag a quick nap during lunch. He couldn't sleep during class. He'd just fall behind. He didn't want that. He wanted to be a hero. He had to work harder than anyone-
Eijiro yawned as he walked through the common room to get to the kitchen. He was on a quest to get himself a glass of water.
He blinked when he saw a shadow sitting at the table. Was there really someone up at this time.
Oh. Hitoshi.
"What are you doing up?" Eijiro asked, an undertone of worry in his voice.
Hitoshi looked up with a frown. "Nothing." He replied.
Eijiro decided to abandon his glass of water and sat down next to Hitoshi. "I don't think that's the full truth, Toshi." He said gently.
Hitoshi sighed and looked away, staring at the floor passively. "I can't sleep." He admitted.
Eijiro smiled. If it was only that, then he could easily find a remedy. Hitoshi had insomnia often. He knew just the thing. "Have you tried-"
"No." Hitoshi cut him off with an annoyed frown. "You don't get it. I cannot let myself fall asleep."
Eijiro stared at Hitoshi in confusion. It wasn't often that he got this annoyed and loud. His boyfriend was usually a rather soft-spoken person. "Why?" He asked gently.
Hitoshi scowled. "If I do, I'll get another nightmare."
Eijiro frowned worriedly. Izuku was better at comforting than him. "I'll carry you to Izuku." He decided.
Hitoshi frowned. "Don't bother." He grumbled.
Eijiro didn't listen to him. He easily picked his boyfriend up and carried him to Izuku's bedroom. He was sure he wouldn't mind being woken up for an emergency.
Hitoshi only sighed. He didn't struggle though.
Soon enough, they were in Izuku's room and Eijiro placed Hitoshi down on the bed.
"Didn't you listen? I don't want to sleep." Hitoshi grumbled in annoyance.
Eijiro nodded and shook Izuku a bit to wake him up.
"Ei..." Izuku mumbled sleepily as he blinked up at his boyfriend. "And Toshi...?" He added when he spotted his other boyfriend sitting on his bed, looking quite annoyed. "What...?"
Eijiro glanced over at Hitoshi worriedly. "He's having trouble sleeping since he'll get a nightmare if he tries." He explained softly. "Maybe cuddles and the close proximity to us will help?"
Izuku nodded sleepily. He grabbed Hitoshi's hand and pulled him on top of him, trapping him in a hug.
Hitoshi flailed a bit but essentially let it happen.
Eijiro smiled and laid down next to them, placing an arm around Hitoshi.
Hitoshi relaxed a small bit. Maybe sleeping wouldn't be that bad after all.
Chapter 22: Monoma Neito/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
They're adults in this oneshot.
Chapter Text
Hitoshi frowned slightly as he stared at the dark room. There were so many things standing around. He didn't want to sleep. He was so pent up from patrolling all night. He was just too wary to go to sleep now. He kept seeing things in the shadows. What if there really was somebody there? What if they wanted to hurt Neito?
Neito yawned softly and snuggled closer to his husband.
Hitoshi frowned. Neito was completely defenseless. Someone had to stay up. He had to stay up to protect his husband. He shifted a bit in Neito's hold to get up. He had to stay awake.
Neito just held him closer. After a couple failed attempts, the blond blinked up at Hitoshi sleepily. "What are you doing, Toshi?" He mumbled, his voice thick with sleepiness.
"Don't worry, Neito. I'll keep you safe." Was the answer he got and he didn't like that at all.
"Toshi, we're home..." He mumbled softly, his pale blue eyes staring up into purple. "There's no threat, promise..."
Hitoshi shook his head. "Neito, I-" He tried to protest.
"We can sleep with the lights on, Toshi." Neito interrupted. "We're safe. And you will sleep." His voice dipped into slight scolding. He reached over to the bedside table and clicked on the light.
Hitoshi looked scared.
Neito hugged him close and nuzzled him a bit. "It'll be okay, Toshi. I promise you, nobody will hurt us." He murmured softly.
Hitoshi sniffed quietly and hugged Neito close.
They both eventually managed to fall asleep again.
Chapter Text
Neito was aware of the fact that Izuku had been staring at him for a bit. When he looked over to him, he quickly evaded eye contact and settled for staring Hitoshi instead until he looked up.
Something was bothering Izuku.
Neito looked at Hitoshi and glanced over at Izuku quickly to make him aware of the situation.
Hitoshi looked over at Izuku and found him staring at him yet again. He gave a small nod. He'd noticed too. Izuku was behaving weirdly. Like he wanted something but wasn't sure how to ask for it. They'd have to confront him about it.
"Izuku, what's wrong?" Neito asked with a worried frown.
Izuku jolted. "I.. um.. Nothing! Everything's-"
"Cut the crap." Hitoshi interrupted him with a frown. "We're your boyfriends. Of course we'll notice when something is wrong."
Izuku winced a bit. "I..." He stammered, shrinking a bit under the two stares.
"Tell us what's wrong." Neito said. "We can't help if you don't tell us."
Izuku looked away, shifting uncomfortably.
"How..." He stammered quietly. "How does the whole kissing thing work with more than two people?" He blurted out, his cheeks flushed brightly in embarrassment.
Hitoshi and Neito stared at him silently. That was a good question.
"I.." Hitoshi mumbled quietly, heat rising to his cheeks. Izuku wanted to.. to kiss?
Neito blushed a bit as he thought about it. It was a good question.
Silence reigned for a few flustered minutes.
"I say we take turns." Neito decided eventually. He got up and went to Izuku who was sitting on the couch. He kneeled down, essentially sitting on his boyfriend's lap, and kissed him.
Izuku stiffened in shock. He'd never kissed anyone, what was he supposed to do???
Hitoshi watched silently. What?
Neito pulled back and licked his lips with a small smirk. His eyes were twinkling mischievously.
Izuku stared up at Neito in shock, his face flushed brightly. What. What?
"That felt nice." He hummed. He glanced over at Hitoshi. "Do you want one too?" He asked.
Hitoshi blinked, staring at Neito silently as he tried to find his voice.
"I.. um.. yeah..." He stammered awkwardly.
Neito smiled softly. He got off a flabbergasted Izuku and went over to Hitoshi.
Hitoshi stared up at his boyfriend embarrassedly.
Neito sat down next to him and gently wrapped an arm around him to pull him closer before kissing him.
Hitoshi blinked. He had no idea what to do...
He tried his best to recuperate but it was messy and inexperienced.
Neito pulled back with a happy sigh. "Good job." He hummed and nuzzled Hitoshi gently who blushed even brighter.
Izuku chuckled a bit. Cute.
"That was really unexpected, Neito. But I liked it." Izuku mumbled.
Neito smiled at him. "You had me worried for a second." He admitted.
Izuku smiled. "It felt nice. I wouldn't mind doing it again."
Hitoshi nodded in agreement, a small smile on his face.
Chapter 24: Asui Tsuyu/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Fluff as pro heroes
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Rose on AO3
Chapter Text
Hitoshi grinned as his opponent finally slipped up and rose to his jibes. Fantastic.
He told the villain to lose consciousness, which the other promptly did. He went over to secure some quirk suppressing cuffs when something wrapped around his waist and whipped him away, seconds before a bomb went off.
"That was.. fucking close." Hitoshi mumbled as Tsuyu checked him over.
"You're glad to have me." She sighed at her husband. "Come on, let's kick some ass."
She jumped off the rooftop, crashing into a villain.
Hitoshi couldn't help but smile. That was his amazing wife. He leapt off the rooftop and used his capture weapon to get down safely, swinging right into a villain who was knocked off their feet.
Tsuyu smirked. "Better." She called at him.
Hitoshi gave a short nod and shot his capture weapon at an unassuming villain who was knocked out not even a second later.
"Better keep up." He teased, earning a slap onto his shoulder.
"I'm supposed to say that." Tsuyu pointed out. "You only took down three." She grinned. "I have five."
Hitoshi pouted and punched a villain's face, making Tsuyu laugh.
They finished taking down the remaining villains and tied them up in a neat package for the police.
Then they headed home.
~~~
They both showered and changed their clothes before meeting again in the living room and collapsing onto the couch.
Their cats immediately ran over to them, mewing and purring at them as they made themselves comfortable.
Hitoshi sighed.
"You are so badass." He mumbled quietly as he leaned against her.
Tsuyu nodded in agreement. "You're not bad yourself." She conceded, making Hitoshi chuckle softly. "You're a great cuddler though."
Hitoshi smiled. "You're too. Love you."
"Love you too." Tsuyu murmured.
Chapter 25: Midoriya Izuku/Shouji Mezou
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Psychokineticsilverball on Discord
Chapter Text
Izuku was sitting on the couch, leaning against Mezo a bit as he wrote up some analyses. He muttered to himself, occasionally looking up at his boyfriend for some input which the other always readily provided.
There was an explosion from the kitchen and a show.
"That's quite an explosive cooking lesson, kero." Asui commented.
Kaminari frowned. "I feel bad for Kirishima."
Jiro rolled her eyes. "It's his own fault." She pointed out.
Izuku smiled as he watched the two bicker. He blinked when an arm wrapped around him and smiled up at Mezo. "Thanks." He hummed happily and leaned into him happily.
Mezo smiled a bit.
Chapter Text
Izuku smiled softly. He was sitting on the common room couch, watching some documentary with Eijiro. They weren't really paying attention, taking the movie as an excuse to relax properly. It was a nice background noise.
Somewhere in the middle of the movie, Eijiro switched from leaning against his boyfriend to resting with his head in his lap. It was so comfortable.
Finals week had been so stressful. Any relaxation was welcome.
Izuku smiled as he looked down at Eijiro. He'd been running his boyfriend ragged, trying to prepare him for the upcoming exams. It had really paid off though. Eijiro had done really well.
Izuku gently placed a hand on his boyfriend's spiky hair. He blinked when his hand easily went into the fluffy hair. What?
He gently rubbed Eijiro's head who leaned into the touch happily, not at all caring about how messy his hairstyle was becoming. It felt good and he was sleepy.
Izuku suppressed a chuckle. Like an attention starved kitten. "You're adorable, Ei." He whispered.
Eijiro smiled up at him sleepily, a small blush on his cheeks. "Thanks." He mumbled softly.
Izuku could only stare. Eijiro was so beautiful. He leaned down at kissed him gently. It was a bit awkward with their position but so worth it.
Chapter 27: Cursed popcorn
Summary:
Angst
There are no parings in this drabble. It features Touya being a teenager, a mugging, some death and mindbreak. Read at your own discretion.
Notes:
Rating: M (maybe E, if you're sensitive)
Inspired by Owl from Discord who came across some very interesting information.
Chapter Text
Touya ran down a dark alleyway, panting heavily. His stamina had suffered greatly. His vision was already blurring slightly. He hadn't had something good to eat in months. He missed his mom's cooking...
His last meal, some trash, was already so many hours back...
His stomach was already protesting violently. At this rate, he'd throw up again.
Dabi gasped for air, his lungs stinging in pain as he whipped around another corner. He was scared. He had to run, to get away from the guy chasing him.
That guy was obviously stronger than him. The only way to win was to use his quirk. He'd burn himself and go through excruciating pain if he did that. It was his only hope. He couldn't run anymore. He was so exhausted.
He was at the end of his line. He had one shot and had to make it count!
Touya gasped for air as he whipped around to confront his pursuer.
The man skidded to a stop, a wide smirk on his face. "Stopped running, eh?" He chuckled.
Touya took a few deep breaths. He had to control his quirk. He couldn't go up in flames again.
"Not gonna talk? That's fine too." The man smirked and ran at the small boy, his fist raised for a devastating blow.
Touya's eyes widened. No.
His flames ignited without his input and a blast of bright blue flames shot at his opponent.
A scream rang out but Dabi couldn't stop. He stared wide eyed at the fire, breathing shallowly. He had to get rid of the threat.
He gasped as he sunk to his knees. It hadn't hurt. Not much. He'd used a blast, not coated his arms like his father had taught him.
Touya stared as the light slowly diminished. He was so exhausted after doing that.
There was only ash left.
And there was a strange popping sound.
Touya flinched as the only things that had been left, the teeth, burst.
Like... popcorn.
He started laughing.
Chapter Text
Hitoshi grabbed the last box from the car. It was quite heavy but since Aizawa-sensei had started training with him, he'd gotten a lot stronger. He could handle the box easily. He knew that a year ago, he wouldn't have been able to lift it.
"The last one?" Aizawa asked.
Hitoshi nodded. "Yeah." He agreed, walking over to the house. Aizawa closed the car door and locked it up before following.
"Is this really okay, Aizawa-sensei..?" Hitoshi asked, sounding a bit worried.
"It's completely alright." Aizawa assured for the hundredth time that day. "And you can call me Shouta at home." He added.
Hitoshi stared up for him, stopping for a moment. A happy shiver ran through him and he smiled as he watched Aizawa unlock the door. Aizawa had officially adopted him today and promptly helped him move in with him and Yamada-sensei, his husband. He already knew that he was Present Mic.
"Bring the box to your room, then I'll introduce you to the cats." Aizawa hummed.
Hitoshi nodded. He was excited to finally meet his teacher's cats. He'd heard so much about them...
When he stepped into the room, he couldn't help but smile. It was clean and nice and it was all his. The walls dyed a calming light blue and his bed was already ready for the night.
Hitoshi placed down the box. He'd already discussed it with.. his new family. They'd eat dinner and watch a movie together before starting to unpack. He sighed happily and went downstairs again to meet the cats. He loved cats...
"Come here, Hitoshi." Aizawa called out. It made Hitoshi feel warm that he was using his first name. True, they had the same last name now. He should start calling his teacher Shouta.
"Coming." He replied softly. The sound had come from... there.
Hitoshi stepped into what looked like a kitchen. It had a nice, modern-
Oh. My. God.
Hitoshi stared at the three cats that were happily eating, his eyes wide. Cats.
Aizawa chuckled from where he was sitting on the floor. "Meet Taz, Maggie and Moss." He explained, pointing at each of the cats.
"Cat." Hitoshi mumbled intelligently, making Aizawa laugh a bit.
"Come on, sit down. They'll come to you when they're done eating." Aizawa encouraged gently.
Hitoshi nodded a bit and sat down, staring at the cats. So cute...
"They see staring as a threat. Don't stare too much." Aizawa advised. Hitoshi looked up and nodded. Right.
The cats soon stopped eating and curiously walked over to Hitoshi. A new human. How interesting...
Hitoshi practically melted with happiness as the cats cuddled against him and let him pet them.
Shouta watched with a small smile. He was glad that Hitoshi was happy. He intended to keep him that way.
Chapter 29: Dadzawa and Shinsou Hitoshi (generic) 2
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Continuation of chapter 28 requested by Kudos on Discord
Chapter Text
Hitoshi looked at the couch for a moment, a bit hesitant to join. He'd just moved in after all and he didn't want to invade his new parents' personal space. He could just sit on the floor to give them some more room-
"Are you coming?" Aiza- Shouta asked.
Hitoshi looked up at him before nodding a bit. Their dinner plates were already laid out on the coffee table. He took a deep breath before walking over and sitting down between them where they'd made room for him.
Hizashi smiled down at him. "Don't worry, kid. We're happy to have you here." He assured.
Hitoshi relaxed slightly. "Thanks..." He mumbled softly. He wasn't used to that yet. Maybe... maybe one day he'd get used to it. Shouta handed Hitoshi his plate who took it with a small thank you.
They all started eating as Hizashi started the movie.
Hitoshi had to admit, it was a pretty horrible movie. He loved every second of it.
Chapter 30: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: T
Requested by Midnight on Discord
Chapter Text
Shouta was laying on his bed, moping silently. Well, he wasn't really moping. Just... bored and feeling really out of his depth.
He was used to being shouted at every day. His family was far from nice to him.
Ever since he'd been accepted to UA, it had only gotten worse. He had friends now though. And a boyfriend...
After he'd finally run away from home, Hizashi had offered him a place at his home. They had a guest room he could use and Hizashi's moms were really nice.
It was.. very different though. Not a bad different, but it made him sad. This was how a normal family was supposed to be. Knowing that he'd never had anything even near to that was...
He didn't even really know what it was. First and foremost, it made him sad. Maybe it was even a bit off-putting.
Shouta sighed quietly and curled up a bit more. He stiffened instinctively when he heard his door open and immediately felt bad about it when he saw that it was just Hizashi. He was safe here...
"Hey..." Shouta mumbled quietly to be polite. He was.. happy to see Hizashi but he really wasn't in the mood for anything loud.
He was glad that the house was pretty quiet most of the time. One of Hizashi's moms was deaf and the other was hard of hearing so most conversations happened in sign language.
He was eternally grateful for it.
"Hey, Shou." Hizashi said softly. When first meeting the blond, Shouta never would have thought that he was capable of being so quiet. Hizashi was a loud person. The fact that he was being quiet just for his sake made him feel warm and loved.
"My moms went shopping. You wanna bake some cookies with me?" Hizashi asked gently.
Shouta was about to refuse. He wasn't good at cooking, let alone baking-
And then Hizashi held up a cat cookie cutter. Shouta was immediately sold.
It must have showed on his face because Hizashi was smiling knowingly. Shouta rolled his eyes good-naturedly and got up. "What kind of cookies?" He inquired as he let Hizashi grab his hand and drag him to the kitchen excitedly.
"Chocolate ones?" Hizashi replied, but it sounded like a question. It seemed like he wanted his opinion.
Shouta nodded. "Sounds like a plan." He agreed, and the smile he was awarded with shone brighter than a thousand suns. He actually had t looks away to avoid being blinded. His boyfriend was adorable.
"How much do you know about making cookies?" Hizashi asked excitedly.
"Nothing." Shouta begrudgingly admitted. He really wished he knew at least a little bit to maybe show off. He didn't though. Well, Hizashi was a good teacher so it should be no problem.
~
It turned out to be a problem. It wasn't entirely Shouta's fault though.
~
Between the two of them, they had about 0 knowledge on how to make cookies. Granted, Hizashi had watched his moms a few times but he'd never tried to actually make cookies.
They had a recipe. That wasn't enough.
~
"Zashi.. How does one crack an egg?" Shouta asked with a frown as he stared at the egg and then the bowl.
"Ah, that's easy!" Hizashi chirped and went over.
Three seconds later, they were staring at the egg on the ground.
"We're not using that." Shouta decided with a frown. That was decidedly not how it was supposed to be done.
~
"I'll weight the flour!" Hizashi called out excitedly.
"No, Zashi, not so- ... fast..."
Hizashi coughed, his whole shirt and face full of flour.
Shouta face-palmed in the background.
~
By the time Hizashi's moms came home, the kitchen was a complete, irredeemable mess and the two boys were laughing on the floor.
Shouta noticed them first and immediately stared at them like a deer caught in headlights. No matter how nice they were, a slip up like this would certainly not be excused.
"Do you two need help?" Was not what he'd been expecting.
Hizashi smiled brightly and signed back. "Yes, please! We promise we'll clean it by ourselves but we need help making the cookies!"
Shouta stared at the two women who started gathering ingredients. Nothing?
"You're not mad...?" He signed shakily, more confused than ever.
"Of course not, dear. As long as you clean up, everything is fine."
And that made Shouta even more confused.
~
He was still confused by the time he had a bowl of chocolate cat cookies in his lap, squeezed on the couch between his boyfriend and his parents as they watched a movie together. With subtitles, of course.
It was weird and he wasn't used to it.
Was this what a family was supposed to be?
It made him feel warm. Loved. Happy.
He smiled softly as he continued watching the movie. It would take some time but he certainly wouldn't mind getting used to this...
~
Years later...
~
Shouta gently knocked on the door, waiting for a signal to come in. Nothing came.
"I'm coming in. If that's not okay, please tell me."
He waited for another few moments before opening the door worriedly. He was all for letting his son have his privacy, but he knew exactly what he was going through.
That unsure feeling. That feeling of not deserving love and affection to the point where it was uncomfortable to have it.
"Shinsou?" He asked gently.
Two purple eyes peered up at him.
"Hizashi went shopping. You wanna bake some cookies with me?" He asked gently.
Shinsou frowned and was about to refuse when his teacher held up a cat cookie cutter.
"Alright..." He agreed hesitantly.
Hizashi came home to laughter.
Chapter 31: Midoriya Izuku/Shouji Mezou
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Psychokineticsilverball on Discord
Chapter Text
Izuku walked over to his boyfriend and sat down next to him on the couch, a bowl of popcorn and a blank notebook clutched close. He had a pen tucked over his ear and he was so ready to analyse their complete sports festival as second years.
Mezo smiled as he glanced over. Izuku looked so determined. "What are you looking forward to noting down the most?" He hummed.
Izuku looked up at him and smiled brightly. "Definitely the progress."
Mezo nodded. "We made a ton of progress." He agreed.
Izuku grinned. He couldn't wait to write all that down. He'd recently started writing all his analysis in code to make sure no villain could read it.
He leaned against Mezo as he pressed play. It wasn't enough physical contact though. He wanted more...
Izuku climbed into Mezo's lap and made himself comfortable there, leaning back against his boyfriend.
Mezo flushed a bit but he was slowly getting used to it. Izuku did things like these pretty often. He gently wrapped his arms around his green bean and pulled him closer.
Izuku tilted his head to smile up at him and give him a kiss while the entrance ceremony was shown in the background.
This evening might be a bit less productive than planned.
Chapter 32: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto
Summary:
Neko fluff as pro heroes
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Midnight on Discord
Chapter Text
Izuku and Shoto were walking down the street, on their way back from a date. They were holding hands and trying not to be too obvious since they were kind of well-known since their work studies and internships.
"You're adorable." Izuku whispered, enjoying the blush that was slowly taking over his stoic boyfriend's face.
"Oh!! That's Shoto and Deku!!" Someone called out and the next thing they knew, they were surrounded by a group of kids.
"You two are so amazing!!" A kid called out happily, their eyes shining.
Izuku smiled brightly. "Thanks!" He replied happily.
Meanwhile Shoto looked like he wanted to disappear. He didn't like so many people staring at him and shouting. Someone touched him and he tried to make himself smaller without anyone noticing.
Izuku blinked and got out his phone.
"Oh! I'm sorry but we have to go! There's been a villain attack!" Izuku called out and started running, dragging Shoto along.
"But we're off duty?" Shoto asked in confusion.
Izuku looked at him. "Didn't want you to be uncomfortable." He explained with a cheeky grin.
Shoto chuckled softly. "Cheeky bastard." He said fondly.
Izuku giggled and held his hand happily. They slowed down once they were out of sight.
"That was fun." Izuku hummed, looking up at Shoto.
He stopped walking and just stared.
Shoto blinked at him in confusion. "Yes?" He asked.
Izuku reached out and touched Shoto's head. Or rather, the two adorable cat ears that were on his head!!!
Shoto's ear twitched.
"So adorable!" Izuku gasped softly.
Shoto flushed softly. "You have some too..." He mumbled quietly and reached out to touch Izuku's ears which were half hidden by his hair.
Izuku giggled softly. "We should get home, shouldn't we?" He hummed. "I want to cuddle youuu."
Shoto smiled softly. "Cuddles sound nice." He agreed. "And you're sure it's not just because you want to curl up against my left side?" He teased.
Izuku pouted. "Of course I want to curl up against your left side." He said. "But I would also cuddle you if you weren't as warm as an oven."
Shoto chuckled a bit and gently pulled Izuku along to get home quicker. "You're adorable and so honest." He said softly.
Izuku smiled. "I can make you some soba when we get home." He suggested with a soft smile.
Shoto looked back at him, smiling brightly. He almost tripped on the uneven pathway.
Izuku smiled. "I'll take that as a yes." He hummed softly. "I'll male you some cold soba with lots of tasty wasabi and then I'll snuggle you while we watch a movie." He promised.
~~~
Izuku had always been someone who stood to his word.
Shoto cuddled into Izuku happily as he slurped some soba. They were watching a relaxing documentary about quirks.
Though Shoto wasn't sure just how relaxing it was since Izuku was practically vibrating in excitement as he sucked up all the knowledge he was being presented with. His soba was long forgotten and Shoto had to nudge him a little bit to get him to eat.
Izuku smiled up at him, his ears twitching a bit as he cuddled closer.
"Love you." He whispered.
"I love you too." Shoto murmured, gently rubbing a hand over the cute ears.
Chapter 33: Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Izuku gets sick. Hitoshi does not like him being reckless.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
"Izuku, you're an idiot." Hitoshi sighed as he stared at his boyfriend. He'd trained too much yesterday. That was normal. This time, however, it had been raining.
Of course, Izuku had managed to get himself sick.
Izuku smiled sheepishly. "I'm okay." He said and immediately sneezed loudly.
"You are such an idiot." Hitoshi groaned.
"Did you ever think about who will have to take care of you now?" He grumbled under his breath and left.
Izuku looked after him. "Nooo... Please come back, Toshi." He whined, getting not a single shred of sympathy.
Izuku huffed and buried himself under his blanket with a pout. Unreliable boyfriend.
~~~
Ten minutes later, Hitoshi came back with a bowl of soup.
Izuku stared at him in awe.
...
"That's canned soup." He realised.
"You got yourself sick. You don't deserve my grandma's special soup." Hitoshi said mercilessly.
Izuku pouted. "Mean." He grumbled and started eating the admittedly not so good soup.
Hitoshi watched him with a smirk like a vengeful god.
Chapter 34: Dadzawa and Iida Tenya (generic)
Summary:
Tenya angst with dadzawa comforting him.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Imyourmomnow on AO3
Chapter Text
Heavy angst:
During the day, Tenya was class rep.
He had to do dozens of little tasks. He had to keep his class in high spirits, make sure everyone got to class in time. He made sure everyone was doing fine physically and mentally. He took his time to talk to each of his classmates at least once per day. He resolved arguments and prevented fights, sometimes stepping right into harms way to make sure everyone else would be fine.
It was okay though. He'd always wanted to be class rep.
There were just so many things he could do better. And they ate away at him at night, where no one was awake. He couldn't ask anyone whether he'd done a good job that day.
But he was sure they'd all say yes.
...
Right?
He'd.. admittedly made a lot of mistakes. Something he wasn't used to doing since things normally came very easy to him.
It was okay to make some mistakes though, as Tensei always told him. Tensei was an amazing hero and big brother, so it should be the truth.
Making mistakes was alright.
But sometimes, lives were on the line.
Like..
Like at the USJ.
He was the fastest in class. And class rep. And he'd managed to get out of the USJ and get help. But Aizawa sensei had almost died. If he'd just been faster, there would have been much less damage.
But what if he wasn't as fast the next time? What.. what if he didn't come in time?
What if someone died because he wasn't.. because he wasn't fast enough?
The thought made him shiver. Aizawa sensei had lasting damages to his eye sockets because he hadn't been faster.
