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Aizawa wasn’t a person that many wanted to be close to. His homeless and expressionless appearance made most run away, if they didn’t, his dark humor made them go away. But still he found himself with friends in his first year in Yuuei.

Nemuri and Hizashi stuck to him. And later on the year, so did Tensei. And for the first time, he won a nickname that he didn’t absolutely despise. Given the fact that he was a bittersweet person, that not everyone liked, and even if they said it wasn't because of it, Shota knew that it was deu his goggles also.
And without noticing years passed, the nickname and his friends stuck. They all become pro-heroes, and two of his three friends were teaching with him in Yuuei. Tensei had thought of taking the teaching license but he still hadn’t had the time. And that’s how he had gotten free from teaching his brother and passed the duty to Shota. And oh boy was it a ride…

Let’s start with Tenya's friends. Uraraka Ochako was a sweet girl, and had a good handle on her quirk. She was also a good friend by the quantity of times she had encouraged them. Tsuyu Asui was a frog-like girl given her quirk, and was a rather blunt person in general. Todoroki Shoto, was the son of the number two hero and he was a rather quiet boy until the sports festival, when the last member of the group made him give the first step in passing the trauma of his father, and started using his fire, that until that moment had never once been used.

Then the last member of the group, Midoriya Izuku. He was a boy that was about to fail the entrance exam until the 0 points robot appeared and destroyed it to save Uraraka, winning 100 rescue points, placing second on all examinees. But the way he destroyed his bones made Aizawa crunch his nose, especially knowing that he would be placed in his class. His self destructive mindset being something that he would have to correct if he wanted to stay in his class. Which he ended up doing, for the most part.

It was with great surprise that when Midoriya threw the baseball for the second time, after Aizawa had erased his quirk, -not wanting the boy to actually brake his arm, to only throw a stupid ball- his arm didn’t brake, the boy was engulfed in green lightning by all of his body and the ball flew with actually a great speed and gave Midoriya the second largest throw of the whole class, only losing to an infinity.

“Why didn't he do that on the exam? Did he only really put effort in training after the exam? Which was a very illogical thing to do?”

That exam was also the first year in which Aizawa didn’t expel anyone. His friends teased him saying that he was going soft or that someone took him out of the earth.

Then, the boy broke his arms in an exercise with All Might, and he was just like...Why? Why did that problem child break his goddamn arms?

-Actually, I lost my focus during the fight. Memories came back and I lost control of the power. It’s not like I had a long time to actually have a better hang of my quirk, than I do now…

-What do you mean Problem Child?

At his statement, Midoriya tensed a little, but tried to control. If Aizawa wasn’t a pro-hero he would have missed the change of posture, actually if he wasn’t paying a lot of attention, it didn’t mean anything because even with the years of experience he had reading people, he would have missed it. He was just making Aizawa have more questions.

-My quirk only showed on the day of the Entrance Exam. Me destroying the robot to save Uraraka-san was my first time using the quirk, hence why I broke my arms, and legs.

Aizawa’s eyes were wide open and his mouth was hanging open. Never had been the case of such a late quirk apering, even if it was destructive, in his childhood it wasn’t that strong and would gradually get stronger. So why did it happen only now?

-So, you were quirkless until the exam day?
The realization dawned quicker than anything. This child...Aizawa knew how tough life for those with weeks or villainous quirk was...And had a vague idea of how tough it was for the quirkless these years. He had stopped one too many from jumping or ending their lives.

Midoriya just wanted to cry knowing, that probably, now his sensei -who was Erasearhead and he was o cool and he fought basically quirkless and when his quirk didn’t work against the mutant he would fight quirkless- would probably expel him exactly because of it. He was just waiting for them to expel him, and call him a liar...Like his previous principal did when he received the email needing his files to UA.

-Midoriya, I want you to have weekly sessions with Hound Dog, he has a psychology certificate that allows him to help the students. It...It must haven’t been easy all those years, and you need to be healed here -Aizawa pointed to his arms in casts - but also here -Aizawa now put his hand on the soft green locks.

Midoriya Wanted to cry. He never really knew how to deal with positive emotions, since he had never really had things to be happy about since he was diagnosed quirkless. He had never allowed himself to feel anything, feeling something was like going on the death ride to die.

Aizawa was never good at comforting people, but when it came to comforting Izuku, he just placed his large hand on the other’s softer than it looked hair and gave some ruffles while the boy stopped crying.

Recovery Girl had entered when Aizawa told Midoriya that he would like him to have counsel. She was really surprised by how he interacted with the boy. Aizawa was never one for physical contact, much less initiated by him, yet here he was actually giving good advice to the boy, and actually comforting him instead of looking embarrassed by not knowing what to do to stop the boy from crying.