If that wasn't bad enough, he was a good friend of his brother. They knew each other. They'd known each other before he'd started studying at UA. And he'd still let him down.
"Iida? What are you doing up?" A tired voice mumbled. He immediately recognised it as Aizawa.
Tenya looked up. "Um.. just.." He stammered, not really knowing how to explain this to his strict teacher.
"Tenya. The truth." Aizawa demanded dryly.
Tenya winced. He had a feeling Aizawa wouldn't take it too lightly if he lied. "Well.. I couldn't sleep?" He admitted quietly.
Aizawa nodded and walked over to him. He plopped down next to him. "I'm too tired to bother with niceness, spill and I can help."
Tenya blinked. "I.. I'm just stressed and spiraled a bit, it won't happen again, I promise." He mumbled.
Aizawa did not look happy with that. "Tenya. I promised my friend, your big brother, to take care of you." He explained. "I cannot do that if you keep evading my tries to help you."
Tenya stared.
"Granted, you don't know me well and I'm not the best with people. But I want to help. You're my student and my friend's little brother."
Tenya looked away. "Well.. it's about my mistakes..." He admitted, glancing up at his teacher. He just nodded for him to continue.
"I'm class rep. And I'm not as relaxed and level-headed as people think I am..."
Aizawa blinked. "Tenya. No one thinks you're relaxed."
Tenya winced. What?
"Ugh, should have phrased that differently." Aizawa sighed. "See, your classmates trust you. They know that even if you're not relaxed, they can rely on you. You're not a robot. You have emotions like everyone else. You can be scared. And you'll still do what's right. Because you're a hero. Your class knows that. And they trust you."
Tenya blinked. They.. Tears collected in his eyes. "And.. you really think so?" He asked quietly.
Aizawa ruffled his hair. "Of course I do. You're a true hero, Tenya."
Tenya managed a small smile.
"Your brother thinks so as well by the way." Aizawa mentioned. "He always asks me for updates on your studies and for pictures. He's incredibly proud of you."
Aizawa blinked as he was hugged.
"Thank you." Tenya sobbed.
Aizawa awkwardly patted his back. He didn't really mind though. "No worries." He mumbled.
"But we'll talk more about this tomorrow."
Tenya gave a small nod.
Light angst:
Shouta silently watched his kids students train their quirks. The objective this lesson was to practise their special moves.
He walked around, focusing on each of his students.
His problem child even seemed to be getting down the "not breaking any bones". Recovery Girl would be proud.
He continued observing his class closely.
Iida seemed to be having trouble. Right, his Recipro Burst weakened him. Overheating his engines was probably not the nicest feeling.
He remembered that Tensei would always whine after doing that. He dug through his bag silently. Maybe some orange juice would help him.
Shouta walked over to where Iida was sitting on the floor, panting quietly.
"How are you doing?" He asked, handing the juice pouch to him.
Iida looked up. "Ah, thanks sensei." He mumbled as he took the juice.
"You're not looking too good, do you need a break?" Shouta asked.
Iida seemed to consider it for a moment before shaking his head. "No, I think I should be fine." He decided, taking a sip from the juice pouch."
Shouta stared silently. "As your teacher, I am telling you to take a break. Catch your breath, drink your juice and cool down a bit. I can feel the heat from your engines from over here."
Iida blinked. "Oh." He mumbled. Honestly, all his kids were problem children.
"I'll stay to make sure you won't continue training for a while."
Iida looked ready to protest, but Shouta cut him off.
"I know that you've been training hard. You get up an hour earlier than everyone else and jog in the mornings. You do the same in the evening, even after the extensive hero training you all undergo. And I catch you in the training room the most." Shouta pointed out. "You'll be fine, kid."
Iida sighed quietly. "Alright, sensei." He relented. "I'll just sit here and do nothing for a bit."
Shouta nodded. "Not asking for anything else."
Tenya placed down the empty juice pouch and started examining his exhaust pipes. They.. didn't look too good. He'd have to clean them again. He was so not looking forward to that. He always had to contort himself into the weirdest positions to get good access.
"What's wrong?"
And of course his teacher had picked up on it.
"Well, they're clogged." He explained. "And I'm not looking forward to cleaning them at all."
Aizawa looked like he was mulling something over before he spoke. "I can help." He suggested. And that surprised Tenya.
"I'm your homeroom teacher and you're my friend's little brother."
Tenya stared at his teacher for a few moments. "They're really sensitive?"
Aizawa shrugged. "I helped Tensei with his when he was at UA. I believe I'm pretty okay at it."
Tenya looked away. Well, Tensei always whined more than him, so they should be even more sensitive? It should be alright. Probably.
"Okay." He decided.
~~~
Tenya definitely did not regret his decision.
Aizawa sensei really knew what he was doing. He was extremely gentle and stopped whenever he showed signs of discomfort. Then they took a small break and Aizawa would make him eat or drink a bit.
They also talked a bit. Okay, they talked a lot. Especially about Tensei. Aizawa wanted to know how he was doing. He hadn't been able to visit him much due to having two very time consuming jobs.
Tenya had managed to video call his brother almost every day though. He knew exactly how he was doing.
They spent the evening in the common room like that, leaving the rest of the class thoroughly confused.
Chapter 35: Aizawa Shouta & Midoriya Izuku (platonic)
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by: pw23 on ao3
Chapter Text
Izuku had really hoped he would never see this person again. But there he was, the principal of Aldera middle school.
He'd hoped that due to being at UA now, he wouldn't have to deal with this man anymore. But they'd been on a field trip to a hero museum. To learn something about the history of heroes.
And now he was face to face with his former principal.
"Midoriya." The man scoffed.
Izuku winced. Okay, he'd been recognised. Now he'd have to listen to what his former principal had to say. And he really regretted not running.
"How did someone as untalented as you even get into UA? You're quirkless to top it all off. And a trouble maker."
Aizawa frowned. He only listened in for a couple moments before stepping in front of his visibly uncomfortable student. "Problem child, who is that?" He asked.
"See? Even this hobo agrees with me. You are nothing more than a problem, Midoriya."
Izuku winced and stared at the floor. He knew that Aizawa sensei didn't mean it like that. It was.. a term of endearment. It wasn't meant meanly. His teacher would never insult him.
"This hobo is a pro hero and his teacher." Aizawa growled lowly. "I think you should leave, sir. Because I can and will arrest you for harassment of my student.
The man looked appalled. "You can't just-"
"I can and I will." Aizawa cut him off. "I don't even have to be nice while tying you up. And I won't be."
The man frowned and glared at Midoriya. "I have to warn you of this no-good criminal."
"He's my former principal..." Izuku mumbled out, one hand silently holding onto the back of his teacher's shirt for comfort.
Aizawa's eyes narrowed. "Oh, the principal of Aldera? I've only heard bad things about him."
The principal took a step back. What the hell did that-
He noticed the glares of 19 children resting on him, judging his very soul. He turned tail and fled.
Izuku blinked when he was hugged. "Are you alright, Izuku?" Ochako asked worriedly.
Izuku let his teacher's shirt go. "Um.. not particularly." He admitted quietly. "But.. thanks, Aizawa sensei." He looked up at his teacher and smiled weakly. "You really saved me there."
A small smile appeared on Aizawa's face. "It's my duty to protect my students." He reminded.
But they all knew what their teacher meant. He would protect them. Always. And he'd do so because he cared about them.
Chapter 36: Takami Keigo/Todoroki Touya
Summary:
Some fluff from a fic Sky and me are writing rn.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Touya stared at his book silently. He wasn't reading anymore, too distracted by the literal angel who was sitting right next to him. He was doing his best not to outwardly stare, knowing that would likely make Hawks uncomfortable.
Hawks was laying on his back, propped up against a few pillows to make sure he wouldn't hurt his wings. He was playing with a small feather, giggling sleepily as he made it move.
Touya sighed happily. Nothing was better than sitting together in their nest on one of the shelves in the library.
Well.. okay. He could think of one thing that would be better. He really wanted Hawks to pay attention to-
Touya flushed when Hawks looked at him. The boy smiled and continued playing with his feather.
Touya gave up on reading his book and put it away. He scooted closer to Hawks. "Can I kiss your cheek?" He asked, mindful of giving Hawks full control over what happened to him.
Hawks looked up at him, looking a bit surprised. Then he smiled. "Sure thing." He agreed happily.
Touya smiled brightly and scooted closer, gently kissing Hawks' cheek.
Hawks giggled softly, leaning into the touch. He shifted a bit and suddenly their lips were touching, making both boys flush brightly.
Touya pulled back and squeaked out an embarrassed apology while Hawks almost fell out of the nest.
That was how Enji found them a few minutes later and he could only sigh.
Chapter Text
Hawks sat on the floor in the living room. He didn't know how he'd gotten there, only that he'd needed to get away from everything.
It had just been too much. Way too much.
He knew he was a pro hero. He fucking knew it, stop making him feel bad about it!
He was a pro hero and he couldn't even handle a single press conference. He'd just been way too stressed lately.
Recently, the public had been made aware of the fact that he'd been taken from his home when he'd been a little kid and trained by HC through very... unorthodox measures.
That was bad and all and he had the right to be upset, but he'd started crying in front of the cameras for god's sake!!
He was completely useless. How was he supposed to be a hero and a role model and someone to rely on when he broke down after a few questions that he just hadn't been able to answer.
He'd been through a lot. He'd been hurt a lot. And while the general public seemed sorry for him, the reporters always tried to squeeze details out of him to get the perfect dramatic backstory scandal article.
The questions were still ringing through his mind. They always chose the most uncomfortable ones.
At first some questions disguised by sympathy to get under his skin. And then they just kept going and going until he was a sobbing mess and had to hide at home.
He didn't want to go outside anymore. Never. It hurt to be torn apart by people who wanted to leech off his life story.
He wanted to be understood. Not hurt like that.
He just... he didn't know what to do, the questions ringing through his head even an hour later.
Yes. He'd been sitting on his living room floor for an hour, being a useless waste of space.
His mind wandered back to the interview. Well, it hadn't really been an interview. Questions got shouted at him by dozens of reporters while cameras got shoved into his face.
At first, the questions had just been annoying. But then it had gotten personal.
"What was your training like growing up?"
And Hawks was fumbling to keep up his mask. Flashes of pain shot through him as he was forced to remember the endless hours of pain and torture.
"Who did it?"
His handlers. Who else? The people closest to him. The people he trusted most.
By then, more reporters had come over. They'd seen some cracks in his mask and had come over like sharks smelling blood.
Other questions had followed immediately.
"What happened?"
As if they didn't know. No, they wanted to hear it from him.
"Are you afraid of things that you used to not be afraid of?"
Many things. He'd been traumatised. Never once did Hawks open his mouth to reply. He couldn't. He was frozen like a deer in headlights.
And then came a low blow that made him physically wince.
"Do you think the HC should train more children?"
He was able to answer that one with a weak "No." and that was where they knew they had him.
A hand touched his wings without his permission. He bristled and tried to move away, only shoving his face further into a camera. There was nowhere to run to. Nowhere to hide.
And Hawks was scared. His instincts were shot. They were screaming at him to get away but he couldn't without causing a scene.
"What do you have to say to kids aspiring to be like you?"
Don't.
"Is your quirk just having wings?!"
And that just almost broke him. No, it wasn't. But having wings and controlling the individual feathers and being an amazing hero should be good enough for fuck's sake.
His wings shuddered a bit as he refrained from answering.
"Were you ever forced to kill anyone?!"
Yes. He winced. He'd never wanted to do it.
"Can you make bird noises?!"
What was it with all the bird questions?! Had someone fed those vultures information about him?!
"Do you have a nest?"
Yes, but that was none of their business!
"What do you do in your free time?"
That one caught Hawks off guard, his anger vanishing as he truly thought about it.
Nothing came to mind and wasn't that pathetic.
"Do you have any siblings?"
"No." Hawks replied with a frown, trying to regain his composure. He was so busy with that that the next question knocked him off balance.
"Is HC the parent figure that you never had?"
What. What the actual fuck?! He felt actual tears build in his eyes. Those bastards had been the people to hurt him!!
"Did you see anyone that you wanted to be friends with while with HC?"
That question was unexpected. And he had no idea how to answer it. It just threw him off even more.
Another tug at his sensitive wings sent him reeling. He had to get away!!
"Have you ever broken your wings? If so on a scale of 1 to 10 how bad was the pain?"
Worse than you tugging on them!!! Hawks wanted to scream as his feathers were pulled. He wanted to cry and scream until he couldn't anymore.
"Can you chirp? If so, chirp. The public demands it!"
A microphone was shoved into his face and a tear of frustration dripped down. Hawks just wanted to go the fuck home!!!
Other voices were raised, demanding for a chirp. Hawks didn't comply, trying to bite down a sob.
"Have you ever feared for your life?"
Hawks was tempted to scream that yes, he was fearing for his life right now! But it was just instincts, he had to be able to handle it, he was a pro her-
"Do you have the instincts to look for a mate?"
And then there was only screaming.
Hawks' wings twitched uncomfortably because he knew the answer was yes. It didn't give those reporters the right to ask him though!
And there was the second tear. He was slowly falling apart on live TV. That scared him shitless. He had to keep it together-
"Who's your girlfriend?!"
And didn't that make Hawks stiffen up because there was someone but it wasn't a girlfriend.
The reporters took that as a sign that they'd found something.
"Who is she?!"
"Where is she now?"
"When did you meet?"
"Tell us, Hawks!"
A small sob escaped Hawks as he tried to curl into his wings. Another tug had him crying harder. It hurt so much. He wanted to be alone!
"How close is the relationship?!"
"Is she a pro hero?"
"Do you trust her?!"
"Do you worry for your partners safety?!"
Yes. Yes, he did. And he was sobbing, trying to get away from the reporters. He felt pathetic.
"Are you afraid a villain will find her and kill her?"
After that, Hawks didn't notice much more.
And now he was here.
And bawling.
He was so pathetic.
~
Hawks flinched hard when he felt a hand on his head. He sharpened his feathers in warning as his mind weighted possibilities.
Nobody could get into his apartment. There would be an alarm.
One person had the key though.
He sobbed loudly and threw himself into Dabi's arms.
Dabi stumbled back a bit before hugging Hawks close. His feathers were occasionally sharpening with stress and cutting into his arms but Dabi ignored the pain. His bird was more important.
"Hey, hey.. Shh.." He murmured softly as Hawks buried his face into his shirt and fell apart.
"Shh... It's okay, pretty bird, it's okay." He whispered.
Hawks sobbed, his whole body shaking harshly. He was flooded with relief as Dabi gently rubbed his back, careful not to touch his wings without permission.
He was just so gentle and thoughtful and it made Hawks break even more. He just wanted to always be with Dabi.
"Shh... I'm here for you, Kei." Dabi murmured gently. "I'm here now."
Hawks clung to him. He was aware that he had his arm in a stress hold, but he couldn't let go.
Dabi patiently ran a hand through his hair. "It's okay now, Keigo." He whispered.
~
It took a long while but Hawks sunk into the embrace, his sobs slowly tapering off.
Dabi stayed with him the whole time, whispering gentle reassurances and offering soft touches of comfort.
"Do you want to move to our nest?" Dabi asked gently. And if love was able to melt someone, Hawks would be a fucking puddle.
He nodded a small bit, cuddling into Dabi.
"I can carry you." Dabi offered gently.
Hawks' response was to sink further into him. He didn't think he'd be able to actually respond. He liked the idea though.
Dabi smiled softly and placed a gentle kiss on Hawks' head.
He slowly shifted until his arms were supporting Hawks and stood up.
Hawks held onto him, slowly growing sleepy as Dabi swayed him gently. He let out a small, content chirp, nuzzling into Dabi.
Dabi smiled softly and gently placed Hawks down on their nest. He climbed in as soon as he got the okay from Hawks in the form of a tiny nod.
He wrapped his bird in a hug and gently cuddled all the pain away.
Chapter 38: Midoriya Izuku/Monoma Neito
Summary:
Late at night, intrusive thoughts tend to win the fight against logic.
Thankfully Izuku will always be there for him.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
When Izuku was woken up by quiet sobs, he immediately knew something was wrong. He rubbed his eyes to get rid of the sleepiness. He needed to be awake. He had to help.
He was aware of a quivering beside him and turned to look at his boyfriend.
Neito.
He was sobbing quietly, trying to use his hand to muffle the sounds as he curled up tightly.
Izuku frowned worriedly. He gently took Neito's hand and removed it from his mouth. He flinched and raised his teary gaze to look at Izuku.
"Hey." Izuku hushed gently. "It's alright, I'm here for you." He murmured.
Neito's shoulders were shaking with his silent sobs. He felt awful. "I.. I''m sorry for being.. such a disappointment..." He choked out between sobs.
Izuku frowned worriedly. "Neito. You're not a disappointment." He said gently. "I love you, you're amazing."
Neito shook his head, curling up on himself a bit. "I'm not, I.. I don't even have a proper quirk and.. I'm a bad hero, I.. I-"
Izuku hugged Neito gently. "You're not useless." He said gently. "I know it's hard. But I need you to fight against those thoughts." He murmured. "We're not useless and we'll be amazing heroes together."
Neito sobbed quietly, clinging to Izuku. He wanted to believe him, he really did.
"We're still young. We're fresh out of UA. We're allowed to make mistakes as long as we learn from them. And we will." Izuku said gently. "We'll learn and be the best heroes we can be."
Neito sobbed quietly, hugging Izuku tightly. And somehow, his heart felt a little lighter.
Chapter Text
When Hawks woke up, he felt better than he had in weeks. He spent a few minutes wondering why exactly that was. Which was when he noticed a warm body pressed to him.
Dabi.
Right. He'd come over the day before. Just walked right in and demanded to know when he'd eaten a proper meal the last time and when he'd slept more than three hours last.
The answers to those questions were honestly a bit embarrassing. It had been weeks.
He was.. not very good at taking care of himself. Unfortunately, Dabi couldn't stay all the time. Rumi Heroes tended to barge into his flat and having a known villain stay over would be bad for both of them.
So Dabi had made him his favourite food, chicken, had promised to drag him to his flat more often to spend more time together and then he'd carried him to bed.
Having a personal space heater was very relaxing so Hawks had actually managed to sleep through the whole night without a nightmare.
And he had the day off. Which was probably why Dabi had come over. He knew Hawks' appointments better than the hero himself sometimes.
Hawks yawned and carefully tried to extract himself from Dabi's hold.
The hands around him only tightened, pulling him closer to Dabi's warmth.
"Mmmm... no getting up, only cuddles." Dabi mumbled sleepily. Hawks would be caught off guard if he hadn't already figured out that Dabi was much like a stray cat. He acted aloof most of the time but he loved affection from the people he trusted, namely Hawks.
"But morning workout?"
"But more sleep." Dabi replied simply, pulling his stubborn bird closer. He gently nuzzled his hair. "Only love and affection and sleep." He murmured, cuddling into him.
Hawks couldn't help but smile softly. "Alright." He yawned. "A small bit more of sleep." He relented.
Dabi cheered softly and cuddled closer to him. "I love my pretty bird." He mumbled sleepily.
Hawks smiled and closed his eyes contently, draping a wing over Dabi.
~
When they finally did get up, it was already 1 pm. Dabi had made sure Hawks got more than 12 hours of sleep.
He carried Hawks to the couch before going to the kitchen to make them both a nice breakfast.
~
Dabi held two plates of waffles close and carried them over to the couch.
"You can choose a movie we can watch, birdie." He said with a smile. It would ensure that Hawks would relax for the duration of the movie and-
"No." He said when he saw what Hawks was holding with a grin.
"Not again." And then Hawks face changed to a pout.
"You're making the face. I know that face. It won't work, I will resist it" Dabi said with a frown, giving Hawks his plate.
But he couldn't resist.
And so, he watched Legally Blonde for the 19th time, his boyfriend cuddled close.
Chapter 40: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Shouta has chronic pain. It's up to Hizashi to help.
Notes:
Rating: T
Requested by Kudos on Discord.
Chapter Text
Ever since Shouta had been in middle school, there had always been a small undercurrent of pain flowing through him. Sometimes it was easy to ignore.
Other times? Not so much.
He didn't really know how it had started. Or exactly when. Maybe it had been so little pain at first that he hadn't even noticed.
The first time he'd been consciously aware of it was in his second year of middle school.
He'd just been sitting in class when slowly, the pain started increasing. He didn't know why. But it went from barely noticeable to burning pain in the course of one lesson.
Shouta gritted his teeth and looked back. Was he on fire? No. What was that???
He raised his hand silently, trying not to start crying. He needed to go to the nurse's office. It hurt.
He didn't understand what was wrong.
Shouta ended up crying on the way to the nurse's office. He had to support himself on the wall to avoid falling over.
His whole back and neck hurt. It hurt so much and it only got worse.
Shouta didn't know how he made it to the nurse's office.
He got painkillers and was sent home in a haze. Of course, his parents didn't come to pick him up.
~
Since he had no friends and no caring family, it continued on like this. He'd be in pain, get sent to the nurse who couldn't tell him what was wrong, got painkillers and be sent home.
It was awful.
All that changed when he got admitted to UA though.
During the start, it was very similar, except that he was sent to Recovery Girl. She couldn't help him with her quirk, since with the pain came fatigue, but she kept him company while the painkillers started to work.
He never went home after that because he had to keep a good image. He couldn't just go home and give up his chance at getting into the hero department.
~
And into the hero department, he got.
Things changed drastically from then on. Everything got flipped upside down. By the hands of a loud blond who called himself Yamada Hizashi.
He just invaded his life and refused to leave.
And if Shouta was being honest? He didn't mind.
He liked the company he got, even if he acted aloof towards the blond. He tried to scare the other off with his weirdest parts so it wouldn't hurt after he got attached. But... Yamada took it in stride. He didn't abandon him. He embraced all his weird parts and still wanted to be his friend.
It really threw Shouta for a loop, but he was.. happy about it.
After a while, he got some company on his trips to the nurse's office. When the fatigue threatened to overwhelm him, Yamada would just pick him up and carry him.
He appreciated it a lot. It made everything just a bit more bearable.
And he never asked complicated personal questions. Shouta liked that a lot.
Eventually, he decided to just tell him though.
~
"I have chronic pain." Shouta said as they were sitting together at lunch break.
Hizashi looked over at him. "So you're just always in pain?" He asked.
Shouta shook his head before pausing. "Well, kind of?" He tried.
Hizashi smiled, encouraging him to continue. And Shouta did.
"I'm... always in pain. Just.. not much." He explained. "It's barely noticeable, but sometimes it spikes and then I need painkillers to be able to function."
Hizashi nodded. "You're not worried it will one day happen during patrol?" He asked bluntly, making Shouta wince.
"I..." He stammered quietly. "It comes in waves. I know when to stop." He explained quietly, his shoulders slumping a bit.
Hizashi winced in sympathy. "I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you." He explained gently.
Shouta looked up at him. "It'll be fine." He said with a small smile.
~
It turned out to really be fine.
His teachers were very accommodating and helpful.
And by the time he graduated, he already knew he wanted to be an underground hero. It had many perks, for him at least.
He didn't have a cemented patrol schedule. To catch villains off guard, he patrolled in the night and whenever he wanted.
He just had to give the people patrolling the same area a heads up so they knew there was someone else patrolling.
It worked really well for him.
On days where he just couldn't move, he stayed in bed and cuddled with Hizashi as long as he didn't have anything to do that night.
Hizashi hadn't abandoned him, like he'd suspected at first. They were married now and Shouta couldn't be more happy about that.
Hizashi was amazing.
~
Shouta laid on the kitchen floor at 3 am. It was one of those days.
He was in pain and just... couldn't move. He was tired and now he was on the floor.
Hizashi stumbled into the kitchen sleepily. "Missed your warmth." He whispered as he picked Shouta up and carried him to the bed, cuddling him gently.
Shouta sighed in relief. The bed was much better than the floor. He was still in pain but not nearly as much. He mumbled out a thanks.
Hizashi nodded and left.
Shouta stared after him longingly. He wanted cuddles to ease the pain...
A few minutes later he was presented with two painkillers and a glass of water.
He smiled softly. "Thanks, Zashi..." He murmured sleepily and took them.
Hizashi nodded. "Always." He mumbled softly and climbed into the bed.
They cuddled and even though Shouta was in pain, he was happy.
Chapter 41: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Mic's hair gets cut off by a villain while patrolling with Shouta.
Notes:
Rating: T
Chapter Text
It was supposed to just be a normal, calm, regular patrol.
Hizashi didn't have anything to do at his radio station for once, so he'd decided to join Shouta on his patrol to make sure he wouldn't come home beaten black and blue again.
Normally when they went on patrol together, most villains were deterred by their mere presence. They all knew Eraserhead, one of the most capable underground heroes.
And they also knew Present Mic.
They were aware of the fact that their skills were no joke and oftentimes just gave up before they got beaten up.
They'd heard too many stories about the duo.
Shouta sometimes joked that having Hizashi with him made his patrols almost too easy, but they both knew he was relieved and content with the arrangement.
~
Hizashi grinned as he followed Shouta over the rooftops. It was good training for both of them.
They stopped on a particular rooftop and Shouta asked him to listen into the night and see whether he could hear any commotion.
He couldn't and neither could Shouta so they continued like that.
~
Shouta blinked when he heard a meow.
"I'm gonna check that out." He told Hizashi. A cat wouldn't meow that loudly without a reason.
Hizashi nodded. "Sure, I'll just chill up here for a little bit." He replied.
He watched as his husband climbed down the fire escape to go save a cat. He smiled at the thought. Shouta might try to deny it, but he had a heart of gold.
Hizashi hummed thoughtfully and readjusted his hearing aids a bit to pick up quieter sounds.
He flinched when the sound he heard was too loud and quickly readjusted.
He didn't pay attention for a split second.
And that was all it took.
Hizashi tensed when a hand wrapped around his mouth. He tried to scream, only to realise that it wasn't a hand but a.. muzzle.
He stiffened, his eyes wide with fear.
No. Nonono.
He couldn't get enough air.
It hurt. His lungs burned.
And he was reminded of his early childhood. Of nights spent crying in a dark room, for love he would never get from those people, of the suffocating feeling of the muzzle, of hair cut incredibly short to make sure he wouldn't be as much of a nuisance and he knew he was panicking but he had no idea how to stop it, he was a hero, he shouldn't pani-
He gasped as he was thrown onto the ground. He laid there, a knee pressed to his back and he couldn't move. He just couldn't, it hurt and he couldn't move, he couldn't think about anything else than the horrible things he'd been through, he was useless, why couldn't he just- Get up!!!
Hands wrapped around his wrists and tied his arms together securely. Then there was pressure gone from his neck.
His speaker.
And something cold replaced it.
Knife.
Something was being shouted about but he couldn't even make sense of his own panicked thoughts, how was he supposed to understand absolutely anything else?!
Then there was rapid movement. Hizashi had no idea what had happened so he just laid there, in misery.
Something had pulled at his hair for a moment. Weird.
The edges of his view slowly darkened from the lack of oxygen. He had big lungs but he just couldn't fill them with air!
Hizashi was left gasping for breath and coughing when the muzzle was ripped off.
"Zashi, fuck, are you okay?" Hizashi heard through his pained haze.
Wait, pain? When had that happened?
"Fuck, I'll get you to the hospital. Fuck." Someone- Shouta. Not just someone, that was his husband. -cursed.
Hizashi nodded a small bit and grunted in pain when he was picked up.
He could then move his arms again and slung them around Shouta.
He still felt so, so weird. Breathing was still hard and he ran a hand through his hair to calm. himself...
Hair.
Where. What.
"Shouta..." Hizashi whimpered quietly.
"Shh, I know, it's not as bad as you think, we can fix it, it's okay." Shouta rambled as he ran to the hospital.
~
The trip to the hospital was a grueling one as Hizashi tried to assess the damage and Shouta tried to reassure him.
There was blood. It was so, so short that there was blood.
And Hizashi cried.
~
Shouta paced the hospital room nervously, waiting for Hizashi to regain consciousness.
Hizashi groaned quietly as he woke up. His head hurt.
Shouta ran over to Hizashi and gently took his hand to calm him.
"It's okay, Zashi, I'm here for you." He murmured. The one time he hadn't been in the room while Hizashi had woken up, he'd panicked.
Hizashi relaxed a small bit, holding Shouta's hand gently. His presence never failed to reassure him.
He'd postpone thinking about the horrible thing that had happened.
~
Hizashi stared at himself in the mirror. It would take years for his hair to grow back...
He sighed. It reminded him so much of his childhood...
Shouta gently hugged him. "We can cover it up." He suggested gently. "I know you don't want to go out like this. I'm sorry, Zashi." He murmured.
Hizashi nodded and hugged Shouta.
~
When Present Mic came into class, a was beanie on his head and his expression completely annoyed, 1-A was worried.
This Mic didn't look at all like their cheerful teacher. And had it not been for his hero costume, they likely wouldn't have recognised him.
"Present Mic-sensei? What happened?" Iida asked.
"Villain attack." Mic scoffed.
He gave them worksheets and sulked in a corner.
Chapter Text
Hitoshi yawned softly, actually having managed to sleep for a while. He guessed having someone to cuddle just improved his sleep quality. It was really nice.
He decided to get an early start, just like he did every day. Hitoshi tried to extract himself from his boyfriend's arms. Izuku shifted slightly, holding him tighter and burying his face into his shoulder.
"Mmm... Toshi..." He mumbled sleepily, pulling the warm body in his arms closer.
Hitoshi smiled softly. That was fucking adorable. Regardless, he should probably get up early. He had work to do after all.
As if reading his mind, Izuku shifted to lay on top of him. "Free day today, stay." He mumbled sleepily, one eye barely open to stare down at his boyfriend. "Sleep. Now."
Hitoshi hummed, pulling Izuku close. "Alright. And you're sure it's our day off?" He murmured.
Izuku mumbled something in agreement. He cuddled into his boyfriend contently. Warm. So comfy.
Hitoshi cuddled into him contently and closed his eyes. Alright, a few extra hours of sleep would probably just help him.
~~~
A few hours later, Hitoshi finally managed to convince a sleepy Izuku to unhand him. That was hard on normal days where they actually had something to do, but on a day off? Impossible before 10 am. And only the promise of a nice freshly cooked breakfast made Izuku loosen his grip a small bit.
Hitoshi gently ruffled his boyfriend's hair as he walked out of their bedroom. He stretched a bit, his bones popping worryingly.
Yup, he'd always teased his mentor about it and now it was coming back to bite him in the ass.
He headed to the kitchen with a scoff and started getting breakfast ready. His mind tried to convince him to do something easy because sleepy, but he had something different planned. Some waffles. Izuku liked waffles and he wanted to make him happy today. Not that he ever wanted to not make Izuku happy. Just. Today was a special occasion which meant he would put extra special effort into making breakfast.
Hitoshi yawned as he started making the batter.
Izuku padded into the kitchen, having dragged their blanket with him. It was wrapped cozily around his shoulders, secured with a messy knot. It made Hitoshi smile. Cute.
Izuku sleepily headed over to the coffee machine and started doing his assigned morning chore. Making some coffee. He had trouble keeping his eyes open, but he'd be damned if he didn't make coffee for his boyfriend while Hitoshi slaved away and made an amazing breakfast for him.
"What do you have planned for the day?" Hitoshi asked curiously, a fond smile on his face as he watched Izuku sleepily get out their favourite cups.
"Cuddles." Izuku replied simply. Their jobs didn't allow them to spend much time together. In school it had been easier, but now, with actual jobs, it was harder.
He would milk this day off for all its worth.
Hitoshi chuckled softly. His hunch had been right. "You're adorable." He hummed and went over to hug his boyfriend who melted into the touch immediately with a happy sigh.
"I love you."
"Love you too."
Chapter 43: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku
Summary:
Fluff
Prompt: "I bet I'm strong enough to pick you up."
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Izuku watched Eijiro contemplatingly.
His boyfriend did not like that at all. It was his usual 'I have an idea which my rational thought tells me is stupid but I want to try it anyways' stare.
"I have an idea which my rational thought tells me is stupid but I want to try it anyways." Izuku hummed.
Eijiro sighed. Called it. "Please, for the love of all that's holy, don't break anything this time. Jumping out of a second story window might look cool, but never ever do it again." He warned.
Izuku frowned for a second, probably remembering how much it had hurt. Eijiro could only pray that it would be enough to stop him from his dumbassery.
It was not. Because Izuku brightened up and shot him a winning smile. "I bet I'm strong enough to pick you up!" He announced.
Eijiro stared. "Most likely." He agreed slowly. Where was his boyfriend getting with this?
"Regular weights that are heavy enough for me are expensive?" He tried to convince.
Eijiro just stared for a few moments. "Are you calling me heavy?" He asked.
Izuku's eyes widened and he flushed in embarrassment. "No!! Of course not!!!!"
Eijiro laughed. "Just joking." He hummed with a shark-toothed grin.
Izuku pouted up at him. "Let me use you for as a weight for training, please? You can play with your phone and all." He tried to bargain.
Eijiro smiled. "You don't have to convince me to be carried by my amazing, strong and manly boyfriend." He explained, walking over to Izuku who flushed, his face as bright as a tomato. He promptly tried to hide.
"He's also incredibly cute." The red-head added, much to Izuku's continued embarrassment.
~~~
Aizawa passed the common room with a yawn before stopping dead in his tracks, staring at the scene before him.
Midoriya was training with Kirishima as a weight.
He took a deep breath, blurted out the first thing on his mind which happened to be "What the fuck???" and left.
He didn't get paid enough for this shit.
Chapter 44: Shouji Mezou/Tokoyami Fumikage
Summary:
Pro hero fluff
Notes:
Rating: T (because of swearing)
Requested on Discord by Kudos and Snowy.
Chapter Text
Fumikage shifted with a frown as a ray of sunshine fell onto his face.
Fuck the sun. Not today. He did not want to get up. He buried his face into the pillow, managing not to rip it open in the process, hurray, and settled down to sleep again.
Then, in a moment of hellish coincidence, his alarm rang.
"Nooo..." He groaned quietly, pressing himself against the soft bed. He did not want to get up.
Dark Shadow nudged him. "Work work work work work work work work work work." He chanted, seemingly happy to finally get some action. Hero work always made him happy.
"Nooo..." Fumikage repeated, rolling away from his annoying friend. "Leave me alone. Sleep."
"It's not my fault that you stayed up so late."
Fumikage shot a pillow at him with deadly precision despite not looking at him.
"Hey!" Dark Shadow complained. A moment later he had a devious plan of revenge. He snagged Fumikage by his shirt and started dragging him. He earned a grunt as he fell onto the floor.
"Fuck you." Fumikage grumbled, cuddling into the soft carpet. Comfy...
"Not again." Dark Shadow groaned and bit his shirt, starting to drag him outside. Maybe Mezo could help, pleaseeee.
"Leave me alone." Fumikage grumbled sleepily, grunting when his head was hit against the doorway. "Stopppp."
Dark Shadow didn't even think about stopping. He dragged Fumikage to the kitchen, who just let himself be moved with minor complaint as he fell asleep again.
Mezo looked up and couldn't help but smile a bit. "Morning." He greeted tiredly.
Fumikage looked up and gave a small nod.
"Do I have to carry you?" Mezo teased, getting a nod and a grin as an answer. He stooped down and picked his boyfriend up. "Coffee?" He offered, gaining another nod.
"Thought so." He yawned and slowly got to work making coffee for the both of them. What he'd been doing before would forever remain a mystery Mezo himself probably couldn't solve in his tiredness.
Fumikage cuddled into him sleepily. "Can we just not do office work and just work in the night?" He mumbled. "I want darknessss...."
Mezo smiled and nuzzled him a bit. "Darkness, hm? We can do our office work in the night." He suggested.
"No.. Just no office work at all. Ever again. So boring."
Mezo chuckled. "No office work? I have to disappoint you, that will probably not be possible."
"Mmm... Frick."
Mezo snickered.
Chapter 45: Takami Keigo/Todoroki Touya
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: T (because of suggestive content)
Chapter Text
Hawks slowly woke up. He was very comfortable and didn't want to get up. There was a warm body pressed to his, the warmth making him sleepy. By the way the body was warmer than a normal person, he immediately recognised Dabi.
He smiled and gently nuzzled Dabi's warm chest. So comfy.
He had to get up soon though. The realisation made him sad. He just wanted to keep cuddling Dabi all day.
Hawks yawned softly and shifted a bit to get out of Dabi's hold.
Dabi's arms tightened around him and he.. whined.
Hawks smiled softly. "Hey, firefly." He murmured. "Good morning?" He greeted softly.
"Day off." Dabi mumbled and pulled him closer. "You're mine today."
Hawks blinked. "I'm always yours though." He pointed out with a smile.
Dabi flushed a bit but looked incredibly pleased. "I love you too, pretty bird." He murmured. "I'll make you some delicious breakfast as soon as I feel awake enough not to fall onto my face immediately." He promised softly.
Hawks smiled. His mate cooking for him. That thought made him so happy. Dabi was a great cook and he'd get delicious food from his mate. His wings fluttered with joy.
Dabi noticed immediately and gently nuzzled him. "We don't have anything to do today." He hummed. "Let me love you?" He murmured softly, kissing Hawks' bare chest gently.
Hawks shuddered softly in pleasure and nodded. He liked that.
"I'll take care of you, birdy." Dabi whispered softly, gently moving up a bit and leaving a trail of kisses.
First Hawks' chest, then his neck which gave him amazing little breathless sounds, and then his face. He grinned as he avoided his fiance's mouth, pressing kisses onto every other part of his head he could reach without getting up. He gently pulled Hawks closer.
"I love you so so much, pretty bird." He whispered, each word punctuated by a gentle kiss.
Hawks whined softly. He wanted a real kiss. Then Dabi pulled back, hovering over him, and Hawks could only stare because he looked so breathtakingly beautiful.
Dabi smiled softly. "See something you like?" He teased softly and Hawks could only nod mutely. So. Fucking. Handsome.
Dabi smiled softly and leaned down to kiss his fiance gently.
Hawks leaned into the touch happily. He swiped his tongue over Dabi's lip and slowly deepened the kiss.
Dabi smiled softly and pulled Hawks closer.
They pulled back, panting a little before meeting again in a passionate kiss.
~~~
With Hawks thoroughly satisfied, Dabi headed to the kitchen. He just hoped that his fiance would rest a bit more while he readied breakfast. Hawks tended to eat a lot since his body needed it.
Dabi hummed softly as he readied a small buffet with all of his fiance's favourite breakfast foods. Just the thought of the happy face Hawks would make filled him with joy. Yes, he was hopelessly in love. And he was happy.
It took a while to get everything ready and set up on the table.
Dabi stiffened a bit as he felt something wrap around him. He fought down the urge to fight immediately. He was safe here. He relaxed a bit and glanced over his shoulder, seeing a very sleepy and maybe even a bit smug Hawks.
"Yes?" Dabi asked as he leaned into the embrace a bit. Comfy.
"I love you." Hawks murmured, eyeing the table with all of the different amazing foods hungrily.
"Let me guess, you want to be fed?" Dabi teased with a knowing grin.
Hawks flushed a small bit and nodded in agreement. "Yeah. I'll make a nest, you get the food to the couch?" He offered softly.
Dabi hummed. "Deal." He agreed.
They got to work immediately and it only took them three minutes to get properly situated.
Dabi grabbed a pancake and ripped it into little pieces, feeding his pretty bird with them.
Hawks chirped softly, making Dabi smile. "I have an idea. For every bird-like quality you show me today, I'll show you an extra bit of love." He suggested.
Hawks blinked, turning a bit to look up at Dabi from where he'd been leaning on him.
"You mean, you'll try to counteract negative experiences with positive ones?" He summarised.
Dabi nodded his agreement. "I don't want you to associate parts of your very being with torture and indescribable pain." He murmured gently. "I want you to be comfortable. And I think this might help." He explained, gently giving Hawks' cheek a kiss.
Hawks thought about it for a small bit, leaning against Dabi for support which he immediately provided.
Dabi gently ran his fingers through his boyfriend's pretty wings. "You don't have to say yes. The choice is yours." He promised gently.
Hawks smiled softly. "Thanks, firefly." He murmured and nuzzled him a bit, making Dabi smile and retaliate.
Hawks' wings twitched in content. "Alright, I like your idea." He decided eventually. He chirped softly.
Dabi flushed and kissed him gently. "So cute." Another kiss. "I love you." A happy sigh. "Thanks for giving me a chance to show you how much I love your whole being."
Hawks smiled. A real smile. Not one of the ones he used for marketing and reporters. This one showed his happiness. And it was his firefly's.
Chapter Text
Hitoshi unlocked the door to the apartment he shared with Izuku with a sigh. He walked inside and took off his boots, putting them away and hanging up the capture weapon Aizawa had given him to his 16th birthday. He smiled fondly at the memory.
"Toshi?" Izuku called out, leaning out of the kitchen with a smile.
Hitoshi watched his husband fondly. "Hey, Izu. How are you?"
"I'm good, my day at work went well. You look like someone ran you ragged." Izuku observed with a sly grin. "Patrol with Aizawa?"
"Patrol with Aizawa." Hitoshi agreed, taking off his voice modulator.
Izuku smiled and went over to him. "You came just at the right time. I just finished dinner."
Hitoshi nodded. "I'll go change my clothes and shower." He announced. "Then you can cuddle me all you want."
Izuku smiled and pressed a kiss to Hitoshi's cheek. "I'll be waiting."
Hitoshi's cheeks heated up. "Thanks."
~
Hitoshi walked into the kitchen, dressed in a fresh shirt and some sweatpants that were comfy enough to use them during training.
"Looking handsome." Izuku complimented with a smile.
Hitoshi huffed out a chuckle, running a hand through his moist hair which was not defying gravity for once because of that. "You always think that though." He hummed.
"Aw, you caught me." Izuku hummed with a grin.
Hitoshi shook his head fondly and sat down next to him on the couch to eat dinner. He leaned against Izuku with a grin. "What are we watching today?"
Izuku hummed. "Seeing as you probably shouldn't watch anything too full of action to calm down from your patrol, let's just watch the music channel."
Hitoshi hummed in agreement, starting to eat contently as the music washed over them.
~
Izuku perked up as he heard his absolute favourite song. He grinned and got up, happy that they were already done eating. He held out his hand towards Hitoshi.
Hitoshi stared at him, unimpressed.
Izuku chuckled. "Come on, it will be fun." He encouraged happily.
Hitoshi did not move.
So Izuku grabbed his hand and pulled him up, straight into an embrace. "I can guide you." He said happily.
They had no idea how it had happened, but they ended up sprawled on the living room floor and giggling like little kids.
"Love you." Hitoshi murmured.
"Love you too." Izuku said happily.
Chapter 47: Jirou Kyoka/Kaminari Denki
Summary:
I asked Sky's and my discord server for ships to write little drabbles on.
Kamijirou came up.
And the only thing that my mind supplied me with was, and I quote, "Chaotic dumbass duo karaoke".
So.. enjoy! ^^
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Kyoka silently asked herself how she'd gotten into this situation. Because she currently regretted her entire existence. Karaoke. Why karaoke?
She liked music, yes. But she hated performing in front of people. And especially singing?? She was super self-conscious about that. Why had her class insisted on it? And why had Aizawa agreed???
She looked over and saw Aizawa-sensei with Mic-sensei. Of course.
Great. Because her teacher was horny, she now had to do karaoke. Great.
"Kyoka!"
And of course she would not be left alone. Of fucking course.
"Yes." She turned to her boyfriend with a tight-lipped smile, not looking happy at all.
Denki blinked. "Do you not want to join?" He asked worriedly and why the hell did he look like a damn kicked puppy already, she hadn't even taken the last of the chocolate spread this time.
"Stop pouting. Seriously." She snapped. "I don't-"
"No. I know what you're doing and it won't work on me." Before her, Denki's face looked progressively cuter and more like kicked puppy. Un-fucking-believable. Why. Why her? What had she done to make the universe angry at her.
"Nu-uh." She tried again.
...
"Fuck you."
Kyoka got up, not looking pleased at all.
"So you'll come sing with me?" Denki asked excitedly. Like a puppy. Why was he behaving like a puppy all the time? Why was he so cuteee....
"One. Single. Song." She gritted out, bunching her fists into her dress.
Denki lit up excitedly and led her to the booth where you could ask for a song to sing to. "You can pick." He quickly assured her.
Kyoka might have looked a little pleased by that, but they hadn't been together for long enough for Denki to actually notice. She picked one of the songs she knew and liked, and went up to the mic with a frown.
Her boyfriend ran after her, still behaving like a damn puppy. Whyyyy.
"Stop being so cute." She warned.
Denki just looked at her in confusion. "I can't turn it off. It's part of my natural charm." And that earned him a nice kick against the shin.
"Shut up and sing."
"I can't sing if I'm shutting up."
An elbow into his ribs.
"Point taken." He choked out.
They waited together for the music to start and Kyoka had to admit that it wasn't all that bad. Probably. Maybe.
She hummed a little. Why wasn't the song starting already-
Ah, there.
Kyoka grinned as the music started up. Denki looked confused for a bit before he recognised the song. Who wouldn't.
She started singing, looking over at Denki to see if he would join in.
After his prior confusion, the blond started singing into the mic, a smile on his face at getting to sing with his amazing girlfriend.
There was an obvious discrepancy when looking at them with skills in mind. Denki was an awful singer. But he made it up with unparalleled enthusiasm and joy.
Kyoka rolled her eyes when Denki did a little happy dance as they sang a Radioactive remix together.
But she had to admit, she was enjoying herself quite a bit too.
She didn't even notice how many people were watching them. She only had eyes for the blond dumbass right next to her.
Her blond dumbass.
Chapter Text
Usually it was Hitoshi who got the bad days. Izuku usually pushed through his not-so-good days with unparalleled enthusiasm while Hitoshi let his not-so-good days grow into bad days.
But Izuku had a lot of baggage. And sometimes that came through.
Of course, Hitoshi was always happy to help his boyfriend. After all, Izuku had always helped him through his bad days, even when they'd been back at UA. He felt a small smile threatening to creep onto his face as he remembered the time Izuku had snuck chocolate into class for him, narrowly avoiding a scolding via their homeroom teacher.
He had more important things to concentrate on now.
Like the koala that was clinging to him and refusing to let go.
Hitoshi was already familiar with that. If Izuku wasn't energetic in the morning, he'd break down a while later. The only thing he could do was make him as comfortable as possible and keep his schedule clear.
"Koala day?" Hitoshi murmured softly.
Izuku gave a tiny nod which just served to worry his boyfriend more.
"I'll pick you up and carry you to the kitchen. We'll eat breakfast even though I know you really won't want to do that right now." Hitoshi explained softly.
"I don't..." Izuku agreed quietly. "Can't we just stay in bed and never do anything again...?"
And as tempting as that sounded, Hitoshi had to decline. "Izu.. you know we can't do that. We'll eat something now and then cuddle on the couch until you can figure out what's going on." He explained gently. He'd learned over the years that that was the best thing to do. He'd have to force some care onto Izuku and then cuddle him while he tried to work out what was wrong. Then he'd break down and sob everything out while Hitoshi comforted him gently. After that, they would talk some about good things and put on a soft movie to fall asleep to.
Izuku sighed quietly. "Alright, Toshi..." He mumbled.
"That's my bunny." Hitoshi murmured and gently picked him up. They were already in their pajamas from sleeping so they wouldn't need to change into something comfortable. That was good at least. Izuku cuddled into him a small bit.
Hitoshi gently nuzzled Izuku's fluffy hair as he carried him to the kitchen. "What's the most acceptable food for you right now, bunny?" He asked gently as he stepped into the room.
"Nothing." Izuku mumbled.
Hitoshi hummed. "How about a few crackers? And then we'll see how hungry you are." He suggested.
Izuku gave a tiny nod. When his boyfriend tried to place him onto a chair, he just held onto him tighter to show him that he really didn't want to be left alone for now. Hitoshi resembled so much good in his life. He didn't want that to go away. He was afraid.
"I'm here, bunny." Hitoshi murmured softly, holding Izuku closer. He thanked his mentor for being so strict with him. He could carry Izuku pretty damn easily which was very helpful in situations like these. And it was great for heroing, but that wasn't important at the moment.
Speaking of which, he should let their former class know that Izuku wasn't feeling too well. Sweethearts they were, they'd probably be able to cover their patrols.
Hitoshi reached into a cabinet and got out a package of crackers. He handed it to Izuku to snack on while he'd make some calls to their agencies and notify the former class 3-A.
It took a while to convince people to let them take off, their former class helped a lot with that though.
Hitoshi looked down at Izuku. He'd eaten three crackers. Well, better than nothing.
"Not hungry?" He asked gently. Izuku gave a small nod. "Alright, let's take the crackers with us and if you feel hungry, you can take one without either of us having to leave the hug." He murmured.
Izuku nodded again, hiding his face in Hitoshi's hoodie as he held the crackers close.
Hitoshi put away his phone and just held Izuku close for a while as he stood in the kitchen. "Everything's okay, bunny. We're safe." He whispered gently.
Izuku sniffed quietly and hid his face more.
Ah, there it was.
Hitoshi slowly carried Izuku over to the living room. He sat down on the couch and gently pulled Izuku close so he could sit on his lap. "We're home, Izuku. We're safe." He whispered gently.
Izuku placed his head against his shoulder as he sobbed quietly. He didn't even care about the very real possibility that he could be staining his boyfriend's hoodie.
Hitoshi didn't care either though. He held him gently, rubbing his back slowly to soothe him. "Just let it all out..." He murmured softly.
Izuku clung onto him, harsh sobs making his whole body shake. He was scared. He was so, so scared.
He never wanted to go outside again. He knew it was stupid and illogical, but he didn't want to get hurt again. He didn't want Hitoshi to get hurt again. It was their job, but he was scared.
"Toshi.." He sobbed quietly, trying to articulate his thoughts.
Hitoshi just hummed softly to show that he was listening. He didn't interrupt or demand him to be faster, he was just so gentle and patient, it made Izuku cry harder. What had he done to deserve this amazing man...
"It's alright, Izu. Just let it out, bunny." Hitoshi whispered softly. He gently ran a hand through Izuku's fluffy hair. "We're okay."
Izuku whimpered quietly as he tried to talk. He wanted to tell his boyfriend what was wrong so he could help, but he was so scared and upset, he couldn't get anything out.
"It's okay, take your time."
And didn't that make Izuku break even more. Did they really have time? They could die at any time. From work, a villain attack, or simply a car crashing into them.
They weren't invincible.
They were only human.
And at times like these, that was painfully obvious.
"I don't want us to... die..." Izuku choked out. "I'm scared. I'm so, so scared, Toshi..."
Hitoshi looked down at Izuku worriedly. "That's alright. It's okay to be scared." He whispered. "We'll be okay. We're capable. We can do it." He whispered.
Izuku looked up at Hitoshi. "Are you sure...?"
Hitoshi sighed. "I have no idea what the future will bring. But we've survived so much. What's a bit more?"
Izuku chuckled wetly. "Alright. Okay." He mumbled. "We'll both do our best."
Hitoshi nodded in agreement. "I love you by the way." He murmured.
"I love you too." Izuku whispered.
Chapter 49: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shoto
Summary:
Vigilante Deku and pro hero Shoto have been meeting up in secret for quite some time.
They don't know what would happen if someone were to find out.
Notes:
Rating: G
For Akenai_Blue.
This oneshot is a continuation of this: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26470018/chapters/64500403. It can be read on its own though.
Chapter Text
Shoto had long since gotten used to being stalked while he patrolled. It didn't disturb him nearly as much anymore.
Which should probably be a bad thing.
He frowned as he just went his regular patrol way.
Then he dropped a piece of paper. He'd written that earlier while still in the safe confines of his home.
It simply read "Noticed you".
There were a few moments of silence.
Shoto knew exactly who had been following him. Known vigilante Deku. Nobody knew his quirk or literally anything about him except that he was quick, silent and deadly.
Shoto had managed to scourge up some information during their little midnight talks though.
He was a fucking fool who had fallen for Deku after he'd gotten his ass handed to him in a fight. So he'd been looking forward to meeting him again. He was inconsistent like a shy kitten.
An incredibly hot shy kitten. Shoto's cheeks heated up/cooled down a bit as his quirk activated in fluster. He forced it down quickly and turned around to face Deku.
But instead of the usual mask greeting him, Deku evaded his field of vision and then there was a pressure at his neck. He could barely breathe.
He groaned as he tried to activate his quirk. Flames flared up, but other than a yelp, the choke hold wasn't let up. Something was thrust into his field of vision and pressed against his face.
That wasn't Deku's fighting style at all. He'd managed to convince him into sparring a couple times and he always fought with some kind of weapon. He never went for a choke hold. Additionally he'd never attack unprompted. Had he done something wrong? Had the winky face on the piece of paper been too much?
He didn't understand.
Or..
A cold shiver went through him as he realised what was going on.
That wasn't Deku.
And then he didn't think anything anymore.
~~~
Izuku hadn't really been planning on meeting up with pro hero Shoto that night. He shouldn't appear too many consecutive nights in a row. Even if he wanted to.
It was.. stupid, first of all. He was a vigilante. He'd trained under Stendhal who had taught him to always be cautious.