When Midoriya stopped crying, she entered the office that she had left to give them some privacy, after a few minutes.

-So Midoriya I suppose you have enough energy to accelerate your healing, but you will most likely sleep here for today.

Aizawa didn’t miss once again how the boy seemed to flinch at the thought of having to sleep at the infirmary. -You will be way too tired to even wake up till at least 9 PM, and I still need to check your healing process after.

-I don’t have a choice do I?

Midoriya seemed afraid of something, that something was another story. Aizawa wouldn’t know the reason until later in the year. After many attacks on the class, and Midoriya actually becoming a target by the League of Villains, a system of dorms was installed.

His mother was actually the last parent on the list, and also the first to reject that the boy even came back to the school. Claiming it was too dangerous and that she wanted her baby boy near her. And how he had been hurt so much since enrolling in UA. Red flags rising with which sentence that the mother spoke.

-Mss. Midoriya your son would be in danger every day of him being a hero. It isn’t new that villains target heroes everyday, it is, however, an unfortunate incident that your son had become a target even before his career started correctly. UA is still the number 1 hero school in Japan, where he would have the proper conditions to grow as a good heroe, not only capable of protecting the others but also himself from those villains. Besides, the teachers would be close to the students at all times, and wouldn’t be able to leave UA without permission and or a tracker or teacher. UA would provide the safest conditions for your son at this moment.

All Might was flabbergasted. Never had he heard the man speak so much, and in the defence of someone. He would agree the man had some strong arguments.

Looking at his successor he was shocked to see the boy with tears on the corners of his eyes, that never had the chance to fall, and a sweet smile, a little one. Almost private, and so different from his usually so big smiles that he spread for everyone.

When they were going away, Mss. Midoriya left Izuku to take them to the door, after having agreed to let Midoriya live in the dorms. Once outside, and giving his goodbyes and until the next few days, he left. Aizawa stayed behind for a few minutes talking to the boy, something that All Might couldn’t hear. He never dared to turn back and confirm.
After All Might left, Izuku grabbed the shirt of Aizawa-sensei. When the man looked at the boy he saw such bright green eyes, and such a happy smile, even if small.

-Thank you Aizawa-sensei. I didn’t actually think my mom would ever allow me back in UA, nonetheless in dorms.
And without thinking Izuku hugged his teacher. He was just happy he wouldn’t be leaving Yuuei where his friends were, and where All Might graduated from and was now teaching.

It took a few seconds for Aizawa to understand what was going on, but he hugged the boy back.

-Midoriya, is your mom always like that?

-If you mean, overprotective of me, yes. Ever since I was a child and was actually diagnosed as quirkless, suddenly I couldn’t go in the monkey bars or on the swings. She was always over me.

-You don’t feel that comfortable around her right?

His voice dropped a little, just so that the woman wouldn’t hear him speaking, something that he noticed Midoriya Doing when he spoke.

-It’s just suffocating sometimes. If she’s home I can’t even be in my room. I have to be in the living room.

-After you are installed in the dorms, come talk to me okay? This isn’t something we can ignore actually.

-I thought it was normal...Until this year. Since I kind of, like, Iida-kun and Uraraka-san are my first friends.

-I understand. Still we will need to talk.

-Of course sensei.

-Good, now we are going, there are still a few things we need to do about the dorms.

Aizawa left and Izuku came back. His mother was looking weird at him, and he didn’t know what or why. It passed by his head that she might have listened to what he said, but he quickly shut down the idea.

The rest of the days passed as the class packed and moved to the dorms. Inko still looked weird at her son when she thought that he couldn't see her.

The dorms were a mess. There were bags and boxes in the entry and nobody knew whose were whose. Luckily he had been smart enough to have a name in his stuff.

After being installed, Aizawa came to talk to them about the rules of the dorms. And after it, he and Izuku talked about his mother, and it got to the subject of his dad not being present in the picture since he was diagnosed quirkless.

The doctors never really got wrong when they diagnosed someone, so Shota was with a foot behind. Izuku explained a little bit more about the bullying, and how Bakugo was actually one of the main characters that instigated it, but nobody outside him had really the courage to do it. And also, Bakugo had been trying to reconcile with Izuku, without imposing it on the green haired boy. He was just being nicer in some ways than others, and rebuilt the path to their friendship once again.