Meeting with someone or acting in any discernible pattern were things that would get him caught for sure. Or in the worst case, killed.
He was a vigilante. Heroes were after him and villains as well. They all hated him.
The bad thing was that he didn't even have a quirk. He had lots of skill, but if someone were to take away his weapons and gear, he wouldn't be able to defend himself against quirked individuals.
Who was he kidding. He wanted to see Shoto again. And he was just trying to come up with reasons not to do it.
Especially because he was attractive. Stendhal would totally hit him for that. His mentor wanted him to be safe.
That usually didn't involve risking death because he thought someone looked hot.
Izuku sighed. Yeah, no matter how long he'd spend here, trying to talk himself down, he'd visit Shoto. So why not break the pattern up a bit and go immediately.
He pushed himself up and went to the fire escape.
He knew Shoto's patrol route pretty well from the couple times he'd followed him.
Okay, a couple times sounded a bit too little for what he'd been doing. Sue him, Shoto was hot.
Anyways, this enabled him to go where Shoto was supposed to be at this time of night. Which was helpful for a ton of reasons. Like checking up at him.
He wasn't stalking Shoto. Not at all.
~~~
When Shoto didn't show up even half an hour later, Izuku was confused. Shoto wasn't one to be late. And if he'd been held up by a villain, he'd usually just take them down and walk faster to get back on track.
He wasn't concerned though. Well.. not really.
Why would he be concerned for a hero. Especially Shoto.
...
By now he should really stop denying that he was falling for Shoto. It kind of just made everything worse.
Izuku sighed as he jumped off the lightpole he'd been sitting on.
Alright, time to search for the person who had turned his life upside down.
~~~
Izuku went along Shoto's patrol route in the opposite direction. He was bound to run into him that way.
He wasn't having much luck though. And they were in the city. It was kind of hard to find any hint on a single person's whereabouts when hundreds went down this road every damn day.
As much as he appreciated that his mentor had taught him how to track someone, it was ultimately useless in the city. And he was not about to lick the damn concrete.
That had been a pretty disturbing lesson now that he thought about it...
Anyways, focus on the task at hand.
He frowned. Some hooligan had left a piece of paper in the middle of the road.
He sighed and went over to it to pick it up. That was part of being a vigilante as well. And he was happy to do it. But still.. what was society doing.
Izuku stilled when he saw the writing "Noticed you ;)".
That was Shoto's writing. The winky face was new though. He.. didn't hate it though. It was kind of cute.
But! If this was on the floor, Shoto had noticed someone following him. And it hadn't been him.
Usually people weren't following heroes around because they thought they were hot. Well, except stalkers. But.. someone must have followed Shoto. And judging by the way he wasn't there anymore, Shoto must have been taken somewhere else.
A pang of guilt shot through him. If he hadn't stalked Shoto that often, he never would have gotten used to it. He would have fought back.
He sighed. It was his duty to get Shoto back now. And that had nothing to do with the way he fancied him. Not at all.
Izuku nodded to himself and started investigating.
~~~
After raiding several security cameras and going through their footage, Izuku finally found something.
Shoto had actually been attacked a couple meters further, which had been out of range of the security cameras directly at the scene.
That may be a bit annoying, but he was quick and it hadn't costed him that much time.
Now he was chilling on a rooftop, hiding from the police he'd alarmed. Oops.
Well, what were a few additional charges to his mask. He'd just have to get a new one soon. Who cared about fame anyways. He just wanted to help people.
Stendhal would give him props for keeping himself even safer. By allowing only a certain number of offenses to be recorded on a mask, he never made it on the top wanted list of the police. And with no quirk to mark him and his vigilante persona, he'd really lucked out.
He frowned and focused back on the task at hand. His thoughts just kept drifting so much lately. It was quite distracting.
And there he had the perpetrators face.
He bit back a growl. He'd kidnapped Shoto. That required payback. A hefty one.
He looked back at the sword strapped to his back, the one he'd selected for this particular mask.
He'd make that fucker pay.
~~~
It didn't take him long to call Mei for help which she was happy to provide. They'd gone to UA together. Him as a gen ed student and her in the support department.
He was glad they'd become close enough friends that he could trust her with his secret. And after admitting that yes, that was the man he might have been swooning over every now and then, she was ecstatic to help.
~~~
"It's Shoto?! Icey hot??"
Izuku sighed. "Yes, he's hot."
"Can't see it." Mei hummed.
"Mei. You're gay. You don't think guys are hot."
".. true, but have you considered girls?"
Izuku sighed. "Please, concentrate on finding Shoto."
"Right, right." Mei replied. "I'm already searching. Might take a bit though. Can I join you on your mission to get him back?"
Izuku sighed. "Mei, you don't have a hero license. And I'm a vigilante. You'd get in trouble."
"I don't see the issue!" Mei chirped. "I can just put on a mask!"
"Pink hair." Izuku reminded.
Mei sighed. "Alright, alright. I got the coordinates. Go save your boyfriend and get me something to cover my hair. Because I will join you one day!!"
"Temporal dye." Izuku deadpanned.
Mei gasped in shock. "And cover my beautiful pink hair? Never!!"
Izuku huffed amusedly. "Alright. Wish me luck."
~~~
It took a while to get to the coordinates Mei had sent him. Somehow, every additional minute put him on edge.
Who knew what they were doing to Shoto in the meantime. They could be hurting him for all he knew.
Whoever had kidnapped him likely had a reason for that. They wouldn't have done it just because they felt like it.
His eyes narrowed. He'd make them pay.
~~~
Izuku hadn't expected to be led to a famous restaurant. Though he guessed that if someone had kidnapped Shoto for ransom because his father was Endeavor, they would likely be rich in a little while.
Or dead. They wouldn't have to worry about money then either.
But why would one bring a hostage to a restaurant? He didn't understand. It made absolutely no sense.
It would just look suspicious and lead to capture.
He frowned and stepped towards the entrance.
He was stopped by a fancy looking waiter, who looked down at him in unhidden disgust.
"There's a dress code."
Izuku stopped for a moment to consider himself. He was still in his vigilante getup and carrying multiple knives and swords.
"I'm not a cosplayer." He said and slowly unsheathed his favourite blade. "Let me through."
The waiter stared at the blade silently, shivering in fear. "Right.. right this way..."
Izuku nodded and stepped inside. He was pretty damn sure that waiter would call the police or even alert some heroes.
He had to be quick.
He brought out two of his swords and marched into the dining hall with a frown.
He relished in the screams, hoping that Shoto's captor was afraid for their life now. It would definitely serve them right.
Izuku's eyes hardened into a threatening glare as he held his swords close to his body, ready to defend or strike at a moment's notice. In a society where almost everyone had a quirk, there was bound to be an idiot who would try to attack him.
His eyes widened when he spotted Shoto. He was.. sitting at a table, not bound at all..?
That made.. no sense-
Oh. He was sitting at a table with Endeavor.
And he looked like he was about to start crying of laughter.
Well, Endeavor did not look happy. So Izuku decided to make the best of the situation.
"I'm here to save you from the tyranny of your father!" He announced, raising one of his swords to point at Endeavor. "You don't fucking kidnap your kid just because he doesn't want anything to do with you. Especially when he has the good reason that you're a fucking dickbag!!"
Ah, that had felt nice and freeing. Shoto was wheezing by now and Endeavor seemed to have blown a fuse. He didn't look like he'd expected being shouted down by a vigilante covered in knives in a fancy restaurant.
"Come on, Shoto, before he tries to roast me." Izuku urged in a whisper.
Shoto nodded and got up, running over to him. "You saved me, I owe you dinner, my knight."
Izuku smiled brightly. "Awesome, is it a date?"
"Of course."
Izuku beamed at him. "Alright, we should run now."
"Right behind you."
Chapter 50: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Kudos on Discord.
Chapter Text
When Shouta found Hizashi sprawled out on the floor, he could already guess that today was not a good day for him. Their cat was, incidentally, sitting on his back, meowing loudly. She couldn't help so she'd call for help from someone who could.
Their second cat, Owl, chose a more hands on method, opting to bite Hizashi's hair and pull on it in an attempt to get him to stand up and be energetic again.
Shouta stared for a few moments, thanking all the lucky stars for the adorable cats they had. Then, and only then, did he decide to help his husband.
"Zashi?" He asked, only getting a muffled groan in response. Not good. "I'll remove the cats." He warned and picked up Owl, carrying her to the kitchen. She meowed in annoyance which she did for exactly two seconds before she realised that kitchen equaled food and she loved food. The other cat noticed that too and climbed off Hizashi, mewing as she ran after Shouta.
Hizashi just laid there in his misery, feeling awful. He listened to the sounds of Shouta readying some cat food and cooing at their adorable cats. Then they were footsteps which stopped about a foot away from him.
He felt a hand on his head, gently carding through his admittedly messy hair. Owl had really done a number on him. Though it was his own fault for laying around like that. She'd just wanted to help him. It was probably disconcerting to see him without his usual energy and just... flopped on the floor.
"Zashi?" Shouta asked gently. "Can I move you? I think the couch would be more comfortable." He murmured.
Hizashi gave a weak nod.
Shouta gently slid his hands under him and picked him up with a strength that would usually make Hizashi swoon, but he was way too exhausted for that. He just wanted to sleep. Maybe forever. He wasn't sure yet.
He was exhausted and in pain and he wanted to cry but couldn't.
Shouta gently laid him down on the couch. Hizashi noted that the couch had been changed into its bed variant and wondered when that had happened. Had he briefly managed to fall asleep? He didn't feel rested at all.
He just wanted to pass out.
Shouta sat down, gently placing his husband's head onto his lap.
Hizashi let out an exhausted mumble. Sleep. He craved sleep. He relaxed a small bit as Shouta ran a hand through his hair. It was so comfortable. He loved it so much. He loved Shouta so much.
"Thanks." He signed shakily, making Shouta smile softly.
"Don't push yourself, Zash." He murmured gently and nuzzled his husband's cheek, making the other relax a bit more.
"I'll take care of you. Don't you worry about a single thing." He explained gently.
Hizashi gave a weak nod.
Shouta smiled softly and gently kissed Hizashi's head.
"How does something to eat sound?" He murmured softly.
Hizashi stayed silent.
"Something small at least?" He tried to bargain, still not getting an answer. "Come on, crackers. At least those."
As a last resort, Shouta pouted at him.
"... alright..." Hizashi mumbled. "Don't complain if I have to throw up."
"I'll ready the bucket." Shouta promised. "Do you want to join me while I do that or just lay there?"
Hizashi looked conflicted for a moment before he cuddled into Shouta.
"Alright, Zash." He murmured and gently pulled him close enough to pick him up.
He headed to the kitchen to grab some crackers and a waterbottle, and afterwards got a bucket.
Hizshi cuddled into him silently.
When they got back to the couch, he shifted onto his husband's lap and just hugged him silently.
"Wanna talk about it?" Shouta murmured gently.
Hizashi shook his head.
"That's okay, I'm here for you when you feel ready for it. And if not, that's okay too. I won't leave."
Hizashi gave a small nod and hid his face in Shouta's soft shirt.
Shouta watched him worriedly and gently rubbed his back. "Do you want to listen to some music?" He murmured, gaining a tiny nod.
He got out his phone and enabled bluetooth to connect it to their big sound system.
He turned down the volume to the lowest setting first and then selected Hizashi's favourite playlist.
Hizashi shook his head. "The feel better one..." He mumbled. He couldn't listen to upbeat songs now.
Shouta paused the song with a soft hum and changed the playlist.
Hizashi visibly relaxed, sinking into the embrace.
He mumbled out a quiet thanks.
Shouta smiled softly. Food and water could wait for a bit longer. He could just let his husband soak in the warmth for a bit.
Chapter 51: Bakugo Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shoto
Summary:
The pro heroes Ground Zero (Bakugo) and Sesshi (Todoroki) fight their nemesis, the villain Sukunai.
Notes:
Rating: T
(because of cursing)
Chapter Text
Sesshi and Ground Zero patrolled around the worse parts of town in the dead of night, occasionally conversing to keep each other alert.
They kept things purely professional while outside, not wanting to be snagged for ransom or to threaten the other.
They kept their public and private life completely separate, to the point the people in their private life didn't even know they were heroes. It was better that way. There had been way too many tragedies in history.
"Quiet today, huh?" Sesshi mumbled as he kept a lookout for suspicious activity.
Ground Zero was about to agree when an explosion could be heard. "Aw, fucking hell, you spoiled it!"
"That explosion would have happened with my comment or without." Sesshi argued as they ran into the direction of the explosion.
They stopped in front of the cloud of smoke.
Sesshi frowned as he made ice under himself in preparation for an assault.
Deep laughter rang out, making Ground Zero stiffen up. Sesshi raised his arm slightly to stop him. They had no idea what was in that smoke. It could be suicide to rush in without taking precautions.
"Look who came~" A sickly sweet voice drawled.
The smoke slowly cleared, showing the known villain Sukunai standing in a minefield, his arms spread wide.
"Sesshi and Ground Zero, what a pleasure." He hummed and slowly put his gun down to point at the civilian he'd tied up at his feet.
The poor kid was trembling harshly in fear.
The two young pro heroes stiffened up. Sukunai was a wild card. No one had a clue what their quirk was. Or gender. Or anything since they always wore full body suits, a mask and a voice modulator.
It could even be possible that many people were Sukunai.
"You move, I shoot the kid in the head, killing him instantly." Sukunai drawled. "Let me go, and I might consider sparing his life."
Sesshi gritted his teeth and iced Ground Zero's feet to keep him from lunging at the villain.
"We have to let him go." Sesshi hissed.
Ground Zero scowled, turning to Sesshi for discussion. "We can't, he'll just cause more chaos."
"But the kid." Sesshi insisted.
Ground Zero scoffed and looked back at Sukunai, only to see that he was gone.
"Well fuck." He cursed loudly and exploded out of his icy prison, leaping after Sukunai.
Sesshi called after him and quickly followed, using his ice to make a way and his flames to propel himself forward.
The hostage was left sitting in a minefield while being scared out of his mind. He was saved around an hour later.
~
"Fucking hell!!!" Ground Zero shouted as he flew through the air, chasing after the villain.
At this pace, Sesshi had a bit of a hard time keeping up, but he managed.
Sukunai obviously didn't slow down, and he seemed to know the neighbourhood way better than the pro heroes which gave him an even better edge against them.
He was nimble like a cat.
Ground Zero let off a huge explosion.
He heard a satisfying yelp of pain, but then there was smoke and he cursed himself.
By the time the smoke had cleared, Sukunai was long gone.
Sesshi stared at Ground Zero silently for a moment.
"You. Are an idiot." He decided.
~
Sukunai winced in pain as he hid inside the house he'd picked the lock of. Fuck. Who would have known that Ground Zero was stupid enough to try blowing him to pieces?
He stored his gun in his holster and got out his handy first aid kit.
The explosion itself hadn't been close enough to hurt him, but the damned blast had knocked him down, causing him to fall onto his face.
He took a deep breath and released it before assessing the damage calmly.
He wrapped everything that hurt up and changed his clothes enough that he wouldn't be noticed as Sukunai immediately.
Then he went to his hideout.
~
It took a while to get there. An abandoned building.
It wasn't the best, but enough to store supplies and his costume. It wasn't like he was staying there forever after all.
So he changed his clothes and headed home. He hummed as he thought about what to make for dinner.
Probably some soba. It wouldn't take all that long and it would make his partner happy.
Green eyes lit up a bit as he thought of the happy expression he'd likely get.
He quickened his pace to get home sooner.
~
Izuku perked up when he heard the door. His partners were home from work!
"Welcome back!" He chirped, a bright smile on his face as he leapt out of the living room, straight at Shoto.
Shoto chuckled softly and caught him easily. "Hey, Izu. Good to be home." He hummed.
Katsuki nodded simply, a small flush on his cheeks from his partners acting so cutesy.
"Do you want a hug too, Kat?" Izuku asked with puppy dog eyes that he knew his partner would never be able to resist.
Katsuki sighed. "Come here, nerd." He relented, ignoring the way his heart fluttered when Izuku lit up in happiness.
The small green haired bean lunged at him and hugged him happily. "Thanks. I had a rough day at work." He admitted quietly.
"Do we need to teach your fucking quirkist coworkers a lesson?" Katsuki asked with a scowl.
Izuku smiled a bit. "No, it's alright. I can deal with it. I already let off some steam so don't worry about it."
Shoto gently hugged the both of them.
~
Soon enough, they found themselves on the couch for their daily dinner ritual. Eating while cuddling and watching a movie together.
They were all content as they helped each other calm down from the day's events.
Chapter 52: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by NSCM01 on Discord.
Chapter Text
It had been supposed to be a regular patrol. Just.. one regular patrol with his boyfriend Hizashi.
Shouta groaned in despair as he watched a villain turn people into animals with his quirk.
Why. What was he trying to do? People were screaming and panicking.
What the hell was the logical reason?
Shouta took a deep breath and jumped off the rooftop, ignoring the exclamation from his boyfriend. He broke his fall with his capture weapon and immediately activated his qui-
"There you are!" The villain shouted, using his quirk on him. Damn, he was fast.
Shouta blinked and then he wasn't standing on two legs anymore.
The villain cackled in maniacal glee. "My quirk turns everyone into the animal they're most similar to!!! I'm just fulfilling my destiny!!!"
Shouta blinked. He was about to retort when he noted that he couldn't actually talk. What came out was a bark.
What. The. Fuck.
He was most similar to a cat for fuck's sake! Not a stupid dog! He loved cats!!
Meanwhile, Hizashi had nothing better to do than cackle.
He was promptly turned into a cockatoo.
Shouta barked and growled at the villain, internally rambling about what the hell was happening. Taking down the villain was more important though. So he attacked him.
Taking down the villain wasn't hard at all. Not a challenge because normally people would be disoriented by being turned into an animal. Shouta wasn't.
Okay, he was, but he didn't let that deter him. He had more important things to focus on. He was a pro hero for fuck's sake.
He spared a glance at the second pro hero on scene who was still chirping high pitchedly as he rolled around in mirth.
Why.
Shouta growled at the villain.
Why was he more like a damn dog than a cat???
"German shepherds are very loyal and protective." The villain wheezed from underneath him. "They're excellent police dogs."
Shouta barked even though he really, really wanted to say fuck you.
A police dog? What the hell??? He was a cat!!!
He did not like this at all.
Hizashi on the other hand, found it hilarious.
And for the rest of his days, he would have to bear dog puns.
Chapter 53: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Kudos on Discord.
Chapter Text
Even though Hizashi had been exhausted just a moment ago, when climbing the stairs to their apartment, he was reinvigorated at the prospect of seeing his husband after a long day of endless work. Because now he was done and they could cuddle. Maybe even their cat would join them and be fluffy and cute.
Hizashi took a deep breath and opened the door with excitement.
It was completely dark.
He blinked and refrained from shouting a greeting. His eyes landed on the window. The heavy blackout curtains were drawn. That could only mean one thing.
The lights must have bothered Shouta enough to close them. Meaning he had a migraine.
Hizashi slowly closed the door and carefully took off his shoes and directional speaker. He didn't want to make this worse on Shouta. He was likely suffering enough as it was.
He sighed softly and walked to the bathroom to check whether Shouta had taken his meds.
Sure enough, a moist but empty cup was standing in the sink and the medicine package was laying outside.
A fond smile appeared on Hizashi's face. He was proud of Shouta. It must have taken him a lot of effort to go and take his meds.
Thankfully, he knew just the thing he could do to help his husband.
He headed to the kitchen and grabbed a clean washcloth on the way there. He poured cold water over it and made sure to wring it out correctly before silently moving to the bedroom.
He cracked open the door, seeing Shouta laying there. He seemed to be doing better than usual when he had a migraine which was a huge relief. He wasn't completely curled up on himself in pain and appeared to actually be asleep.
Hizashi slowly stepped inside, being careful to avoid any creaky floor spots he knew of.
He gently placed the cold washcloth on Shouta's forehead.
When his husband's expression relaxed a small bit, he almost melted with relief.
He left the room with a soft smile.
Shouta slept a lot easier after that.
Chapter 54: Fukukado Emi/Kayama Nemuri
Summary:
Everyone knows how Nemuri normally acts.
But what if she doesn't for a while?
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Tony on Discord.
Chapter Text
Class 1-A collectively looked up when the door opened. They were expecting Midnight to stroll in and swing around her whip while saying suggestive things. As usual.
Not today, it seemed. Midnight wasn't even wearing her costume as she walked into the room silently. She was wearing a sweater? And jeans?
What the hell had happened to her? A quirk?!
Midnight sat down at the teacher's desk silently. "Iida, would you please hand out these work sheets?" She asked quietly.
Iida took a moment to respond from how stunned he was. "Um, yes. Sure." He agreed.
He got up and walked to the table, taking the worksheets and handing them out.
The class stared at Midnight, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Do whatever you want, just stay quiet and have the worksheets done by the time the bell rings." Midnight told them. She got out her phone and started clicking around on it.
Uraraka frowned. She looked over at Tsuyu who was apparently a step ahead of her.
"Midnight-sensei, you're not behaving like usual. Did something happen?" She asked.
Midnight chuckled nervously. "I'm fine." She assured.
Kirishima looked at her. "Midnight-sensei, if you're not feeling well, you should go to Recovery Girl." He pointed out.
Midnight's eyes hardened. "Drop it before I give you double the worksheets." She threatened and that was that.
The students quieted down and refrained from asking anymore personal questions.
They left Midnight alone in her misery.
She should have known that wouldn't be the end of it.
~
Nemuri walked to the teacher's lounge.
Well, maybe she was just dragging herself there. Those who didn't know her well didn't recognise her in civilian clothing so what was the point anyways. She'd just get asked more personal questions she really didn't want to answer.
She opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind herself. She winced when she saw Shouta's eyes lock onto her.
"You look like shit, Nemuri." And that alerted Hizashi as well. "What happened." Shouta asked.
Nemuri did think about fleeing for a hot second. But these were her friends. If she couldn't tell them, who else.
"Give me a moment to get coffee." She sighed quietly and slowly dragged herself over to the kitchen. She made her coffee as slowly as possible.
But soon it was done. And there was nothing she could do about it.
Shouta and Hizashi watched her with varying degrees of concern and curiosity as she sat down with her coffee.
"It's Emi." Nemuri mumbled quietly, hunched over her warm coffee a bit.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry." Hizashi apologised. Shouta watched his friend worriedly.
"She has a flu and Nezu didn't let me take the day off."
There was silence.
"Um.. a flu." Shouta repeated slowly.
Nemuri sighed. "Yes. I want to be there for her, but Nezu said that's no a valid reason to take a full day off." She complained.
Shouta and Hizashi turned to look at each other for a moment. They'd thought Nemuri's girlfriend was at least in critical condition.
"Just a flu then?" Hizashi asked again.
"Yes." Nemuri replied. "Will you help me sneak out?"
...
"Sure."
And that was how Nezu found Nemuri dangling from a window, wrapped in Shouta's capture weapon.
Chapter 55: Takami Keigo & Usagiyama Rumi (platonic)
Summary:
Hawks gets to celebrate his birthday for the first time.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by NSCM01 on Discord.
Chapter Text
Hawks sat in his living room. He had a day off for some reason. Probably because of Rumi. She'd probably convinced the commission to let him take a day off so they could spend some time together.
He wondered why. She always told him that it was because they were friends. But that didn't really make up for his-
And there she was. She hadn't even knocked.
At least she'd used the spare key he'd given her this time and spared his door. It wasn't like he couldn't pay for it, but he really didn't want to explain all that to the commission again. He might get in trouble.
Rumi bounced into the room with a bright smile. "Hello there, birthday birb!" She greeted loudly.
Hawks smiled softly. He liked how excitable Rumi was sometimes- wait, birthday?
"What do you mean, birthday?" He asked.
Rumi stared at him for a long moment. "The day you were born, birdbrain. People celebrate that."
Hawks just stared at her in confusion.
Silence reigned for a few very long moments.
"Don't tell me your birthday was never celebrated..." Rumi said quietly, looking quite shocked. Hawks didn't understand why. Was it such a big deal?
"I'll give you the best damn birthday ever and don't you dare argue." Rumi decided. Hawks didn't even try to argue. He knew from experience that it would be useless.
"So, what do you like doing? We usually do the things I like to do because you can't come up with anything. This is your birthday though." Rumi asked, leaning really far into his personal space.
Hawks didn't really mind though, looking up at Rumi. "I don't know what I like doing." He replied.
Rumi faltered, her face falling. "Do you prefer action or calm?"
Silence.
"Alright, you get enough action with your job. Let's get you calmed down."
And that was how Hawks found himself laying on his couch in comfortable clothing without the shirt. Rumi was beside him and trying to figure out how to massage his wings while he was left to watch a movie.
He stiffened up a bit when Rumi dug her hands into the tense muscles on his back.
"Stay relaxed." Rumi told him. He did his best to do that, but he felt like crying-
Oh god, now it felt so good.
Hawks sighed quietly as he closed his eyes. It felt really good.
"Ha! I've figured it out!" Rumi cheered.
Hawks smiled fondly. "You're an amazing friend." He sighed happily.
He could totally fall asleep like that.
And a few minutes later, he did.
Chapter 56: Uraraka Ochako/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary:
First date fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Silvia on Discord.
Chapter Text
Momo smiled as she gently held Ochako's hand. They were on their way to their first date together. She had just the perfect thing.
"So.. where are we going?" Ochako asked curiously, digging for information for the third time since leaving the school grounds. Momo found it endearing.
She chuckled softly. "You will find out in due time."
That made Ochako pout, but she didn't ask a fourth time.
"Do you think I'll like it?" She asked instead.
Momo smiled fondly. "I hope so."
The rest of the walk was spent in a comfortable silence.
~~~
Momo smiled brightly as she stopped in front of a small, unassuming house. "Guess." She hummed.
Ochako blinked. "Tea house." She replied.
That made Momo pause. "How did you-"
Ochako smiled. "It says so right there in small writing. Having Midoriya as a friend does teach you some things about observance."
Momo hummed. "I guess that's true. Want to go inside?"
Ochako went over to the door and held it open with a smile. "After you."
Momo chuckled softly. "I trust you not to throw the door onto me like you did with Hagakure after she pranked you."
Ochako looked scandalised at the thought. "As if I would throw a door at my girlfriend, how would that look like."
Momo smiled. "Like you want me to fall for you. Good thing that already happened." She walked inside while Ochako tried to cover her laughing.
"I like your laugh, don't hide it." Momo said with a smile. And that was enough to make Ochako's face flush.
She stepped inside, hoping that less light would benefit her. The lighting inside the tea house wasn't low though. It was bright and welcoming. As bright as Ochako's blush.
"Did I mention that you look beautiful in that dress?" Momo asked which only made the blush worse.
"Um.. no?"
"You look beautiful in that dress."
Uraraka hid her face. "You're so pretty and saying such nice things, that's unfair.." She mumbled, making her date laugh softly.
"Alright, I'll cut back on the compliments." That made Uraraka breathe a sigh of relief. "Until we're seated, come on."
Ochako barely managed to suppress a sound of surprise as Momo gently took her hand and led her to an empty table. Holding hands with her girlfriend felt.. absolutely amazing. Momo had such a warm hand and she gripped firmly, without it being too tight. Ochako liked it a lot.
Momo smiled at her and that just made her fall a little more. Those bright smiles were just so amazing and pretty~
She sat down on the chair opposite from Momo. "I love you so much..." She mumbled dreamily before flushing brightly when she realised what she had said.
Momo glanced away, her face heating up a bit. "I.. um.. love you as well." And that just made Ochako blush more. So they sat at their table in flustered silence until the waiter came to save them from their fate.
"What can I get for you?" He asked. At which they were reminded that they hadn't even looked at the menu.
"Um.. can we have a bit more time to decide?" Ochako requested. "We were a bit caught up with.. something." Her voice trailed off at the end.
"Sure thing." The waiter agreed and left.
The girls looked at each other and chuckled a bit to shake off the remaining awkwardness.
"Well, that was something." Ochako said.
"You really saved my butt there." Momo smiled. "My hero."
Ochako flushed and opened her menu to use it as a shield. "Choose tea first, compliment later." She managed to get it out without making it sound like a whine.
"Sure." Momo agreed easily. She kind of really wanted to avoid another.. situation like before.
They were silent as they read through the teas that were available.
A short while later, the waiter came back.
"What will it be?" He asked, getting out his pen and notebook.
Momo smiled. It was a nice touch that they used pen and paper instead of the usual high tech ordering screens.
"A cup of matcha tea, please." Ochako ordered while Momo was lost in thought. A gentle nudge snapped her out of it.
"A cup of green tea, please." She requested.
The waiter nodded and walked off.
"I think our orders were too easy for him. He didn't even write them down." Ochako hummed.
"A shame. Would have been nice to have a handwritten check for once."
Ochako smiled softly. "We might still get one." She encouraged.
"I hope so." Momo hummed. "I've gotten a total of three in my entire life."
There was a small pause in which Ochako swore to get her girlfriend as many handwritten checks as she wanted.
They made some smalltalk about their work studies which pretty much ended in Momo praising the living daylights out of her girlfriend and her amazing accomplishments.
Getting their tea didn't stop her at all. She just continued showering praise upon Ochako.
"Whyyy..." Ochako whined quietly as she buried her face in her hands.
Momo smiled. "I love my amazing girlfriend."
Chapter 57: Takami Keigo & Tokoyami Fumikage (generic)
Summary:
Hawks hasn't exactly been allowed to live out his bird instincts. Tokoyami helps by essentially kidnapping him.
Notes:
Rating: T (due to swearing and implied abuse)
Requested by NSCM01 on Discord.
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Seeing as he and Hawks had gotten along pretty well and he'd been able to teach him how to fly, Tokoyami was at his agency again for some more work studies.
Hawks might be a bit eccentric at times, but he'd learned to deal with it.
He silently watched as Hawks shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his feathers ruffling and moving like the fur of a cat that wanted to scratch themselves, but couldn't.
Dark Shadow was hovering next to him, silently making grabby hands at the wings.
"Hawks, when did you last preen your wings?" Tokoyami spoke up.
Hawks looked up from his mountain of paperwork. "Preen my wings?" He asked in confusion.
Tokoyami nodded. "Yes. That thing that birds do at least once a day. Straightening the feathers and cleaning them." He reminded.
Hawks hummed. "I usually use a shower to do that."
Dark Shadow winced and Tokoyami stared silently. "What?"
Hawks looked over and bashfully rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I never really did that whole preening thing. I shouldn't just.. tug at my wings. It's weird." He explained.
Tokoyami stared. "Is it weird when people brush their hair." He deadpanned.
Hawks smiled. "No, of course not. It's to get tangles out of the hair and to keep them healthy."
"That's what preening is for for birds. I don't even have any wings, but I still preen myself. And Dark Shadow." Tokoyami pointed out. How old was Hawks again?! Over twenty years of not grooming his wings?! He could feel Dark Shadow's ire.
"You need to be preened right now."
Hawks blinked. "I've been fine so far."
"You can get seriously hurt." Tokoyami pointed out. "You need to learn how to act like a bird. When did you chirp last?"
Hawks blinked, staring at him with big eyes. "When I was seven?"
"You need a break from work. And from being a human, come on." Tokoyami started packing up his things.
Hawks still didn't understand what was happening, opting to blink in confusion. "I'm okay?"
"No, you're not at all. Does your apartment have- No, we're going to the dorms. Grab your things. Enough to last you a week."
"Do.. I have a say in this?"
"No."
~~~
Hawks stared at the gates of UA silently. Nobody who wasn't a student or teacher could pass through there.
So he was surprised when he was able to walk through without any problem.
"Nezu gave you a security clearance." Tokoyami replied as he pulled him along. Hawks silently watched him, just letting himself be dragged. He had no idea why he'd followed Tokoyami. Maybe he kind of wanted to see what would happen. Or it was because he trusted Tokoyami. They were also both birds. And maybe he wanted to know what bird things he'd been missing out on.
~~~
Hawks blinked as he was pushed into a bright room. There were windows everywhere.
"Remember where the windows are, it's easy to run into them." Tokoyami warned.
Hawks stared. "You get that problem as well? I thought it was just bad vision." He mumbled.
Tokoyami frowned. "No, it's perfectly normal when you have a bird mutant type quirk. It's hard to see windows at all. Which is why there are stickers everywhere." He explained, pointing at the stickers on the windows. Or for them, floating in the air. "There's one on every window."
"That's.. helpful." Hawks mumbled. "HC just told me to deal with it." He chuckled awkwardly. "Having stickers would help a lot."
Tokoyami frowned. "You can't just 'deal with it'. It's a bird thing. You can't control it."
Hawks blinked. "But HC said-"
"Fuck what they said. They have absolutely no idea what it's like to be a bird mutant.
Hawks stared silently. That.. might be true, but.. No, it was true. None of his handlers had a mutant quirk.
Maybe that was why he got along so well with Rumi? Because she understood the strange urges he got to an extent.
"So.. you want to show me what it's like to correctly be a bird mutant..?" Hawks summed up quietly.
"Yes." Tokoyami replied. "Dark Shadow and I will show you that."
Hawks gave a hesitant nod.
"Okay, first I'll preen you. Sit down on the couch." Tokoyami announced.
Hawks walked over to the couch hesitantly and sat down. He wasn't really sure what to do. His wings twitched and he stared at a pillow. He dragged it closer to him silently.
"Do you need some help making your nest?" Tokoyami asked. Dark Shadow was already floating over to get some more pillows.
"A nest...?" Hawks asked in confusion, making Dark Shadow drop the pillows and blankets.
"Have you ever made a nest." Tokoyami asked seriously, staring at Hawks.
Hawks looked away, shifting uncomfortably. "I.. um... no." He admitted quietly.
Dark Shadow grabbed the blankets and pillows and placed them down next to the couch.
"Get off for a moment." Tokoyami said as he walked over. After Hawks had followed his advice, he turned the couch into a bed and placed down the blankets and pillows with Dark Shadow's help.
"Alright. We'll make a nest now. Harder pillows for the shape and soft pillows for the floof in the middle." He explained and got to work.
Hawks watched silently for a bit before he hesitantly tried to help.
He had to admit, it was kind of.. fun. That was weird in and of itself since he never had any fun.
Just.. with his training at HC, he'd never really had time for anything else. Especially not for fun things. He'd just.. never had that.
"The whole week will be like that..?" Hawks asked quietly.
Tokoyami nodded in agreement. "The whole week. Longer, if you want to."
Hawks chuckled. "No, I think I'll get into enough trouble as it is."
"Nezu said the UA teachers will handle your patrols. You don't have to worry about that." Tokoyami replied. "I sense more darkness inside of you though, holding you back. What is it?"
Hawks blinked. "Oh, um.." He chuckled awkwardly. "It's nothing, I'll be fine."
Tokoyami and Dark Shadow stared at him silently. It made Hawks maybe a little uncomfortable to be stared at like that.
"I'm okay, no need to stare at me like that."
Dark Shadow floated closer, his eyes impossibly big.
"It's weighting down on you. Talking about it helps." Tokoyami said.
Hawks shifted uncomfortably. "You.. wanted to preen my wings." He reminded quietly. He wasn't ready to talk about it. He didn't think he'd ever be ready to do that.
Tokoyami frowned, but didn't protest. He looked at the nest. "Can I enter?" He asked respectfully.
Hawks stared in confusion. "Why are you asking? Do you need help getting in?" He asked. He couldn't see any problem Tokoyami might have with getting into the nest.
Tokoyami shook his head. "It's your nest. We only helped build it. So we need to ask for permission before entering it. It's your safe space. Your nest." He explained patiently.
".. permission...?" Hawks asked in confusion. He was.. being asked for.. permission? He didn't get it. He'd never been asked for permission. Things just.. happened. Whether he wanted them to happen or not.
"Yes, permission." Tokoyami said. "Don't tell me you're not used to being asked for permission." Dark Shadow made a worried sound.
Hawks looked away and awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. "Well... kind of..." He admitted quietly. "Just.. you don't have to ask. It's kind of weird."
"That's exactly why I will continue asking for your permission. To get you used to it." Tokoyami said simply.
Hawks blinked. "You really don't have to..."
"I do. You deserve to have control over the things people do to you."
Hawks looked completely confused at that. "Um... sure.... get inside..?" He tried, looking a bit lost.
Tokoyami nodded. He gave a thanks and climbed into the nest. "Turn your back to me. Me and Dark Shadow will preen your wings. Just try to relax."
Hawks hesitantly turned around. He didn't really like having someone behind him. And just.. handling his wings? He didn't even know how to handle his wings. He was nervous-
A small sigh escaped him when a hand was carded through his wings. And then Tokoyami started preening his wings.
He couldn't help slumping a bit as he relaxed completely. He'd never felt that good in his whole life. A small chirp escaped him unwillingly.
Dark Shadow joined in as well. He didn't seem as experienced as Tokoyami, which made sense. He'd said that he preened Dark Shadow usually.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Tokoyami spoke up.
Hawks didn't reply. He'd fallen asleep after a single minute of preening. It had just felt so relaxing and good.
Tokoyami blinked. Well, Hawks probably needed the sleep. They'd take care of everything else later.
Chapter 58: Iida Tenya/rules
Summary:
When 1-A doesn't want to go to sleep, Iida has to resort to unorthodox measures.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
"Yes!!" Kaminari cheered. "Take that, Sero!"
"Aw man.." Sero sighed.
Jirou scoffed. "We're not done yet. We need a new plan to take him down."
Kaminari grinned at them from where he was sitting with Ashido. "There is no way you can take us down." He taunted.
Jirou scoffed. "We can and will kick your ass!"
Aoyama smiled. "Take a look at the leaderboard mes amies~"
"What?!" Kaminari shouted. "How are you and Kirishima winning?!!"
Aoyama chuckled.
They all looked up when Iida came into the room. "What is the meaning of this?" He asked, dressed in his pyjama and looking like he'd just woken up to get a glass of water.
"You should go back to sleep, Iida." Midoriya said, sleepily cuddling against Todoroki's left side.
Iida's eyes narrowed. "You should all be asleep. It's 4 am. We have school tomorrow and I really expected better from you."
"What's the big deal?" Kirishima asked. "We're old enough to know how long we can stay up.
Iida frowned. "You're not consequent enough to go to bed at a reasonable hour. Your bodies require at least 8 hours of sleep to function properly and for your brains to develop-" He cut himself off. They weren't listening to him anymore.
"You're not listening. I'll have to make you listen then." He scoffed and snatched up the instructions for the game.
~~~
"What?!" Kaminari shouted after he'd been obliterated by Iida.
Iida stared at him. "You're out, go to bed." He said mercilessly.
"That's not fair, you're a pro!" Kaminari tried to argue.
Iida's "This is my first time playing this game." felt like a punch to the gut.
"I've been obliterated by a noob." He sobbed dramatically.
"Hey!" Ashido called out. "I'm out too!"
"Go to bed." Iida said. "I will literally drag you if I have to."
Kaminari grinned. "You'd have to catch me first-"
"I have a speed quirk."
"You'd have to drag me and-"
Iida wordlessly pulled up his sleeves. "Not a problem."
"Holy fuck, he's ripped." Ashido whispered. She placed down her controller and headed to her room. "Night, guys."
"My team partner has forsaken meee..." Kaminari whined and dramatically slid off the couch while reaching for Ashido.
"Go to bed. Now." Iida said, easily taking out the next team. Tsuyu and Uraraka sighed and started heading to their rooms.
"Did you read the rulebook?" Midoriya, who the game belonged to, asked tiredly as he watched Iida glitch through a wall.
"I did. You should sleep as well."
"Shoto is too comfy. And he's fallen asleep, I don't want to wake him..." Izuku mumbled.
"You could carry him." Iida said, knowing that would do the trick. He knew his class well enough to know how to bribe them.
Midoriya nodded slowly. "I'll show Shoto how strong I am." He cheered sleepily and slowly got up.
Iida focused back on the game and took out Jirou with ease.
"Is glitching through walls really allowed?!"
"Secret button combination that's freely accessible in the rules." Iida said simply and pointed at the stairs. "Bed."
Jirou groaned in dismay and headed towards her room.
It didn't take long for Iida to take all his classmates out. He sent them all to bed.
The game was actually.. kind of fun though. He didn't want to stop yet.
"Iida!" Aizawa called out. "Go to bed. I expected better from you!"
Chapter 59: Midoriya Izuku/sleep deprivation
Summary:
Due to a light case of sleep deprivation and the fact that it's early in the morning, Izuku makes some questionable choices.
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Izuku hummed a little tune to himself as he made breakfast. It was a new day at the dorms. A Tuesday to be exact. He'd gotten up half an hour earlier to heed Iida's nagging advice. School days always took a lot out of them. So eating a healthy breakfast was something they were supposed to do.
Though he doubted all heroes did that. He'd never really seen Aizawa eat breakfast. He might have a kitchen in his dorm room though. Nobody was allowed in there. So many mysteries were being kept from them.
They just had to convince him to participate in the next room king! Except that Aizawa would never participate in something like that. Darn!
There had to be a way to uncover the mysteries hiding in Aizawa's room. They'd even heard scratching on the door once! What was Aizawa keeping from them?
What could make a scratching sound?
Something that wanted to get outside of Aizawa's room. That meant.. Aizawa was keeping someone in there against their will?!
He had to do something about it.
His eyes widened when he heard the scratching sound in the otherwise silent dorms. He had to help that person. While Aizawa was still asleep and couldn't stop him!
Just then, Shoto went down the stairs.
"Shoto, you need to help me!" Izuku called out.
Shoto looked confused. "What? Did something happen?" He yawned.
"Yes! Aizawa locked someone into his room! They're scratching at the door, wanting to be let out!!"
Shoto's eyes widened. "We have to help them!"
Izuku nodded quickly. "We have to take down the door!"
Shoto stepped towards the door, his right side turning colder as he readied his quirk. "I'll blow it down."
"Wait, what if the person is behind the door, we have to warn them!" Izuku gasped.
Shoto paused for a moment. "I'll cut it open then. Slowly."
Izuku nodded. He stayed behind Shoto as he made an ice spear and pierced the door.
They stared at the cut door silently. There was no one. Only darkness.
Shoto reached inside the hole and opened the door.
Four tiny fluffballs shot out of the door.
Izuku and Shoto looked after them with wide eyes.
"Kittens?" Shoto mumbled.
"Kittens." Izuku agreed quietly.
They stared at the hole in their teacher's door.
"We are so screwed." Shoto whispered and Izuku could only nod.
They were screwed. "Maybe.. we can try to catch the kittens and return them...?"
Shoto nodded slowly. They started walking away from the door when they heard a sound that made them freeze.
Footsteps.
"Problem children!!!" Aizawa shouted.
"Run!"
Chapter 60: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Silver and J on Discord.
Chapter Text
Izuku was shopping with his two datemates, Momo and Eijirou. He hoped they'd find what they were looking for.
They were shopping for Christmas presents to give to their friends and already had some pretty good ideas on what they wanted to get for them.
He froze when he saw a limited edition All Might hoodie. Those had gotten sold out years ago. He'd thought there weren't any on sale anymore.
He had to check it out.
"I need to go over there for a moment to check something." Izuku mumbled and ran over.
Momo and Eijirou looked after him and decided to follow. It was a hero merch store. They could all look at the items. And maybe they'd also find some presents for their friends.
Izuku stared at the price silently, feeling his soul leave his body.
It was to be expected though. This was the only one of this kind he'd seen in literal years.
Of course it would cost tons of money.
But he really hadn't expected it to be this much. It was.. so much. So so much.
He'd never possessed that much money in his entire life. Which might be because he usually spent it all on hero merch.
But still. That was heavy.
"Too expensive..." He whispered.
Momo watched him silently, filing the information for later.
~
They eventually left the store.
After a while, they passed a store selling all kinds of sports equipment.
Eijirou grinned. "I wonder what weights would cost that would actually help me train. Going to the fitness room in the middle of the night alerts Aizawa."
"Let's take a look?" Izuku suggested.
They all headed inside and went to the professional weights section.
The heavier the weight, the more expensive it was.
"Holy damn." Eijirou mumbled. "That is.. certainly expensive..."
Izuku nodded a small bit. "UA sure has a lot of money, huh..."
Momo hummed thoughtfully. She could use that information later.
~
Christmas came around. They'd managed to get each of their friends presents. Their shopping trip had been a huge success.
Momo smiled. "I got something for you two." She announced.
Her boyfriends stared at her with big eyes, obviously excited. She knew they'd probably be happy with anything she'd give them, but she had something special for them. They were really special to her after all.
She led them to their room with a smile. She'd knowingly not put the presents under the Christmas tree. She wanted to see their reactions when they opened it. It might be a bit against Japan's usual traditions, but she really wanted to see them happy.
Momo opened the door to her room and led them inside. "On my bed." She hummed.
Izuku smiled brightly. "Thank you so much."
Momo chuckled. "You haven't seen what it is yet."
Eijirou might have bounced a bit. "I'm so excited!"
"Go on then." Momo hummed.
Her boyfriends didn't make her say that twice. They went to her bed and inspected the presents. It wasn't hard to figure out which one belonged to whom. They were wrapped in All Might and Crimson Riot wrapping.
Momo sat down on her chair as she watched them tear into the wrapping. She was excited.
The utter shock on their faces was delightful.
Izuku and Eijirou stared at their presents silently.
"Sometimes I forget you're rich..." Izuku managed to wheeze out, making Momo chuckle.
"Well, I saw you look at that one particular thing for a while and muttering it's way too expensive so I got it for you. It's not really expensive for me." She explained.
"Holy frick..." Eijirou mumbled quietly. "It.. I.. thanks.. but like.. money..."
Izuku only nodded in agreement.
Momo smiled. "Just take me out on a date or something." She hummed contently.
Chapter 61: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Silver and J on Discord.
Chapter Text
Izuku and Eijirou laid outside in the grass. They'd just finished their training. Momo had been so kind to offer to get water bottles.
"I have an idea." Izuku said slowly, in a voice that indicated that the idea was an absolutely horrible one.
Eijirou shifted a bit to look at him. "Yes?" He hummed, thinking that the idea couldn't be that bad, coming from his smart boyfriend.
"I bet I can make more squats than you."
Eijirou blinked. "You're on!"
Momo chose that moment to return. "Nobody is on for anything if it will strain Izuku's injuries." She reminded.
Izuku pouted at their girlfriend. "It's just squats. I won't hurt my arms that way..."
"Please, Momo." Eijirou stared at her with his famous puppy eyes. And really, there was no chance anyone could resist that. It was way too cute.
"Alright." Momo sighed. "But I'm supervising and you will stop whenever you feel any pain."
Her boyfriends cheered. "But no quirks." She warned. "Else you will be... disqualified."
They both gasped in horror. "No quirks." Izuku assured hastily.
Momo nodded, satisfied. That meant it wouldn't take as long. She just hoped they hadn't improved much since the last time they'd done this. It had taken literal hours.
"Let me get a book first." Momo said as her boyfriends started to get up. She threw water bottles at them. "And cool down before starting."
"Alright." Eijirou mumbled.
~
"Ready, set, go!" Momo called out.
Izuku and Eijirou gave each other a grin as they started doing squats. They were both sure they'd be the one to win.
Momo sat down in the grass and started reading.
She looked up every twenty pages or so to check how they were doing. And thankfully, she eventually noticed they were slowing down by quite a bit.
She blinked. And the sun was setting. She could barely read her book by now.
She placed down a bookmark, foregoing the urge to make a lamp. They still had to eat dinner.
"Guys, it's time to stop." She called out.
Her boyfriends didn't even think of stopping though.
Momo sighed in annoyance. Unbelievable.
She got up and walked over to her still competing boyfriends.
She picked them both up and started carrying them inside.
"Hey!" They both complained.
"You need to eat dinner." Momo pointed out. "You both stopped at the same time so you can continue it later."
They were silent for a moment as they thought about it.
"Alright." Izuku sighed.
"I'm hungry..." Eijirou mumbled.
Momo chuckled. "Knew it."
Chapter 62: Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Yaoyorozu Momo
Summary:
Hurt/comfort
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Silver and J on Discord.
Chapter Text
Izuku checked the clock silently. It was after midnight. Two in the morning to be exact.
He sighed and slowly took off his jacket in the darkness. There was only the light from the streetlights outside coming in.
It had been getting hotter and running with long sleeves had become unbearable. So he snuck out at night to run for an hour. He went to sleep at midnight and got a nice two hours of sleep. Then he ran, showered and went back to sleep again.
It had worked pretty well so far. But he'd only been doing it for a week.
He hoped he wouldn't be caught. Because running in a tank top might be good considering the weather, but it exposed all his scars. And as much as he loved his datemates, he really didn't want to worry them even more.
He got hurt enough on a pretty much daily basis for them to worry about old wounds.
And Izuku had a ton of those.
The compression sleeve he had to wear during training helped a bit to hide the biggest scars, but he hadn't really told his datemates the real reason for it. They thought he was just being cautious and not that his arm would probably fall apart without it.
He slowly got up from the couch and stretched. Okay, a ten kilometer run in the middle of the night was exactly what he needed now.
"Izuku?" Someone spoke up.
Shit, someone close enough to him to call him Izuku. And he recognised that voice. Eijirou.
"What are you doing up in the middle of the night...?"
Izuku chuckled nervously. "Um.. this is just a dream...?" He tried awkwardly.
Eijirou yawned quietly. "I know you're a dream of a man, but like.. what are you doing up?"
Izuku flushed brightly. "I.. um.." He stammered. His getaway plan hadn't involved being flirted with!!
Eijirou's eyes widened. "You're wearing a tank top!" He realised. The best way to show off muscles without taking off one's shirt and holy shit, Izuku was shredded.
Izuku hid his face. "Please just forget you ever saw anything..." He whined.
Eijirou shook his head. "How could I ever forget seeing your amazing body in a tank top? I'd be stupid to forget that." He pointed out.
Izuku looked away. "You don't have to lie to make me feel better..." He mumbled quietly.
"I'm not lying." Eijirou assured.
Izuku frowned. "You have to be. Just look at me." He grumbled. He didn't look amazing. And he'd never look amazing. His body was marred with so many scars. They would stay there a damn lifetime.
Eijirou blinked. "I am looking. Though it would be easier if we weren't sitting in the dark."
Izuku frowned. "It's better this way." He grabbed his jacket and put it back on. "Go back to sleep, Eijirou. I need to do my 2 am run."
Eijirou stared at him. "Dude, it's 2 am."
"That's why I called it my 2 am run."
Eijirou frowned. "No way. You're going to bed. Even if I have to drag you to bed."
"Your bed is small." Izuku pointed out. "Which is why you should go and sleep there while I go and run for an hour." He blinked when Eijirou latched onto his hand.
"What are you doing?" He asked when he suddenly got dragged along.
"Momo has a big bed." Eijirou said simply. "And you look like you need both of us."
Izuku didn't argue. He.. kind of did need both of them. But.. he didn't want to bother them. Their relationship had been going so well.. He didn't want to ruin anything.
~~~
Momo didn't really seem to mind being woken up. Except being very sleepy and cuddly.
Izuku blinked as he got mushed against her. "Um.. Momo..?" He asked quietly, but she didn't even respond anymore. He looked over at Eijirou who made himself comfortable.
"You don't have to talk about it. But we can still comfort you. Even if we don't know what's going on."
The words were sweet. They made Izuku's heart swell.
And then Eijirou fell asleep.
Izuku blinked. Okay. Maybe he should do that too...
Chapter 63: Amajiki Tamaki & Kirishima Eijirou & Toyomitsu Taishirou | Fat Gum (generic)
Summary:
Tamaki gets turned into a toddler.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by NSCM01 and Noodle on Discord.
Chapter Text
Fatgum stared down at his sidekick. That was.. definitely a problem.
Tamaki didn't seem to see it as a problem though. He smiled brightly as he hugged him. His little bunny ears twitched happily and there was also the fact that Tamaki was the size of a toddler. And apparently had the mind of a toddler as well. He would never get that close otherwise. And he would be much more anxious.
Fatgum couldn't help but keep staring silently. He'd never thought he'd see his sidekick like that. It was disconcerting.
Tamaki giggled. "Fluffy." He mumbled.
Fatgum silently reached out to ruffle his hair. It was surreal to see Tamaki lean into the touch happily. He was just so used to be pushed away while Tamaki got awkward.
Tamaki smiled brightly, his eyes closed with how big his smile was and Fatgum felt himself melt. Such an adorable kid. He gently hugged Tamaki close who looked extremely happy with that development.
"You're adorable." Fatgum mumbled. Tamaki smiled brighter, cuddling into him.
"Thank you." He hummed. "You're a great hero."
Fatgum had to hold back tears at that, Tamaki was adorable and he thought he was a great hero. It was amazing and made him so happy.
"Kirishima, get over here." He managed to get out.
"Sure." Kirishima hummed, walking over to where he'd left them.
Then he stared silently. Tamaki was happily being cuddled and waved at him a bit, his bunny ears perking up. "Hi!"
"I'm ready to die now." Kirishima mumbled. "I've seen the cutest thing imaginable."
Fatgum laughed. "Get over here and hug him."
Tamaki bounced a bit in excitement, his ears twitching. "I get a hug?"