Then Hosu happened. Aizawa never thought he would have so many grey hairs at the age of 26. Three of his students took down the Hero Killer, who had taken down and killed several pro-heroes, with years of service behind their skills. His class had big promises on the Hero world, but he just wished that they would be good students that stuck close to the pro-heroes that had given them the chance to be on the field. And that didn’t go after villains or vigilants on their own. But then Kamino happened, Bakugo got kidnapped and of course the problem child had to be there. WHY THE FUCK WAS HE EVEN THERE? He was supposed to be at the hospital, having broken his two arms...Fighting a villain of class A. God, Midoriya Gave him so many headaches, and he had to be always wondering where the boy was since he could be doing anything and then of course he had also to become Nedzu student, because it seems like Midoriya had analysis on pro-heroes, villains and his classmates so good that sparked the interest of the stoat. At this point, Aizawa shouldn't know if he was supposed to be proud of Midoriya or be terrified of the boy. He should be afraid of anything that had sparked the principal interest.

Kamino could have landed on a different length if not for Midoriya, who somehow had remembered that Aizawa could stop that villain’s quirk, and how to get Aizawa there? Kurogiri and how would that be safe? Shinso, since the boy could mind control the villain and get Aizawa there and in safety to help All Might. But shouldn’t that bring too much attention to the underground hero? No, let’s have Todoroki make a fucking ICE CASTLE on the field to hide away from the camera’s.

The castle was a bitch to defroze, but some kids had fun there and good pictures were taken there, since it became a temporary monument of one of the biggest and most dangerous fights ever.

Then finally second year came and his class was one of the strongest ever graduated. The big three passed directly to the top three students in his classroom. Midoriya Izuku, Bakugo Katsuki and Shoto Todoroki. However most of the class wasn’t that far away from them. They with no doubt were strong, and that got the Public Hero Commission attention. They started doing small missions, most of the time helping pros and gaining more experience now that they had the basics over the first year.

They still had classes, but there weren’t that many, only the theory, and Aizawa had never been more proud of a class.
But still, something had been off from Izuku for a few weeks, and nobody really noticed. Not that he knew. And taking matters in his hands he found out what was wrong. He had started smoking, and had now become in the process of quitting. That was why he was acting differently.
Midoriya at that moment cursed himself for telling Aizawa without thinking. He was his teacher! His heroics teacher was always telling them to be healthy and avoid any vices.

Aizawa was surprised, but not really. Midoriya was one of the most popular students and had some of the most difficult missions dealt by the class, and besides normal classes he still had the 1 hour meeting with Nedzu that seemed to suck all the energy left on the boy.

-You know there are other ways to relieve stress that do not harm your body, right? If you were that stressed to begin with, you could have told someone. You can ask for help too.

Midoriya Was happy that his teacher only condemned him for not being a healthy way to deal with stress.

-I...I didn’t know how. Everyone seems to always have such big expectations for me… I just didn’t know how to deal with everything…

And like in the first year when Midoriya confessed that he used to be quirkless until the exam day, Aizawa patted his student head, noticing how much Midoriya Had grown since the first week of the first year. The boy was almost on the same height as his shoulder, and maybe would surpass his height.

-Midoriya, you are still a human, and a child. You are not expected to know everything and how to deal with everything. Not even adults know, how would a child? You know you can count on me right, Problem Child?
Midoriya was happy. His smile was the same All Might had noticed the previous year when they went to the Midoriya’s household, a small private smile. And such sparkling eyes…

-Thank you Aizawa-sensei.

Aizawa had never for a second stopped ruffling the other’s hair. Which was shaking Izuku’s head, and without thinking he also patted Aizawa’s head. For a second both just froze, and then Aizawa opened his mouth:

-Why, problem child?

-Your hair is softer than it looks…

-Of course it is. I actually take care of it, even though in the winter it is a nightmare because of the frizze.

-Hugh Yeah the same happens to me. I found a product a few years ago that helped a lot before my hair became like real broccoli.

-Imagine if the class knew that. You would really become the broccoli.

-My hero costume is green. I am basically cosplaying broccoli at this point.

-True. Or a green bunny.

-I hate how I agree. But you are a black cat without doubt.

-Why a cat?

-They are logical animals that don’t trust anyone easily and are really sneaky and majestic and agile.

-So, I am majestic?

The teasing voice of Aizawa brought a light pink blush on his student face.

-King Aizawa, the Knight Midoriya Izuku at your service.

Soft chuckles leaving both their mouths. The bell interrupts their moment of peace.

Aizawa proceeds to leave the classroom and go to the teachers lounge and make some coffee, a small smile gracing his face. One that he didn’t even notice that was sporting until Hizashi fell off his chair the moment that Aizawa entered the teachers lounge. Nemuri also looked outside, and everyone was looking at him like he had finally lost it and had gone batshit crazy.

-What the hell Aizawa. Don’t do that ever again.

Power loader said, and that confused Aizawa a lot.

-What did I do?

His question brought even more surprise to the rest of the teachers present there.