Kirishima had to pause and hold his chest, that had been absolutely way too cute to be real. "Yes, you get a hug." He managed to say. He did not sound choked up. Not at all.
"Yay!" Tamaki cheered happily. He smiled when Fatgum released him and thanked him before hopping over to Kirishima and hugging him.
Kirishima hugged back. "Senpai, you're the cutest bunny ever." He mumbled.
Tamaki smiled brightly at him.
Chapter 64: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shoto
Summary:
Shoto asks Natsuo for dating advice. It goes about as well as one might expect.
Notes:
Rating: T (swearing)
Requested by Jan on Discord.
Chapter Text
Shoto groaned in despair as he sunk onto the couch in the living room. He'd seen his brother when he'd come in and was hoping to get some sympathy. Thankfully, his brother was pretty observant sometimes.
"Something bothering you, Sho?" He hummed, looking up from his notes.
Shoto responded with a sigh. He considered for a moment and decided that Natsuo might be his best choice for taking care of this problem.
"How do you confess to someone?" He decided to ask. He looked up at his brother and suppressed a sigh when a wide grin spread on Natsuo's face.
"My little brother has a crush~" He sing-songed.
Shoto regretted everything. "Fuck you, I'll just ask Fuyumi." He grumbled and started getting up.
"No!" Natsuo called out. "You really don't want to do that. She's horrible with love and all things to do with it."
Shoto paused and stared at him. "How would you know? She always reads those romance novels."
Natsuo made a gagging noise. "She has no idea how to seduce someone. She's just always waiting to be seduced and that's why she has no date."
Shoto shrugged. "I'd just ask her how she would like to be asked out."
Natsuo frowned. "No no no, little brother. You have to do this the smart way. My way."
Shoto stared at him. "You may be a med student, but oftentimes you're a dumbass."
Natsuo gasped in mock hurt. "You'll really want my advice to woo whoever it is you want to woo."
"Midoriya." Shoto supplied with a sigh.
"Right, that guy." Natsuo said. "One word, kabedon."
Shoto just stared at his brother. He had absolutely no idea what he'd just said.
There was a pause. "You're hopeless. Let me show you some pictures."
~
Shoto sat in homeroom class, going over the plan Natsuo and him had worked out.
He was not convinced at all that this would help in any way.
How exactly would pinning poor Midoriya against a wall make him fall in love with him? And how would that translate into "I want to date you"? He wished he would have asked Fuyumi as well.
But it was too late now. He was at UA and the only thing he could do was complete the plan now.
He just hoped he wouldn't intimidate Midoriya. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
... now he had to wait until lunch. Until he could catch a moment alone with Midoriya.
He was nervous.
~
Shoto took a deep breath as he watched Midoriya. He was standing in the hallway, leaning against the wall.
It was his perfect chance. He just had to walk up to him and.. pin him.
Should he use both arms? Or only one? Make it more casual or serious? Stare him deep into his gorgeous green eyes-
Okay, he was getting carried away.
Maybe he should just start and do what felt right.
Just.. go with the flow as his brother always said.
He.. did not like going with the flow. He preferred at least to know a small bit of the situation before going in.
But he had no idea how Midoriya would react-
Focus!!
He had to take his chance now. Before the moment was over.
Shoto took a deep breath and stepped towards Midoriya, trying not to start steaming at what he was about to do.
Okay. Just.. calm. And smooth.
He looked down at Midoriya, placing his arms on either side of his head.
Wow, he was so cute with those big green eyes staring up at him. He looked startled though.
"Uh, I- Um.. Todoroki?!" He stammered and Shoto felt his thoughts melt away. Oh darn, Midoriya was amazing.
"Hey. I saw you standing there so.. I thought you might want company." He explained as if he wasn't pinning his crush.
Midoriya turned red as a tomato. "Yes, I um.. I like your company..."
Shoto managed a small smile. "Thanks, Midoriya. Um.. would you like to go get ice cream after school?"
Midoriya's face got even brighter and he let out a sound that kind of reminded him of bunny. It was kind of cute.
Midoriya slowly brought up his hands to bury his face in them. It was the only barrier between his face and Shoto's, which was only a couple inches away.
Shoto blinked. Had he done it wrong? Midoriya hadn't answered yet. "Um.. you don't have to?" He tried. As much as it would make him happy to have Midoriya come along, he didn't want to force him.
Midoriya slowly parted his fingers, bright green eyes staring into Shoto's.
"I.. um..." He whispered. "You see..."
Shoto watched him patiently, waiting for a response.
"I... I want to..." Midoriya mumbled.
Shoto sighed in relief. Then he realised something. He hadn't mentioned that he liked Midoriya. And he hadn't mentioned it would be a date.
"Um.. it's a date." He tried casually, at which point Midoriya died a thousand deaths in embarrassment and fluster.
~
Later, Izuku would often tease his boyfriend about the way he'd originally asked him out. It would resort in a pouty Shoto who tried to put all the blame on his brother and eventually cuddles when Izuku decided he'd teased him enough.
Chapter 65: Bakugo Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: T (some swears)
Requested by J and Kudos on Discord.
Chapter Text
Aizawa sighed in exasperation. There had been a villain going around, turning heroes into cats.
He stopped pinching the bridge of his nose and looked down at his two students.
Of course it had been Bakugo and Midoriya who had gotten hit. Who else. Who the fuck else.
Midoriya, now a green, fluffy kitten was pacing around Bakugo excitedly while Bakugo, yellow kitten, kind of spiky looking fur, was laying around. He looked tired.
They'd had to run all the way back to UA on tiny kitten legs after all. The fact that they'd managed to get back at all was almost a miracle.
To increase the chances of that not being a fluke, he'd make all his students do an orientation run using nothing but minuscule landmarks and no text at all. That would be fun.
He decided to leave the cats alone to get to planning.
~
Izuku meowed, running around Katsuki who just wanted to be left alone.
Izuku blinked at him and decided to lay down on top of him.
Katsuki huffed in annoyance.
Izuku mewed and licked his head. He cuddled into Kacchan further and started purring a bit.
Katsuki looked up silently. He just wanted sleep.
Izuku looked at him mischievously and booped his nose. He jumped up and ran around a bit.
Katsuki felt saddened that as a cat, he couldn't sigh. It was truly tragic. He was too tired to really chase after Izuku so he laid his head onto his paws and closed his eyes.
Izuku seemed to finally get the memo. There was blissful silence for a couple minutes, then he was nudged.
Katsuki prepared to growl at Izuku in annoyance as he opened his eyes, only to realise that a pillow had been placed before him.
He stared for a couple moments before he begrudgingly accepted the offer and laid down on top of it. He watched as overexcited Deku bounced a bit before snuggling up to him and once again mourned his ability to sigh.
It was hard to deny though that Izuku was both warm and fluffy, so he resigned himself to his fate.
Izuku seemed to notice that and groomed him gently. Well, that was kind of nice. He seemed to be calming down a bit which was good. Katsuki didn't need energetic cuddles of all things.
This was nicer...
~
When Aizawa found them cuddled against each other later, he was very confused, but decided to leave them alone.
Chapter 66: Amajiki Tamaki & Kirishima Eijirou & Toyomitsu Taishirou | Fat Gum (generic)
Summary:
Continuation of chapter 63.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by NSCM01 and Noodle on Discord.
Chapter Text
Fatgum could only do so much to avoid falling over from the sheer cuteness as Tamaki attempted to play with Kirishima.
Usually it would be the other way around. But Tamaki was still a toddler. And he still had bunny ears.
Tamaki bounced a bit as he tried to pull Kirishima up. He wanted to play! And Kirishima was easier to pull up than Fatgum.
He still didn't manage it though and pouted when Kirishima chuckled at his futile attempts. His ears twitched a bit in annoyance. He wanted to play.
A little yawn escaped him. He was getting a bit tired though.
Kirishima cooed softly. Tamaki was so adorable.
Tamaki pouted at him. "Play."
Kirishima chuckled. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather sleep for a bit?"
Tamaki nodded. "Don't want to sleep." He blinked, his ears twitching a bit when he was picked up by Kirishima. What was he trying to do...?
Kirishima gently cuddled Tamaki close. "No sleep?" He asked. "Are you sure? Sleep is pretty nice."
Tamaki shook his little head, his ears flapping about a bit. "No, I wanna play."
Kirishima smiled. "But we could cuddle and hug?" He pointed out. "Don't you want to do that?"
Tamaki stared up at him for a couple moments. "Alright." He agreed eventually. He still wanted to play though.
"We can play later?" Kirishima suggested. He gained a little nod.
Tamaki yawned and put his head against Kirishima's chest.
Kirishima smiled brightly and gently held him close.
Tamaki closed his eyes as he cuddled into Kirishima. Maybe a small bit of sleep would be okay.
Chapter 67: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Shirakumo Oboro/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic
Summary:
Shouta comes to the realisation that if he gives his students dozens of tests, he has to grade them and he also has to deal with the horrible, horrible answers they might give on an unannounced test.
Thankfully, Hizashi and Oboro are there to comfort him.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by J on Discord.
Chapter Text
When Shouta got home, he was goddamn exhausted. He'd gotten through another school day which would have been enough reason to be tired. But then Nezu had made him stay longer and catch up on all the paperwork he'd been putting off. The principal was definitely a sadist. There was no other way to explain it.
He kicked off his boots and took off his jacket, at least managing the act of hanging it and his capture weapon up.
He stared down at his clothes for a moment before deciding to fuck it. He walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it with a groan.
Hizashi looked up from his phone. "Everything alright?"
That alerted the final member of their household, Oboro, who had been occupied with cooking since it was his turn to cook dinner that day.
Oboro leaned against the kitchen doorway to join the conversation while still keeping an eye on the food. "You okay?" He asked Shouta, who had still not answered.
"I need a hug. A six hour one..." Was the only thing Shouta managed to get out. And while he was normally not sappy, he really needed that.
Hugs helped sometimes, and now he needed one.
Oboro frowned, his floaty, cloud-like hair turning a bit greyer. "I'll be right there when I'm done cooking." He promised.
Hizashi watched Shouta worriedly. "Can you sit up to give me a bit of space?"
He received a tired groan in response. Upon that, Hizashi decided to take matters into his own hands. Quite literally.
He picked Shouta up and placed him on his lap, hugging him gently.
"Thanks..." Shouta mumbled. "5 hours, 59 minutes remaining..."
Hizashi chuckled. "Are you gonna keep count?"
"... yes."
Hizashi nuzzled him. "I know you can keep track of time for six hours, but would you prefer a timer so you can properly relax?"
He got a little nod in response so he got out his phone and set up a timer that would ring in 5 hours and 58 minutes. He showed it to Shouta who silently pressed the start button.
Oboro smiled as he emerged from the kitchen. "How are you doing?" He asked.
Shouta only cuddled further into Hizashi, which was kind of an answer in and of itself.
"I'll get the blankets and cats. What movie do you want?" Oboro asked, carrying the food to the couch table.
Hizashi smiled. "Thanks."
Shouta shook his head a bit. He just wanted to cuddle. He didn't care about anything else.
Oboro sat down next to them. "What's wrong?" He asked gently.
Shouta looked at him and raised his hands to sign. 'Just a long day.' He signed.
Oboro frowned. "Really? You normally only get like that when-"
Shouta shook his head and buried his face into Hizashi.
Hizashi looked at Oboro helplessly. "Shou, you don't have to tell us." He murmured.
Shouta sighed. "Just.. paperwork. Frustration." He mumbled. "I don't want to do anything for a while..."
Hizashi nodded. "That's alright." He murmured.
"Yeah." Oboro agreed. "So.. should I turn the lights off and get a couple glowsticks to see just enough to eat?" He suggested.
"Sure.." Shouta mumbled. "You don't have to though. Just hugs is okay too."
Oboro smiled. "We'll make you feel as comfortable as possible because we love you. It's okay, Shouta."
Shouta looked over at him. "Alright, thanks."
Hizashi smiled softly. "A purring cat would be nice too?" He gained a nod for that. He looked over at Oboro and gave him a thumbs up.
Shouta cuddled into Hizashi as Oboro left again. "I'm really okay. There was just so much paperwork I'd been putting off.. I think I have a headache.."
"Well, I know what Oboro and me will do as soon as we get back to UA."
"What's that?"
"Scold the living daylights out of Nezu."
He got a small chuckle out of Shouta at that. "Yeah? You'd scold our boss for me?"
Hizashi nodded, his eyes lit with a determined gleam. "I will scold him so much, he won't have a clue what's happening."
"And then probably flee." He added quietly.
Shouta snickered. "You're so brave, Zashi." He teased.
Oboro grinned. "Glad to hear you're in the mood to tease Zashi again. It was concerning for you not to do that."
Shouta rolled his eyes. "You'll be able to survive for more than ten minutes without my comments." He assured.
"Yeah, yeah, want the blanket or not?"
"Kind of." Shouta hummed. "You'll get a kiss?"
"Count me in~" Oboro grinned.
"Aw, unfair." Hizashi grumbled, flushing brightly when Shouta kissed his cheek.
"Happy?"
"Very."
Hizashi busied himself with setting up a nice blanket fort while Oboro hugged Shouta close to collect his payment.
"Hah! Found you!" Hizashi called out.
Shouta chuckled. "Never boring with him around."
Oboro nodded. "True. I'm glad we're all together."
"Sappy."
"You started!"
Shouta chuckled and kissed Oboro's nose. "I'm glad about it as well." He admitted.
Hizashi strode into the living room and triumphantly held up their fluffiest cat. "I did it!"
"Aw, thanks Zashi." Shouta hummed as he stared at his cat.
"Is there any reason why we have so many glowsticks, by the way?" Oboro asked as he cracked one.
Hizashi chuckled. "Some fans sent them, thinking I'd use them for a party." He hummed.
Shouta gently took his head and cuddled her. "Three's a party, isn't it?"
Oboro snickered. "True."
"Sooo.. movie or not?" Hizashi asked as he situated himself in the blanket fort he'd built around his boyfriends.
Shouta shrugged. "As long as it's not too loud, sure." He agreed.
Hizashi went to do a fistpump and barely managed to avoid destroying the blanket fort.
"Well, someone's certainly excited." Shouta teased with a grin.
Hizashi stuck out his tongue.
"Cute." Shouta hummed in retaliation.
Oboro smiled at their antics. "You're both cute."
"Preposterous." Shouta declared with a deadpan look.
Hizashi was a bit flushed, but he joined in immediately. "No, I can totally see it. Shouta's super cute."
Shouta rolled his eyes. "You're just saying that to mess with me."
"No, you really are cute!"
"Yeah! Well, at least to us."
Shouta shot Oboro a flat look. "I will take that as a compliment or something." He decided.
"So you're admitting it?" Hizashi asked hopefully.
Shouta rolled his eyes. "Everyone has different opinions and I should respect yours. Even if they're kind of garbage."
Hizashi gasped in mock offense. "How could you call my opinions garbage? I also chose Oboro. That's offensive towards him!" He gestured over at Oboro.
"I am so offended." Oboro deadpanned with a blank expression.
Shouta snickered. "What can I do to make it up to you, love? I'll do anything."
Oboro grinned at him. "Admit you're cute."
Shouta frowned. "I was expecting something easier, like dragging around a boulder for several kilometers."
Hizashi grinned widely. "You said you'd do anything~"
Shouta stuck out his tongue. "We all know I just said it to be funny."
"I am hurt." Oboro deadpanned.
"And I'm not cute. Come on, just ask for anything else."
Oboro knocked his head against Shouta's as he thought. "Admit you're adorable." He decided, making Shouta groan in dismay.
"In your skewed and completely biased view, I may be adorable, happy?"
Oboro thought for a moment. "Yeah, that's good enough. Now I'll cuddle you for another five hours and a bit."
Shouta smiled. "Looking forward to it."
Hizashi pouted in the background. "Come on, you can't let that count." He whined.
Oboro chuckled. "I can. He offended me, so my rules count."
Shouta cuddled into Oboro. "I didn't actually offend you, did I?"
"No." Oboro assured immediately. "I found it quite funny."
Shouta looked up at him and gave a small smile. "Thanks."
Hizashi leaned against them both. "I want affection as well.." He whined quietly.
Oboro chuckled. "Cute." He gently pulled Hizashi closer, cuddling into him.
"See? That is cute, I'm not- where did the food go?"
Hizashi paused. "Oh."
Oboro laughed. "Did you really build a blanket fort around the bowls without noticing them?"
There was a beat of silence.
"Yes."
Shouta snickered. "You'll get cuddles from me if you manage to find the food again."
Hizashi slowly slid off the couch with a long, dramatic sigh. "Okayyy..." He dragged out the word as he slowly left the blanket fort.
Oboro smiled. "As soon as you're done, you can cuddle Shouta and I'll heat the food up." He promised.
"Yay."
Shouta chuckled. "I'm looking forward to it. I could heat up the food as well though."
Two "no"s immediately sounded out.
Oboro held him closer. "You had a long day at work. We'll take care of you."
Hizashi moved into his line of vision and nodded. "You'd do the same for us."
Shouta smiled. "Thanks, it's really sweet of you." He gently pet his cat as he relaxed.
It didn't take all that long for Hizashi to find the food. Oboro and him switched places, leaving Shouta to cuddle his other boyfriend.
"Love you..." He whispered quietly.
Hizashi grinned. "What was that, I didn't hear it well. You know, hearing aids and all."
Shouta stuck out his tongue. "I love you, you dork." He repeated, hiding his blush by hugging Hizashi more.
Hizashi cuddled him. "I love you too.. dork."
Shouta gasped indignantly. "Did you just call me a dork, dork?"
Hizashi giggled. "What, you can call me a dork, but I can't? Seems hardly fair."
Shouta grinned up at him. "You are a dork though."
"I heard dork and here I am!" Oboro cheered, sliding into the blanket fort with the food.
Shouta chuckled. "There's our lovable dork."
Hizashi nodded and took two bowls. "And he carries an important delivery."
"I do, hope you'll like it." Oboro hummed. He just kept laying there, halfway inside the blanket fort. "Too lazy to sit." He explained when he saw Shouta staring at him.
"Dork." Shouta decided, making Oboro chuckle.
"Oh no, bad Pudding." Hizashi scolded as Shouta's cat tried to eat some of the food.
"Right, we should probably eat." Shouta hummed.
"... Thanks for taking care of me. You're the best." He whispered before quickly eating something to make sure he wouldn't have to respond to their teasing.
Chapter 68: Kasho Hyoka Izuku oneshot
Summary:
Izuku takes his pranks a little too far and gets scolded by his older brother.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by You ARE precious on Discord.
Chapter Text
Hanging from the ceiling with his cryptid gear was always funny.
Izuku waited in the dark hallway for unsuspecting prey. He hoped someone funny to scare would come along. Maybe Mirio. Or one of the faculty members.
He'd scare them regardless of whether they'd be fun to scare though.
He hummed a little tune to himself as he waited patiently.
~
Mirio walked down the hallway, looking at his phone. He was texting Tamaki and Dabi. Maybe they could hang out soon. Maybe even have a date? He really wanted that.
They were already home and doing their homework. He'd had to stay later because All Might had wanted something. They'd had a little talk about One for All.
Apparently, there were different quirks stored inside of it that All Might had never been able to access.
Due to the fact that he'd been able to use one of the quirks, All Might had given him a notebook with information on the other ones.
There.. wasn't really a lot of information. He'd probably have to figure most of it out by himself.
That was okay though. He was sure Tamaki and Dabi would be willing to help him. As well as Dabi's family. Izuku was good with analyzing quirks.
He wondered when a good time to tell them about this new aspect of One for All would be. It was a closely guarded secret so he wouldn't be able to do so at school.
He hummed as he typed a message asking his boyfriends at whose home they'd stay the next time and when. That way he could prepare-
He frowned when he heard a weird clicking sound. Like claws walking over tile..
He looked around, but there was nothing. Weird. He hadn't even noticed how dark it had gotten. The hallway wasn't lit at all.
He was about to resume walking when he saw something from the corner of his eye.
He frowned and looked over, seeing nothing once again. The darkness of the hallway did nothing to help though. The only light was his phone-
Wait, he could just use his phone flashlight.
He chuckled at his own stupidity and went to turn on the flashlight-
A glitched scream pierced the silence and he stumbled back, falling onto his ass. What the fuck, what the actual fuck?!
He tried to scramble backwards, the notebook and his phone forgotten on the floor as the beast advanced.
Oh. It was just Izuku.
"You little shit, you scared me." He sighed.
Izuku climbed out of his armored suit, giggling at Mirio. "What can I say, your reactions are the best."
Mirio rolled his eyes. "Prepare for a scolding because I will definitely tell this to your brother. Once a week is fine, but seven times is not."
Izuku gasped. "But there's seven days in the week, that's like.. once a day?"
"Izuku, it's Monday."
Izuku blinked. Oh. Right. "Okay, that's.. still unfair, please don't tell him. You've never heard his scoldings, they're dreadful!"
"Which is precisely why I'm doing this." Mirio replied and sent Dabi a quick text message before Izuku could take away his phone.
"Once a week." He warned and walked away.
Izuku groaned in despair. Now he actually had to find a different victim. And listen to his brother scold him. Lucky him.
~
Dabi was playing with his kitten Marshmallow when Izuku returned from UA.
"We need to talk." He said, placing his kitten onto his head with a stern glare.
Izuku sighed. "Your boyfriend really told you."
"Yes, he did. Would you care to explain why you scared him?"
Marshmallow yawned and cuddled into Dabi's fluffy hair. So comfortable. It didn't stop her from sleeping that he was scolding Izuku. She was used to a certain volume from living around Hizashi.
Shouta walked into the room, silently staring as Dabi sternly scolded Izuku while having a cat on top of his head. He really should stop being surprised at such things considering what his family was normally up to.
Chapter 69: Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi
Summary:
Izuku decides to befriend Shinsou.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by J, Honey and Jan on Discord.
Chapter Text
"I'm not here to make friends." Hitoshi said and immediately felt a cold wave of dread wash over him. Something told him that saying that had been a big mistake.
He didn't know quite why though. And he was unwilling to fear something he couldn't even see yet.
He turned around on pure instinct and saw Midoriya march towards him with a bat. Written on it in giant, bold letters was "Friendship".
Ah. So that was what had enticed the fear in him.
A cinnamon roll with a friendship bat.
He had the feeling he should run. Midoriya's smile was just too wide to be genuine and the bat in his arms didn't really make him any less threatening.
"I heard 'Here to make friends'!" Midoriya cheered. Of course he had. Hitoshi watched him for a split second longer before he bolted.
He'd never stood a chance from the beginning though. He simply couldn't measure up to the endurance and strength of a hero course student.
So when he was tackled to the ground after only half a minute of sprinting, he blamed that.
Aizawa just stood in the background, shaking his head in despair. Why were all his students such chaotic problem children...
Hitoshi couldn't count on him for help. Great.
He looked up at his attacker who was pinning him with a wide grin.
He raised the bat and nudged it against Hitoshi's head.
"Boop."
Hitoshi blinked. What.
"You've been infected with friendship." Midoriya declared. "And it's just foam, don't worry." He smiled. "Welcome to the team."
Hitoshi just stared. "Are you... always like this...?"
Midoriya just nodded happily.
Hitoshi sighed. This would turn out to be two very long years.
Chapter 70: Shigaraki Tomura/Todoroki Natsuo
Summary:
Tomura gets his ass handed to him during a gaming tournament.
Though he only wants revenge, maybe he'll get something more.
(Prequel of chapter 9)
Notes:
Rating: G
Chapter Text
Tomura slammed open the door and stomped inside, yanking off the helmet of his cosplay.
Kurogiri looked up from where he was cleaning a glass at the bar. "Usually you're in a good mood after a gaming convention." He pointed out.
Tomura groaned in dismay and collapsed onto a bar stool and subsequently, the bar. "It was awful. There was this really hot guy."
Kurogiri blinked. "I'm not certain I'm qualified to give relationship advice."
"I don't want a relationship." Tomura scoffed at the thought. No, he wouldn't give that smug bastard the satisfaction of getting to date him. "He beat me. Soundly."
"So.. you're upset that you got your ass handed to you by someone hot." Kurogiri summed up.
Tomura opened his mouth to correct him, but there was nothing he could say. It was exactly like that. Someone hot had beaten him soundly.
"What's the problem with being beaten by a hot guy..?"
Of course Kurogiri wouldn't understand. Tomura groaned. "His eyes were pretty and he was very handsome. Because I lost, he didn't even take notice of me..." He didn't whine. Not at all.
"Then you should practise more and beat him? I don't see where the problem is."
Tomura dramatically slid off the bar stool and onto the floor in response to that.
"Tomura, that's disgusting. You don't know how many people might have puked onto that floor."
Tomura didn't want to care, but he winced anyways. "You cleaned it." He grumbled.
Kurogiri sighed. He opened a portal underneath him and placed him back in his seat. "If he bothers you so much, just avoid him."
Tomura groaned. Kurogiri had a point. But the problem was.. he didn't want to avoid Fire_Thrower.
~
Tomura pulled his cap a bit lower when he spotted Fire_Thrower. He was wearing Pokémon clothes this time around, an eevee plush on his left shoulder. He was going as a background character or an npc, hoping to avoid detection from his hot nemesis.
He.. wasn't in luck though. He tried to duck behind a wall, but was approached by someone anyways. It was making him a bit anxious.
He looked up and was glad not to see his nemesis. Just a kid.
"Hi..?"
"You're Dustmaster, right?" The kid asked with a bright smile.
Tomura nodded and showed off his convention pass.
The kid bounced a bit. "Can you please, please give me an autograph?"
Tomura nodded. "Sure. You're the first one who recognised me, congrats."
"I saw your post where you showed off your cosplay! Your eevee is super cute!"
Tomura smiled a bit. "Thanks."
He proceeded to sign the kid's notebook and take a selfie with them. "Have fun on the convention." He told them as he left.
That had been nice. It was what he always looked forward to the most. People genuinely liked him here. It was.. a nice change of pace.
He hummed as he walked along, not really paying attention.
He grunted when he bumped into someone and was about to apologise when he recognised them.
"You!" He said a bit louder than he'd intended to, and maybe he was blushing a little. His face felt hot.
"Me?" Fire_Thrower asked, not really following.
Some people were staring and that made Tomura nervous. "Oh, I mistook you for someone else, sorry, bye!" He quickly dashed for the door.
~
Tomura thumped his head against the wall with an annoyed groan. He could have just.. acted like a normal person. Challenged Fire_Thrower to a rematch. And then he could leave all this behind him.
But no, he'd just had to make a damn scene. Fuckkk.
He stiffened when he heard a voice boom over the speakers. The tournament was about to begin. He had to get moving if he wanted to participate.
~
The tournament couldn't be going better for Tomura. He was wiping the floor with his opponents, grinning all the while his fans cheered him on. He was proud of himself.
There was only one opponent left. One more opponent stood between him and a perfect victory.
Tomura sat down in the chair, looking over at his opponent. He bit back a groan when he recognised him. Of fucking course it was Flame_Thrower.
The man smiled at him. "Hey, sorry for bumping into you earlier."
Tomura's cheeks heated up like the guy's user name and he pulled down his cap, looking away. "Tch, watch where you go next time."
That hadn't been what he'd meant to say at all! Tomura screamed inside his head as Flame_Thrower chuckled. "Sure."
His mental capacity decreased tremendously and the only thought he had was screaming.
Why the everloving heck was that chuckle so amazing? Why was he so handsome? Why so nice? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
He blinked out of his stupor when he heard the announcer start the countdown.
Oh fuck, he had to get his head in the damn game. He had to win. He had to make Flame_Thrower notice him!
~
He'd.. lost.
He'd actually.. lost.
Tomura groaned and let his head fall onto the desk.
He hadn't even been close. He'd lost so badly.
Just because he hadn't been able to take his eyes off Flame_Thrower.
His eyes were just too pretty when he was focused on a game. The way he'd looked so determined with that little smirk, fuckkk.
"You alright?" Fire_Thrower asked instead of the gloating people usually did when he lost.
"Totally." Tomura said, because he didn't need pity. He got up and packed up his things before leaving.
He guessed he'd have another sleepless night as he thought about that handsome bother.
~
Tomura had waited in line all morning to be let into a gaming store. He'd been anticipating the release of this game for months. And now it was finally there.
He could just buy it online, but.. having the game cartridges meant he wouldn't have to waste as much device space just for making the games playable.
So he was standing here, waiting for the gates to finally be opened. He couldn't wait!
As the clock neared the designated opening time, he put away the games he'd used to pass the time. He needed both hands free.
He would get a copy of the game. No matter what.
He took a deep breath and checked his hands over. There was no problem with his gloves, thankfully.
He'd rather not disintegrate the game. He'd have to pay it and he wouldn't even get to enjoy it.
It had.. happened once before. At home. With a controller.
He'd been eight and that experience had made him overly cautious whenever videogames were involved.
Now he just had to wait until he could rush into the store to grab one of the few copies they were selling. If he failed, he wouldn't get to play the game right away.
He might have to.. buy it online.
His eyes widened when he detected movement.
And then they were storming inside. He felt briefly sorry for the employees, but then he spotted the game.
He tried to push through the crowd to get to it faster.
Fuck, fuck, he had to get one!
He grinned when he managed to get his hands on a copy and picked it up to carry it to the counter.
Except, it didn't budge.
Tomura stared. There was someone else holding onto it.
His eyes trailed up a muscled arm and he stared right into Fire_Thrower's face, his own heating up.
Of all people!
"Oh, you're that guy I beat recently." Fire_Thrower realised.
Tomura groaned. "Don't bring that up, please.."
Fire_Thrower frowned. "Well, this is the last copy, so..."
Tomura let go. "Your rank is superior to mine, take it." He grumbled. It.. hurt to admit that. But it was true. He watched silently and with burning cheeks as Fire_Thrower thanked him profusely.
He pretended not to care about how those pretty eyes sparkled. "Yeah, yeah." He sighed and walked to the exit without another word.
~
"Wait!" Someone called after him.
Tomura blinked in confusion but stopped.
"You could come to my place and we can play together!" Fire_Thrower suggested excitedly. "I really want to play with you again. You were a real challenge."
Tomura stared at him. What? He hadn't even managed to get half of Fire_Thrower's score last tournament. "I don't need your pity." He scoffed.
"No, I don't mean it like that! I just really, really want to play with you again. Please!"
Tomura sighed in annoyance. He.. really wanted to play that game. But he didn't want to be anywhere near Fire_Thrower. And he was blushing again.
He guessed it might be okay if he told Kurogiri where he'd be?
"Where do you live?" He asked.
Fire_Thrower chuckled. "College dorms. I usually live in this sweet mansion, but my dad's an asshole."
Tomura nodded. He could relate a bit. What little he remembered of his family wasn't exactly.. pleasant. Though, "I don't believe that mansion spiel." He said. "What even is your name?"
"Todoroki Natsuo. Nice to meet you.."
Tomura was about to say his gamer name before he decided not to.
"Shimura Tenko." He said before he could stop himself. He was such a damn idiot. He wasn't supposed to use that name anymore.
Todoroki grinned at him. "Alright then, Shimura-"
"Please don't use my family name, my parents weren't.."
Todoroki nodded. He seemed like he understood. "Tenko then. And you can call me Natsuo."
Tomura nodded thankfully. "So.. are you going to buy that game? I can't wait to beat your ass."
Natsuo chuckled, a sound that made Tomura flush. Well, he was screwed.
Chapter 71: Midoriya Izuku & Usagiyama Rumi (platonic)
Summary:
Due to having a rabbit quirk, Izuku's biggest rolemodel is the rabbit hero Miruko. Receiving an internship invitation from her is a dream come true.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Snowy on Discord.
Chapter Text
Izuku never would have dreamt for this to happen.
Sure, he had a rabbit quirk, which was a bit similar to Miruko's, but even the thought of getting to intern under her was overwhelming.
He didn't even have rabbit-like features like her. He just looked.. normal. He didn't have any obvious mutations.
His legs were just unusually strong, strong enough that he could hop onto a bus stop without any troubles at all.
And there was the fact that he had mental mutations. Or something like that.
He tended to act like a rabbit more often than not.
Just general fear towards people who had an animal mutation that would see rabbits as prey. Exceeding love for veggies, especially carrots.
He wondered how Miruko would react to him. He'd managed to secure the third place at the sports festival, even with his 'weak bunny quirk' as everyone always said.
Jokes on them. He'd practised his quirk. He'd trained until he'd thought his legs would fall off. And then some more.
He'd trained his whole body though. Just having strong legs wasn't enough. He had to be strong in general if he wanted to be a hero.
Like Miruko.
And now he'd be interning under her!!
He smiled brightly as he clutched his hero costume case close. He'd be at the station any minute now. Then he'd just have to head to the address Miruko had sent him.
It would probably be where he'd be staying at. A hotel or something. Or maybe it was a meetup point? He wasn't sure.
Ah, he had a phone, he could just check.
He almost laughed at his forgetfulness. He placed his case on his lap and pulled the bag on the chair next to him closer. He was a bit paranoid about his belongings getting stolen and destroyed.
Rightfully so though. It had happened often enough. Kacchan was the one usually doing it, but he was sure other people would do it as well.
He had a weak quirk and was practically helpless.
He frowned, lost in thought as he looked up the address. It was a little cafe near the train station he'd be getting off at. So probably a meetup point.
He wondered why Miruko had chosen it. Maybe it had something special she liked a lot. She'd probably be eating or drinking that while she waited for him.
He took a deep breath as he put away his phone. He couldn't wait to meet Miruko. She was his favourite hero. Always had been ever since he'd heard of her.
She had a quirk like his and she was in the top ten. She wasn't weak at all. And he wanted to show everyone that he wasn't weak either.
~
Izuku checked whether all his belongings were still there as he readied himself to get off at his stop.
Thankfully, there was nothing amiss. He had everything and was ready to leave the train.
Which he did a couple minutes later.
He tried not to start bouncing when he hopped onto the platform. He was about to meet Miruko.
Miruko was such an amazing hero, he couldn't wait to meet her!
~
It didn't take him long to find the cafe, thanks to his phone and the fact that he could look at maps with it. Else he probably would have been a bit lost.
He didn't really like talking to strangers. He usually came off as too excitable. He couldn't help it though.
So he just kept interactions with strangers to a minimum. It was better that way.
He smiled brightly and bounced a little as he walked up to the cafe. He was about to meet Miruko!!
He spotted her immediately and quickly checked his phone for the time. Phew, he wasn't late.
He walked over to her, trying very hard to actually walk and not to bounce like an overexcited bunny. He was too excited to manage a proper walk though, so he had a little spring in his step.
"Um.. hi." He greeted softly. He was aware that he was probably smiling very, very widely. He'd just.. never seen Miruko without the TV screen between them before. He was so excited.
Miruko looked up with a grin. "Hey, kid. Have a seat, I ordered carrot cake."
Izuku thought he would cry right then and there because his most favourite hero, the one who had given him hope all those years, had ordered him his very favourite cake.
He only managed a little nod and hopped over to the second chair at the table. He was so happy.
"You like carrot cake, correct?" Miruko asked, apparently taking his lack of response as being sad.
Izuku shook his head quickly, almost managing to make himself dizzy. "No, no. I love carrot cake so much and you're my favourite hero, this is a little overwhelming." He babbled.
Miruko nodded slowly. "Alright, just tell me if you have any problem, I'm here to help."
Izuku nodded vigorously. "You're really, really amazing."
"Thanks, kid. Dig in."
Izuku nodded eagerly and grabbed a fork to take a piece of the carrot cake. It looked so delicious.
He put it into his mouth and chewed with a blissful hum. It was so delicious. He loved it.
He swallowed and beamed at Miruko. "It tastes amazing!"
Miruko grinned. "I'm glad you think so, kid. Eat up and then we'll head over to my place before starting your training."
Izuku nodded excitedly. He couldn't wait.
~
Miruko's place wasn't exactly what Izuku had been expecting.
Though it was hard to really tell what that would have been.
It looked a lot less chaotic than he'd thought. Not chaotic at all, actually. Between being a hugely successful hero and having to do all her own paperwork without any help, he'd expected Miruko to have a bit more trouble keeping her whole living space clean.
But she was absolutely amazing at that. He was impressed. He was still just a hero student and was already having some troubles keeping his room tidy. He just had too much to do and too much on his mind to remember to keep it.
Miruko grinned at him. "I'll give you a tour and then we'll train. Alright, kid?"
Izuku nodded happily. He loved that idea. "Should I wear my hero costume for the training?"
"Yeah!" Miruko agreed. "We might even go on patrol today if your training goes well."
Izuku's eyes widened. Patrol? An actual *patrol* with Miruko?! He'd do his very best during training. He'd try his very hardest and maybe he'd even manage to impress Miruko!
"Well, aren't you bouncy." Miruko said, making Izuku blink.
"Oh, I didn't notice I was doing it, sorry." He apologised sheepishly.
"Are you kidding? You have a rabbit quirk. Acting like a rabbit is only healthy." Miruko pointed out.
Izuku stared at her. It was.. healthy? It was usually perceived as annoying.
Miruko stared at him. "You have a lot to learn, kid. Get changed and we'll train together. I can teach you rabbit things when we're done."
Izuku nodded a bit. He didn't really know how rabbit things would help him become a better hero, but Miruko was in the top ten for a reason. He'd just trust her.
~
After being given a tour by Miruko, Izuku went to the room he'd be staying in and put away his things. Then he changed into his hero costume. He was ready for some training!
He hoped it would be as hard as he liked his training to be. Though, knowing Miruko, it likely would be. He grinned. He couldn't wait!
He tried not to bounce around too much as he waited for Miruko. Though.. she'd said that bouncing in excitement was good? Maybe he should try to suppress it less?
But.. he'd probably get into trouble if he did it at UA during class. Teachers never liked it when he was being disruptive during a lesson.
"Ready, kid?"
Izuku looked at Miruko and smiled. "I'm ready!"
Miruko grinned. "That's what I like to hear!"
~
They headed out, walking through the city.
Izuku looked around attentively. They weren't on patrol yet, but one could never be too sure.
They arrived at a forested plot of land soon enough. Izuku could see an obstacle course and loads of different equipment strewn about.
"Is this where you train?" Izuku asked, gaining a nod.
"I've been training here for years. So.. let's get started!"
"Yeah!"
~
The training turned out to be way harsher than Izuku's own regimen. He loved it.
Miruko had so much experience and she was excited to share it all with him.
He wondered why she usually didn't take any interns. She.. seemed to be enjoying herself immensely.
Maybe he could ask at the very end of his internship. He might even be able to figure it out by himself.
~
Izuku was pleasantly surprised to be taken on patrol in the evening. It was everything he'd been hoping for.
Miruko showed him so many cool things. She even let him join a fight against a villain.
It may have been a little scary, but it had worked out. He hadn't gotten hurt and the villain was on their way to the police station. He'd done well.
Getting praise from Miruko had been.. amazing. He'd liked it a lot.
"Keep up, kid!" Miruko called out as she started hopping up a building.
Izuku stared for a moment before his eyes narrowed. They'd trained this. He could do it.
It was surprising how easy it was to get onto the house. He grinned at Miruko.
"Good job, kid. Let's continue patrolling. And don't worry. I'll look out for you."
Izuku nodded.
~
Izuku sighed as he collapsed into his bed. He was absolutely exhausted. They'd patrolled for so long. And then they'd headed home and eaten something before he got to bed.
He yawned a little. He was so tired.
He reached over to grab his phone and set an alarm for early in the morning. The time Miruko and him had agreed on.
He was exhausted, but also excited for the next day.
Izuku smiled. He was happy that Miruko had chosen him for the internship. He couldn't wait to learn more things from her.
Chapter 72: Midoriya Izuku/quirk flu
Summary:
Izuku gets the quirk flu.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Psychokinetic Silverball on Discord.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Izuku sat at the table, staring down at his food listlessly. He really didn't want to eat. He just felt awful. His whole body felt too cold and hot and he just wanted to sleep for the rest of the day. A small, involuntary shiver went through him.
He wanted to cuddle Todoroki. They were good enough friends, right? He was warm. He liked warmth...
"Wow, you look shittier than usual, nerd." Bakugo scoffed as he entered the kitchen.
Izuku slowly looked up, staring at Bakugo with dead eyes. "I'm fine." He grumbled. Completely abandoning the idea of eating breakfast, he got up to put it away. Maybe someone else would want it?
No, he'd probably make them feel bad as well. He should throw it in the trash and risk Iida yelling at him.
Izuku went to pick up his plate when he felt something build up inside of him. Probably a sneeze.
He took a deep breath and sneezed into his hand, his other one sparking brightly with energy.
There was a bit of pain.
Izuku blinked open his eyes. He'd... chopped the table in half.
Shit.
"Uh..."
Bakugo stared for a moment before he slowly backed away. "Guys, Deku has the quirk flu!" He called out. "Go to your room, it's for your own good."
Izuku blinked in confusion. Why should he have to..
He shook his head a bit. Why was the room spinning around him? He felt bad...
"What..?" He mumbled in confusion. Quirk flu?
"I'm quirkless..??" He tried to point out. Wasn't he? He dimly remembered something. Did he have a quirk?
Right.. there had been that thing with All Might. And.. getting a quirk. All Might's quirk. But.. he had been quirkless. Could he get quirk flu due to his newly acquired quirk..?
He didn't really understand it. Or why he'd have to go to his room. He'd been through worse. It was just a flu after all, right?
He frowned slightly. "I'm fine..." He mumbled. "I can still go to class..."
"Like hell you can." Bakugo scoffed. "You'll just infect us all!"
Izuku blinked. "I.. I have a mask in my room? I'll just wear it."
It would probably make gym lessons quite hard though. It was hard to breathe just normally now and a mask would only amplify that effect.
He felt so dizzy. Would he even be able to run? Let alone participate in heroics class?
He wanted to participate though. He had to. He had to improve. He had..
He had to..
"Aizawa sensei!!" Shoto called as he spotted Midoriya laying on the floor. Bakugo had sent him to check on him. He hadn't thought he'd be knocked out cold though.
Quirk flu was quite.. hazardous with a quirk like his. He set things aflame, froze others. It definitely wasn't something fun.
He silently stared at the table that looked like it had been chopped in half. And Midoriya's arm looked a little red. Had he-
Of course he had.
Shoto sighed and slowly stepped towards Midoriya. He activated his left side, hoping to kill off any bacteria before it could infect him.
Was this what friends did for each other? Midoriya had broken countless bones for him. Well, they hadn't been countless. He just couldn't remember the number. It had made him feel sick when he'd first heard it so he was pretty sure he'd forgotten it on purpose.
He slowly picked Midoriya up, careful to have his face facing away from him. It was a little awkward and complicated, but he managed eventually.
Shoto sighed and slowly moved towards Midoriya's dorm room, careful not to wake him up. Quirk flu was best slept off. That way you couldn't feel as guilty for destroying things and you couldn't fall over when you were already in bed.
He stared at the door for a moment before groaning. Key card.
He cursed Aizawa silently. He probably would have a master key card. That would make all this much easier.
Shoto slowly and carefully set Midoriya down, taking extra care that he wouldn't wake his.. friend up. Thinking about it, having friends was something he'd wished for for a very long time. It was nice.
He took a deep breath and started to slowly search Midoriya's pockets. He had to have his key card somewhere on him. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to return to his room.
He paused. And what if Midoriya had forgotten it in his room with how out of it he'd been? He'd passed out for god's sake.
Shoto groaned quietly, making sure to stay quiet enough not to wake his friend up.
He eventually managed to find Midoriya's key card. He wondered whether Aizawa had actually heard him. He hadn't appeared yet. And if he hadn't heard him, why hadn't the others alerted him?
Or was it time for classes already? Had they left him to deal with this all by himself? He had no idea how to take care of someone sick. Or was he supposed to just.. leave? He didn't want to leave Midoriya alone. He was sick. His mother had always taken care of him when he'd been sick and then Fuyumi had done that after..
He'd rather not think about it. But he'd always had someone who had taken care of him. It felt.. wrong to leave Midoriya alone.
With his father slowly mellowing a little, maybe it was time to test how serious he was with the whole 'I'm trying to be better and you don't have to forgive me'. Skipping class to help his friend sounded like a great test.
He'd.. try to take care of Midoriya. Maybe the internet could help. Normally he'd ask his sister, but she had work. He couldn't just call her.
He sighed. He felt like he was in way over his head. He'd just.. never taken care of anyone before. He was the baby in his family. Everyone just.. took care of him. And his father never would have allowed him a pet. Another thing he'd have to try out at one point.
He blinked. Right, he'd been standing in front of Midoriya's door with the key card in his hand for several minutes.
Shoto took a deep breath and unlocked the door. He felt kind of.. bad about it. He was intruding in Midoriya's private space. He'd been inside of his room quite often, but going in without permission felt.. weird.
He used his foot to keep the door open and carefully picked Midoriya back up. He blinked when his friend cuddled into him. Right. Probably his warmth.
He decided not to think too much about it and carried Midoriya into his room.
It looked close to what he'd seen the last time he'd been there. The familiarity soothed him a little.
Shoto let the door fall closed behind himself, wincing a little at the sound it made. That had been.. quite loud.
He stared at Midoriya unmovingly, trying to gauge whether he'd woken him up. Thankfully, his sick friend didn't stir. He breathed a sigh of relief and carried him over to the bed.
He made sure to cover Midoriya with a blanket after he'd taken off his shoes. He briefly entertained the thought of changing Midoriya's clothes, but quickly scrapped that idea, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. Intruding without permission was one thing. Taking off Midoriya's clothes and putting him into comfortable ones, essentially seeing him half-naked was something inherently different.
He knew that Midoriya was self-conscious about his scars. He barely, if ever, changed his clothes in the changing room with everyone else, always making up some excuse.
Shoto wouldn't dare go against his friend's wishes. He could change his clothes himself after he had forced him to take a shower.
He nodded to himself. He felt a little more comfortable with a bit of a plan. He would take care of Midoriya and he wouldn't fail.
He thought for a moment about his next course of action.
When he got sick, his sister usually made him soup and/or tea. So he should probably ready some soup for Midoriya to eat later. He'd just warm it up when he woke.
That left one little problem.
He had absolutely no idea how to make soup-
Shoto blinked. Something had grabbed him from behind. Midoriya couldn't have hugged him. He was out cold.
He slowly looked down at himself, gulping quietly.
Black.. tendrils? were wrapped around his torso.
Then he was yanked backwards.
Shoto yelped and closed his eyes in preparation of an impact. But he only slammed against a soft mattress. Then there were two arms wrapped around him.
He blinked in confusion and looked down.
Oh.
Izuku had used his quirk to get him close enough for a hug.
He didn't want to get quirk flu though...
He slowly tried to squirm out of the grip, but Midoriya just held him tighter, even squeezing him a bit with his quirk.
Shoto groaned quietly. So much for not catching quirk flu.
~~~
Izuku wasn't aware of much, just that he was comfortably warm with just the right amount of cold. He really liked it.
It made sleeping really nice and easy. He loved it.
Meanwhile Shoto tried to breathe as flatly as possible and used his quirk to heat himself up to try and make sure not to get quirk flu.
Only time would tell if his efforts would safe him several days of trying not to burn the dorms down or piercing them with giant glaciers.
~~~
Aizawa silently cursed himself as he returned to UA. He'd left his class under the supervision of a substitute teacher, aka Vlad King, who'd been excitedly proclaiming ideas for joint training for literal fucking months. He just hoped this would finally make him shut up...
He hadn't expected anyone to get quirk flu that soon and he'd been putting off getting medical quirk suppressors to save his kids students the pain and embarrassment of their quirk going haywire.
He regretted that decision. Midoriya had gotten quirk flu. For the first time actually, according to his medical record. And now he had to suffer all by himself.
He opened the door and stared for a moment. Midoriya was clinging to Todoroki in his sleep. Todoroki was asleep as well.
Aizawa slowly turned away and took a deep breath. Those kids, seriously.
He was just glad that he'd gotten more than one pair of medical quirk suppressors.
He walked over and put them on his students before looking at them again and leaving.
He knew how awful quirk flu was. He went to the kitchen to make soup before he could convince himself otherwise.
Those damn brats were making him go soft.
But.. he didn't mind as much as he would have.
Notes:
"I smashed the dining table?"
"You definitely did."
"Huh..."
Chapter 73: Aizawa Shouta and cats
Summary:
Some teachers hate it when pets appear onscreen during online classes.
Aizawa does not.
Notes:
Rating: G
Idea from NSCM on Discord.
Chapter Text
This oneshot involves online classes in the context of a giant snowstorm that leaves everyone snowed in.
Please don't read it if it makes you uncomfortable.
~
Shouta sighed quietly. The day had been.. boring so far.
In the night, a snowstorm had arrived. A particularly bad one. Nothing was working. Traffic had been shut down completely. There was no way to get to UA. Well, there would be for him, but he didn't want to risk his students getting lost and/or hurt in the storm.
So Nezu had suggested using a video chat feature that the UA website apparently had. Shouta had never used it and he'd had to go to his husband for help. He was much better with those sorts of things.
And now he was monologue-ing to his class about how to stay safe in various disastrous situations.
It was certainly an important topic. But they'd been over this five times already. And they weren't anywhere near done for this time.
Maybe he should just give them a test and make them remember that way. He'd actually been planning for a trip to the USJ. They were snowed in now though.
He was pretty sure his students were getting a little stir crazy. They usually had so many classes outside. And so many gym lessons.
To be completely honest, he was having that problem as well. He was used to patrolling for at least five hours a day, something that was impossible with that snowstorm.
The only positive side was that no criminal could be stupid enough to do anything criminal in that kind of weather. And if they tried, they'd probably freeze to death.
He wondered how many-
Cat.
He stared at the screen and stopped talking as a cat came into view, putting its tiny cute nose against the camera.
Midoriya groaned. "Off, Marshmallow, shoo. You know you're not supposed to be in here when I'm in a video call." He attempted to push the cat off. "Aizawa-sensei won't be pleased."
Shouta blinked. That just showed him how 'well' his students knew him. Probably his own fault though, since he never told them any private information.
"No." He said, making Midoriya freeze and stare at the screen, seemingly realising that he'd had the sound on.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Midoriya apologised immediately, over the insistent mewing of the cat. "He's a stray, I feed him and had to bring him inside because of the storm-"
"Let the cat stay."
Midoriya, as well as most of the other students of 1-A stared at him.
Shouta coughed awkwardly. "I love cats. Let Marshmallow stay." It might make this a little more interesting as well.
At the continued silence of his class, he got up and left. They might believe him if he got his own cat.
He sat back down a minute later, carrying his grey cat Tabby.
At that, his class exploded with noise which made Tabby nervous so he turned off the sound. He watched them silently, petting his cat as he waited for them to calm down at least a little. He noted that Koda had placed a bunny on his shoulder and a cat on his desk.
It took quite a while for everyone to calm down. He noted that Bakugo had to yell at his little group of friends to get them to shut up.
He put the sound back on. "Is it really such a shock that I'd like cats." He deadpanned. Though he knew that every single class of his that had found out had reacted the same. Loud disbelief.
He held up a hand when they went to reply. "I get it, it's surprising I'd care about another life form like that."
"It's really not." Hitoshi piped up.
Shouta rolled his eyes. Of course his son would say that.
"It's not surprising." Another one of his students agreed and Shouta sighed. Damn kids making him go soft.
"Anyways, this is Tabby." He introduced, rubbing his cat's head.
"That cat is a solid grey one, not a tabby." Iida pointed out.
Shouta nodded. "Your brother found it more funny than you did."
Then the class was back to staring, in complete shock that their teacher would be able to make a.. joke.
Shouta stared at his laptop. "As you can see, my home self is different from the one you know, stop staring. We went over this three times. Keep your private life and hero persona completely separate if you don't want to be found by a villain."
He watched them sputter and try to find their words.
"I should teach you how to handle shock better."
"You shouldn't, this is hilarious." Hitoshi hummed with a smirk.
Shouta took a deep breath. "Don't make me come over and dump Tabby on you."
Kaminari laughed. "We're not at school, Aizawa-sensei. You can't do that."
"Right, totally." Shouta agreed. He didn't think he was quite ready to tell his class that he'd adopted Hitoshi.
He decided to just resume the lesson, leaving a couple of his students to stare at him. He did notice that some additional animals popped up. It was quite nice to see all the cats and other animals.
All in all, it had gone better than he'd expected.
Chapter 74: Vigilante Midoriya Izuku
Notes:
Rating: G
Idea from Psychokineticsilverball on Discord.
Chapter Text
Izuku's eyes narrowed. Of course. Of fucking course a hero had spotted him only ten minutes before he would have headed home.
And of course that hero was chasing him now, spewing some stuff about vigilantes being illegal.
Izuku scowled. Chargebolt. Pretty high in the hero ranking, extremely powerful electricity quirk. So powerful that he sometimes, pretty rarely, took himself out with his own quirk.
He had a metal staff. He couldn't use that against Chargebolt. He'd definitely get shocked.
He unconsciously checked whether his hood and mask were still covering him. Satisfied with that, he focused back on sprinting. He reached the edge of the rooftop and leapt without hesitation. He could only hope that the hero chasing him would have a little respect of the height.
There was that brief moment where he felt like he was floating, then he was rolling himself off. He jumped up and kept running. He counted the seconds when he didn't hear an impact immediately and glanced over his shoulder when he got to 7. If the hero had hesitated that long, he'd either given up or found another way. Nobody jumped after 7 seconds of hesitation.
He cursed under his breath when the hero was nowhere in sight. He stopped running. Where the hell could he have gone?
His eyes darted around, trying to find possible hiding spots. He couldn't have gotten far in 7 seconds. ... 13 now.
There was a lot someone could do in 13 seconds. Especially someone with a powerful quirk. It wasn't something he could keep up with. Not without a weapon. Not quirkless.
He shifted and decided to make a run for the next roof. He hoped his movements wouldn't be too predictable. There was a limited amount of ways he could go and there wasn't a single fire escape in sight to get down and access more possibilities.
The longer he stood here, the more he'd be trapped. The hero just had to call backup and wait at the nearest fire escapes. He'd have to go there at one point.
He had to decide on a route. *Now*.
Izuku took a deep breath and started running again.
Then all air was knocked out of him as he was thrown to the side.
He grunted, eyes wide as he was knocked down. Fuck fuck fuck.
He tried to push off his attacker, but they seemed pretty keen on staying on top of him and they were much stronger than him.
He didn't think he'd ever regret not joining his boyfriend's training sessions quite this much. He was terrified. He wasn't just a vigilante, he was a *quirkless vigilante*. There was no telling what they'd do to him.
He stared up at Chargebolt with wide eyes the other wouldn't be able to see through his mask.
There was a brief second where nothing happened, then Izuku decided that he had to do anything to get out of this and kicked his attacker's crotch.
Chargebolt groaned in pain, but his hands tightened instead of letting go. Fuck. Then Izuku felt him shifting so that he was pinning his legs as well.
Izuku heard his breathing speed up more than he felt it. He was fucked. Chargebolt would hand him over to the police. He could get locked away for his whole life because of this. No one cared about quirkless people. *No one*.
The fist colliding with his gut comes as more of a surprise than it should have. He had just kicked a pro hero's crotch.
It leaves Izuku reeling and he could barely breathe. It was hard enough with his mask.
"Bastard." Chargebolt hissed.
When a hand reached up towards his mask, Izuku was powerless to stop the hero. He was still trying to get his breathing under control and stopping to cry seemed like a good idea as well. Just when had he started crying?
All thoughts vanished when the pro hero ripped his mask off.
There went his chances of helping others. He'd enjoyed it while it had lasted. Helping other quirkless people who would normally ignored had been nice.
And now he'd suffer for it.
Izuku heaved a quiet sob as he stared up at Chargebolt. He was done.
He hoped his boyfriend.. he had no idea how he'd react. Would he just leave? Probably.
"Izuku..?" Came a shocked voice he knew so well. Yeah, he'd react like that. And then he'd leave. He'd finally see-
Wait, what was Denki's voice doing here?
"Izuku, what the hell are you doing here?"
Izuku blinked. What?
He stared up at Chargebolt silently. His hair shifted to cover the black streaks and he almost looked like.. Denki.
...
Well fuck.
Chapter 75: Kamakiri Togaru/Shishida Jurota
Summary:
Togaru just wants a nice date with Jurota. Apparently his class doesn't want that.
(they're third years)
Notes:
Rating: T
Chapter Text
Togaru listened to some music as he stood in the kitchen, readying some dinner. He was planning on spending the evening with Jurota. Maybe they could watch a movie while they ate. He knew he could manage to get the whole class to vacate the common room with promises of food.
He glanced up when Tetsutetsu stepped into the kitchen. "What are you cooking? Can I have some?"
Togaru raised a brow. Really? "This is for Jurota and me. Make your own."
Tetsutetsu pouted. "Aw, come on. For your bro?"
Togaru took a deep breath. "Don't make me kick your ass out of the kitchen. This is for me and my boyfriend to enjoy. Last I checked that wasn't you so please kindly fuck off."
He frowned a little as he continued cooking. It wasn't easy and he certainly did not need a distraction. He bit his lip. Almost burned something there, shit.
Tetsutetsu watched him work silently. He wanted something to eat.
He grinned and slowly moved towards one of the pans, activating his quirk as he reached out-
A spatula crashed into his outstretched hand. "Oh no, you don't." Togaru hissed.
Tetsutetsu slowly glanced up at him, chuckling nervously as he peered into his eyes which were almost glowing with anger. He gulped. So dead.
He jumped up and sprinted away as fast as he could, grunting when a spatula nailed him dead center of the back of his head. He didn't stop running.
Togaru stared after him and sighed before turning back to his cooking. This meal should be perfect. He'd promised Jurota his favourite meal and he'd do his best to make it.
~
Togaru sighed in relief when he finally managed to finish cooking. It looked.. quite good. Now he just had to get it to the couch, get Jurota and defend the food while he also bribed his classmates.
That.. he should have bribed them beforehand. Great. Maybe Kendo would help him a little.
He grabbed the two bowls and some cutlery, carrying them to the common room. Dates were.. complicated. They were in the dorms for their own protection since villains were out to get them. Leaving them was only allowed every now and then so they had to do most dates at the dorms. It wouldn't be that bad if there weren't so many people. Especially because a couple were really nosy.
He sighed as he spotted Komori watching him from the couch. "You made food?" She asked with a grin.
"Not for you. Have you seen Jurota?" Togaru replied.
Komori's eyes fixed on him. "What am I getting if I find him?"
Togaru resisted the urge to facepalm. "If this date works out, I'll make lunch and dinner for everyone tomorrow. I don't want anyone stealing our food or disturbing us."
Komori's eyes glinted as she smirked. "Done. Do you want space because you're planning on proposing to him?"
Togaru's face flushed and he almost fumbled the bowls.
"Ooo, who's proposing?!" Tsunotori squealed.
Togaru closed his eyes and silently counted to ten.
"I am not proposing. I just want to have a nice date with Jurota."
Komori smirked. "He's willing to cook twice for all of us if this goes smoothly." She pointed out. "There's clearly something at stake here."
Just in that moment, Kendo appeared in the doorway. Togaru had never been happier to see her. His saviour.
"Kendo-" He was cut off by Tsunotori.
"Togaru wants to propose!!" She squealed in English, bouncing a little.
Togaru felt his soul leave his body as Kendo fixed him with an excited expression. Not her too..
"You two are an amazing couple and I'm glad you finally worked up the courage to ask him!"
Togaru silently turned around, a neutral expression on his face, and walked away.
No thank you. He was not dealing with that. They could eat in Jurota's room.
"Come back, we need to see the ring!" Tsunotori called out.
Togaru just headed to the elevator and clicked the button to make the doors close faster. He was done with their shit.
He took a deep breath as he rode the elevator to Jurota's room. He might have screamed a bit in frustration and embarrassment.
He stopped when the elevator slowed down and the doors opened. He slowly stepped out, careful to keep the bowls steady and headed over to Jurota's room.
Maybe it wasn't what he'd been planning, but eating in his room and then watching a movie on a laptop could be nice as well?
He stopped in front of the door and frowned a little. Yup.. how to knock.
He carefully balanced on one leg and kicked the door three times. He hoped that counted as knocking.
Usually he'd get an answer immediately. A 'I'm coming' or 'be right there'. Sometimes his answer was the door being wrenched open immediately.
But not this time. There was no response at all. Not even some shuffling that indicated that Jurota was moving around inside.
...
Jurota liked taking the stairs. Had they seriously passed each other? Was Jurota waiting on him in the common room?
... in the common room where the girls were talking about their engagement.
His face heated up and he barely managed to keep holding onto the bowls. The food was also getting cold. He groaned and carefully bumped his head against the door.
Why... why did the universe hate him so much...
He took a deep breath and decided to head down the stairs this time. Maybe they wouldn't pass each other that way.
.. he just hoped his boyfriend wouldn't have the same idea.
He groaned in despair and headed for the stairs. He shouldn't have dragged the food around. Seriously. Why...
He could have just called Jurota back when he'd been in the kitchen. Then he wouldn't have had to deal with Komori, Tsunotori and Kendo making assumptions.
And.. maybe he was getting so flustered because he had been thinking about it. Proposing to Jurota.. he kind of wanted to. But he wasn't sure whether they were ready.
They just.. they had so many exams coming up. Or something.
Who was he kidding, he was just making up excuses because he was too much of a wimp to ask. They could be engaged and get married later. But.. getting engaged sounded so nice. He really wanted to do that.
He ignored the way his face heated up at the thought. They'd been together long enough to entertain such thoughts. Right?
He pushed open the door to the common room and stepped inside. His eyes landed on Jurota and he smiled. He paused a little when he saw the strange look on his face. He looked.. kind of desperate? That was worrying.
Togaru blinked in confusion when Jurota walked towards him and got down on one knee.
Then he pulled out a tiny box and opened it.
The bowls tumbled to the ground as Togaru's arms went slack.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Jurota winced and stared at the shattered bowls and the food on the floor. He glanced back up at Togaru. "Uh... this was supposed to be a proposal." He mumbled. "Marry me..?"
Togaru stared. He looked down at the spilled food and the shards of porcelain laying around, then up at Jurota. "What..?"
His brain was having a hard time keeping up.
Jurota frowned in confusion and a bit of concern. "You don't have to say yes." He assured.
Togaru wanted to say yes, but he couldn't get his mouth to work.
Jurota winced a little. "I wanted to wait until we graduated, but Komori, Tsunotori and Kendo said you wanted to propose so I panicked."
Togaru blinked. He slowly moved his eyes to stare at his traitorous classmates. He hadn't uttered a single word yet.
Komori, Tsunotori and Kendo felt distinctly that they had fucked up big time.
"Yes." Togaru whispered and headed towards the three girls, his quirk activating. Two sharp blades grew out of his forearms as he advanced on them.
Jurota kind of just stared at the spot where Togaru had been a moment before. He.. he'd said yes. He'd agreed to..
Wow...
Well, he was happy. Even if he wasn't really sure what was going on.
He guessed that was okay though. The screams of his classmates weren't even that loud.
Chapter 76: Midoriya Izuku/Monoma Neito
Summary:
Izuku never expected that grocery shopping could be a threat to his life.
How wrong he was.
Notes:
Rating: T
(someone gets stabbed)
Chapter Text
Izuku hummed a little tune as he walked through the aisles of the grocery store. He was quickly picking up a few things. His husband hadn't been able to join since he was cooking dinner for them.
Neito was making him katsudon, his absolute favourite food. Meanwhile he was getting a couple things they might need over the weekend. They both had two days off and they'd use every single second of them.
Between him being the number one hero and Neito being a respected underground hero, it was hard to spend time together. It was alright though. They loved each other and they always found a way to make it work.
Izuku sighed happily. He loved Neito so much. He couldn't wait to get home. They'd eat together and watch some movies while cuddling. And the day after that they could start their planned date marathon.
He smiled. It had been Neito's idea. A way to make up for the last couple months where they'd been too busy to exchange much more than the occasional kiss. He was really looking forward to properly spending some time with his husband.
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud slam coming from multiple directions at once.
Izuku frowned. It sounded like.. very heavy doors slamming shut. Was there a villain attack? Was the place going into lockdown?
He scanned the shelves for an empty spot and placed down the basket. If it was nothing, he could just return and continue shopping.
He nodded to himself and went to check it out.
When the lights flickered above him, he immediately knew that it couldn't be because of natural causes. The timing was too off. He had to be careful now.
Izuku frowned as the lights turned off. He used the veil of darkness to sneak to the entrance of the store. Contrary to popular belief, he was actually pretty good at stealth.
The worried and panicked shouts around him were hard to ignore, but he had to check what was going on first. Calming down civilians with no information was near impossible.
Izuku finally reached the front of the store.
He blinked. Okay. It hadn't been the shop he was in. The doors were still open. It could have been the whole mall though. He took a deep breath and headed for the doors to check.
The screech from the speakers caught him completely off-guard. He clamped his ears shut.
Izuku slowly removed his hands from his ears as the noise ceased. It still hurt, but there was a chance the people responsible would explain their plan. Some dumb villains did.
And as if some higher power had heard him, someone started narrating their plan. That was the end of Izuku's luck though.
"In this mall, the number one hero is shopping right now!" The person, probably villain, announced.
Izuku slowly moved back into the shadows, pressing his teeth together. Great. It wasn't like he tried to keep his civilian persona separate from his hero one. Thank you so much.
"If you don't want to be blown to bits- there's a bomb by the way." The nonchalant way the villain said it sent a shiver down Izuku's spine. "If you don't want to be blown up, you have to kill the number one hero."
It felt like cold water had been poured down his back. Izuku could barely listen as the villain prattled on about the quirk erasing field that was set up around the building. He tried to use his quirk for a moment before he gave up. It just.. wasn't there. He was pretty much quirkless.
The realisation sent a bolt of panic through him. He was quirkless. The mall was packed. There were so many people there. They would all die if they didn't kill him. And.. they had people to return to. Families and kids and partners.
And while he had that as well, he was just.. one person.
One life for the lives of many.
It wasn't hard to imagine what everyone would choose. Or just.. a majority. He wasn't naive. He didn't expect them to think that it was just a bluff or something.
They were terrified. And they had so much to lose.
~~~
Izuku pressed his back against a shelf, breathing heavily. He kept it as silent as possible. Unfortunately, his green hair and freckled face were unmistakable. He'd tried to disguise himself, but it hadn't taken long for someone to notice and relay the information to other people.
Additionally to that, the villain kept informing everyone of his position. He hadn't gotten a break in.. he didn't know how long this had been going on.
"The number one hero is hiding in the sports article store, aisle 6 like a coward." A voice announced over the speakers.
Izuku took a shaky breath. He couldn't just hurt civilians, even if they tried to kill him. They weren't doing this of their own volition, they were being coerced and forced. He couldn't punch them. He just-
Izuku flinched when a flashlight was shone at his face, temporarily blinding him.
"There he is!" Someone shouted.
Izuku bit back a whimper and scrambled upright. A figure appeared at the other end of the aisle. No escape. Fuck. Fuck.
Izuku breathed heavily as the two figures advanced slowly. He felt like he was back in middle school. Small, powerless, being hunted by people he couldn't even touch without looking like the bad guy.
"Why are you so selfish?!" One of them shouted. It caught Izuku off-guard. It shouldn't. He just needed to find a way to locate the bomb and then everyone would be safe. The villain hadn't told them a time limit. He didn't have anything to work with!
"We have families! Kids! Partners! Let us go back to them!!"
Tears collected in Izuku's eyes. He didn't want to be selfish. But he didn't want to die. The thought of Neito waiting and waiting only to get a call that he'd been killed by a mob of desperate civilians.. His heart broke at the thought.
"You.. you don't want to do this." He said slowly, trying to sound as calm as he had to be. He was so fucking scared.
"Of course I don't! But dying is something I want less!!"
Izuku's breath stuttered as the man launched a knife at him.
He leapt to the side and scaled the shelf next to him, silently sending a prayer that Aizawa sensei's stupid, sadistic climbing lessons had stuck at least a little bit.
A hand latched onto his leg and his eyes widened. No. No no no, they had knives. Fuck, please no.
He bit his tongue to stifle the scream as pain seared up his leg. Blood dripped down, shocking the one holding his leg enough to let go. The knife was ripped out of him and it hurt.
Izuku pulled himself onto the shelf, eternally grateful for adrenaline and quickly scooted to the opposite edge to be out of throwing distance.
Shit, fuck, fuck. He was so fucked.
He regretted taking a moment to breathe. He regretted coming to this mall. He regretted not taking better care to hide his face. He regretted everything.
He just wanted to get back home. He didn't want to die. He didn't. He'd just managed to achieve his goal. He hadn't been a hero for long enough to just die-
A hand appeared next to his head and he screamed. He slammed his hands onto his mouth, but the damage was done. The ones who hadn't found the sports equipment store yet definitely knew where he was. He was completely and utterly fucked. He couldn't run anymore, not with an injured leg. It hurt so much. He didn't want to move, but he had to. His breathing stuttered as another knife appeared in the hand that grabbed the shelf right next to the first one.
He wanted to push them off. He would have done that if this was a villain. Someone he could fight without guilt because they were strong enough.
But this was a civilian. He didn't know how fragile they were. He could kill them if he wasn't careful.
Then the hands were gone and a yelp sounded out.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY HUSBAND!!!" Someone roared and all Izuku could do was sob in relief. Neito. Neito had managed to get in here. Neito was there. Neito was saving him.
"THERE'S NO FUCKING BOMB! DON'T BELIEVE ANYTHING VILLAINS TELL YOU!!!"
There was a wet slap. "This stupid fucking- I SAID GET THE FUCK AWAY!! CALL AN AMBULANCE OR I'LL TEAR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU APART!!!!"
"I.. I'd prefer a hug." Izuku sniffed, wincing as he moved a bit to look down. Neito had apprehended what seemed to be the villain, if the stupid getup was anything to go by.
"He looks as dumb as I imagined..." Izuku mumbled. And okay, maybe he was getting a little floaty. Probably blood loss. Which was fair. He wondered what the civilian had done to his leg. And there was also that ongoing anxiety attack. Maybe even a panic attack. That was.. pretty bad for feeling calm or staying aware or whatever.
Just.. they really would have killed him. They would have just..
"Hold on, I'm coming up. I've got the holy grail."
It was hard to concentrate, but Izuku held on as well as he could. Neito had Recovery Girl's quirk with him. He'd probably sensed that he would be in trouble.
"How exhausted are you?" Neito asked seriously as he readied the quirk.
Izuku frowned. How exhausted.. "Lot." He mumbled.
Neito paused for a moment before nodding to himself. He could work with that. He had a lot of experience using Recovery Girl's quirk.
He leaned down and gently kissed Izuku's head.
He paused for a moment before pulling back. "Better?"
Izuku groaned softly in reply. He was fucking exhausted. He just wanted to sleep. But the pain was a little less and the wound was only dripping slowly. Which was nice, he guessed. Yay, less blood loss.
Everything was so hazy though. A hand carded through his hair which was incredibly nice. He just wanted to sleep..
~~~
When Izuku woke up, he could immediately tell by the scent that he was in a hospital.
That skill should probably be worrying. More worrying should probably be why he was in a hospital. Since he couldn't really remember, he gathered that he was probably high on painkillers. So he had gotten injured.
y a y
He slowly opened his eyes, wincing slightly.
A finger poked his cheek. "Stay down."
He glanced at the hand the finger belonged to and then his husband. He looked worried. That was nice. He'd probably waited by his bedside.
And oh right. The mall incident.
"Did you find the groceries?" He mumbled softly.
Neito pulled back his hand and stared at him unamusedly. "No, I was too busy being worried about you."
Izuku nodded slowly. That made sense. "Thanks. For everything. Coming, saving me, worrying." He yawned softly. Strong painkillers, how nice.
The hand that ran through his messy hair made him relax.
"Of course. You should sleep more. Then I can heal you and kidnap you from the hospital to take you on a date."
Izuku huffed out a soft laugh. "Alright."
Chapter 77: Asui Tsuyu/Kouda Kouji/Tokoyami Fumikage
Summary:
Fluff
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by Mixed on AO3.
Chapter Text
Koji sat by the pond, staring out at the calm water in silence. The waterlilies looked lovely.
It was a nice day. The sun was shining and there were barely any clouds.
After a long day of hero school, relaxing like this was incredibly nice.
Then, one of the bigger lily pads started moving slowly. Upon further investigation, he could see a small frog on top of it.
At this point, he was used to it. He smiled a little and waited for-
The lily pad rose further into the air and Tsuyu, who'd been under it, grinned. "Got you!"
The frog called out in shock and jumped into the water.
Koji smiled in amusement as he watched. He waved his hand a little to catch her attention and started signing when he had her attention. 'Water's nice?'
Tsuyu nodded and ribbited at him. "It's great. Nice and cool. Are you sure you don't want to join me?"
Koji nodded. 'I might later, but I want to eat first.'
"I'll join when dinner arrives." She decided before diving again.
Koji watched her with a content sigh. Days like these were the best. He closed his eyes once he lost sight of her and leaned back, laying down in the grass. The sun felt comfortably warm on his skin.
He didn't know how long he laid there before being interrupted. It wasn't a bad interruption though.
"Koji." Fumikage chirped. "Where's Tsu?"
Koji opened his eyes and peered up at him with a soft smile before pointing at the pond. 'Diving.' He signed.
Fumikage nodded and plopped down next to him. "Can you get her out?"
Koji nodded. He got up and approached the pond, staring until he spotted a fish. He asked it to get Tsuyu.
He smiled as the fish disappeared from his view and went over to sit down next to Fumikage, who had used the time to place down their dinner.
'Looks delicious.' Koji signed. He flushed when Fumikage kissed his cheek.
"Glad you think so." Fumikage hummed. He placed down a towel for Tsuyu and started eating.
Koji nodded slowly, still a little stunned. He didn't think he'd ever get used to that.
Tsuyu hopped out of the lake, a smile on her face. "Got your message."
Koji smiled. Before Tsuyu could approach them, Dark Shadow grabbed the towel and gave it to her.
"Thanks." She hummed, starting to dry herself off. She didn't particularly mind, but her boyfriends were less likely to cuddle her when she was dripping wet. Besides, she was a little cold.
Koji blinked when Tsuyu moved his arms and just sat down on his lap. Her clothes were still soaked, but he didn't mind all that much. He had promised to join her later after all.
"You're warm." Tsuyu said simply as she leaned against him.
Fumikage hesitated for a moment before leaning against his side. "You're right." He mumbled. "Comfy."
Koji smiled. He wrapped an arm around Fumikage and pulled him closer. 'Thanks.' He fingerspelled with his free hand.
Tsuyu closed her eyes contently. "Warm sun and warm boyfriend. Perfect." She mumbled.
Fumikage hummed. "Yeah, I'm not that warm. I got you food though."
Tsuyu nodded. "Thanks. It looks really good, but I'm too comfy to move."
Dark Shadow chirped and moved over to the food, picking up Tsu's plate. He placed it on her lap and retreated back to the shadow Fumikage was casting.
"Thanks." Tsuyu mumbled, starting to eat.
Koji smiled a little as he hugged them close. He was really lucky.
Chapter 78: Koda Koji/Shishida Jurouta
Summary:
Koji and Jurota get a rare day off. They go on a date to cool off from their hectic week.
Fluff.
Notes:
Rating: G
Requested by RandomYellow on AO3.
Chapter Text
Breaks were always very much appreciated, with how packed their schedules were while studying at UA. The hard workload was to be expected though. Learning how to be a fully fledged hero within three years was no walk in a park.
So, they were doing exactly that to calm down. Taking a walk in a park on a beautiful sunny day.
Jurota had a bag slung over his shoulder and was conversing with Koji quietly, who was answering him with signs.
"I packed lunch for us. And a picnic blanket." He flashed his boyfriend a smile. "I hope we'll be able to enjoy it without being called away on a mission by our work study agencies.
Koji nodded in agreement. 'I like spending time with you.' He signed. He had to walk a little sideways to make sure Jurota caught all his signs, but he didn't mind that.
'I've been practicing my handling of bugs. I'll be able to keep them away from our food.' He was quite proud of that achievement, having spent hours trying to understand and accept the little animals. It had turned out that they weren't so different from other animals. Just.. still a little creepy.
The beaming smile he received upon sharing those news made his heart flutter with joy. Like a butterfly. Which was a not-creepy insect. His cheeks heated up a bit.
'Afterwards we could play a bit.' He suggested. It was healthy for Jurota to engage in lighthearted play every now and then. Besides, they both enjoyed it immensely. Whether they played fetch, frisbee, or just ran around a bit. The park was the perfect place to do so.
"I'd love that." Jurota agreed. "You think that spot would work?"
Koji looked at the spot he was indicating, a nice patch of grass with a couple trees, and enough sunlight to warm them in the crisp late February air. 'It's great.' There was more than enough space to run around, and there were even a couple small lakes in the distance. It was also far enough away from the main paths that they wouldn't be disturbed by anyone.
Koji followed his boyfriend, who put down his bag and set up the picnic blanket. It was a nice, red and white checkered blanket, like the ones couples used during picnics in movies and such. Jurota's blanket, however, had some nice isolating plastic on its underside, that would keep the humidity from seeping through.
They both took off their shoes and placed them in the grass before stepping onto the blanket.
Jurota smiled as he sat down. "I packed /a lot/." A slight chuckle escaped him. "Maybe a bit too much. But I made all your favourites."
Koji positioned himself next to his boyfriend, and leaned against him to catch a glimpse of the bag's contents. True to his word, Koji could spot all his favourites. 'Impressive.' He signed with a smile. 'How about a kiss to show my appreciation?'
Jurota flushed a lovely shade of red. "I um.. I'd like that." He agreed.
Koji smiled and leaned towards him, slotting their mouths together with ease. Kissing Jurota felt great, and he was glad they weren't stumbling around each other awkwardly and shyly anymore. He placed his hands on the other's shoulders and pressed in closer before pulling back.
'I really want to taste the food you made.' He signed, when he noted how disappointed Jurota looked at the shortness of the kiss. A small smile formed on his face. They could have more of that later. 'You can kiss me all you want once we're back at the dorms.' He added.
"That's so long." Jurota mumbled with a bit of a frown, which made Koji chuckle.
'Maybe after we're done eating.' He amended.
They set up the food and dug in. Koji was delighted by how amazingly Jurota had cooked his favourite foods. He could practically taste all the love and care put into making them.
'Delicious.' He signed after devouring a particularly good onigiri.
Jurota chewed and swallowed before speaking. "I made some of them bunny shaped." He used his chopsticks to nudge a couple normal ones aside.
Koji's eyes widened. "Amazing.." He whispered. 'They're so cute!' He signed excitedly. 'They're almost too good to eat!'
Jurota smiled. "I'm glad you like them." It was nice to watch Koji fawn over the little bunny onigiri. It had taken a while to get them to look right.
Jurota glanced over at his comm. It had been almost an hour since they'd left, and they hadn't been disturbed once.
'We're not getting interrupted because I got Monoma to cover for us in case of an emergency.' He informed Jurota. In case their specific quirks were needed, Monoma could copy them with the DNA he'd provided him with.
Jurota stared at him. "But he doesn't get along well with your class." He reminded.
Koji smiled. 'He doesn't get along with the loud ones. They're pretentious, in his opinion. And I get brownie points for being your boyfriend.'
Jurota stared at him for a moment. "You figured out how Monoma ticks. And made peace with him, maybe even made friends with him. So we could have a calm and uninterrupted date?"
Koji hummed. 'Basically.' He agreed. 'I also brought the frisbee.'
"I love you." Jurota mumbled, before flushing.
Koji smiled. "I love you too."
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