-Lemon boy...My friend. You were smiling. What happened that made you smile?

-Nothing?

A flip must have switched on All Might’s mind because his eyes became impossible larger.

-Were you perhaps talking to Young Midoriya?

That question raised a lot of eyebrows. And for his luck, the Recovery Girl entered the room just as Midoriya’s name was spoken.

-Please tell me I don’t have to heal the boy for the 20th time this week.

Aizawa noted that to ask the boy later.

-Ah no, Aizawa was smiling, like actually smiling. And none of us know how that relates to Midoriya.

Nemuri explained to the healer hero that sighed, but when her mind caught off what was being exposed to her, her eyes were also comically large.

-Were you?

The heroine asked, and that brought more questions than answers to everyone besides the two older heroes in the room that seemed to be sharing the same brain cell.

-I did, but I don’t know what that has to do with anything.

Aizawa said, picking his favourite mug and continuing to make coffee, the smille coming back to his face.

-Shota, in the first week of last year you actually comforted Midoriya without being awkward. You pated and ruffled his hair!

Recovery Girl said and Shota’s friend's mouths were hanging open. The man in question didn’t even remember doing so.

-I don’t remember doing that.

-You also had a moment?!

All Might exclaimed and everyone looked at All Might like he had gone crazy as Recovery Girl only nodded viciously.

-Yes!

-Mine was actually Midoriya And Aizawa. It was also last year when we went to their parent’s house asking for permission for them to be in dorms. Midoriya’s mom was against the coming even back to UA, and I swear to this day I have never heard him talk that much at once as he did on that day.

Nemuri and Hisashi were looking like their lives were a lie, and ignoring those two, All Might continued:

-And Midoriya, who was almost crying, was smiling as Aizawa finished
talking.

-The kid is always smiling though.

Ectoplasm as matter of fact, explained.

-It was a small smile, and I swear, after I saw that smile all the other’s Izuku gave seemed so fake and forced, even now.

-Holly shit. Aizawa sent him to me during the first week of classes last year.

Hound Dog said and most looked at Aizawa like he knew something they didn’t, which was true.

Nedzu decided that it was a good call to stop this here, and stop this from arriving to the other heroes. He called the four heroes to his office, and when the door closed, Nedzu was the first to speak. As soon as the door of Nedzu's soundproof office closed, the stoat turned around to face Aizawa, a small smile joking on his animalistic mouth.

-Aizawa, are you perhaps harbouring feelings for Midoriya?

The voice of Nedzu made his presence absurdly bigger than the stature of the stoat.

Aizawa spit out his coffee, and his eyes widened and his mouth opened. Aizawa was showing more emotion in that half an hour than he had all the time that Nemuri and Hisashi knew him.

-I WHAT NOW?!

The voice of the man in question was so loud that the windows shaked.

-Are you harboring feelings for my personal student?

-What?! NO! Nedzu, sir, with all the respect, what the actual fuck?

-You are fond of the boy, and I saw your little moment with him just now in the classroom.

-My what? I was just talking to him because something was wrong.

-Aizawa. You ruffled his hair for 4 minutes.

-Now that you speak of it… Aizawa isn’t most of the time speaking with1 Midoriya Ruffling his hair?

All Might asked, and everyone in the room widened their eyes.

-Look, ruffling his hair is like petting the fluffiest cat in the world.

-Is what now?

-Aizawa, you let him pet YOUR hair!

Realization dawned on Aizawa as people continued to speak. He was feeling sick. He couldn’t have feelings for his student, a child almost 10 years younger than him…

-Don’t worry, I won’t fire you.

-What.

-I just know that if Izuku reciprocated your feelings, you both would be able to keep it professional, and hidden until he was at least 19, which would be by the time that we organize the 1 year of their pro-heros lifes and he would no longer be your student.

-Are...Are you allowing it if he feels the same?

Aizawa was surprised to say the least.

-Keyword, feels the same. So you do have feelings for him…
Nedzu said, a sad smile playing in his mouth.

-I don’t know, but I do feel the need to protect him, and...and I am really constantly ruffling his hair without even noticing it. And I may worry about that problem child more than anything…And he may always be on my mind…

Reality hit him like a brick, once again. He liked Izuku.

-Holly shit…

At the same time, Uraraka was confessing his feelings to Midoriya. The boy was shocked to say the least. He had never seen her in that way, and mostly was embaressed since she was really one of the first females inteactions that he had and didn’t know how to really socialaze with the oposite sex. Which is what he had told her, receiving a knowing smile from her.

-I know Izuku. I just wanted to take this out of my chest. I know you like someone else.

Her mischievous smiles hide the tears in her eyes.

-I don’t like anyone?

His head tilted a little in confusion. Uraraka's eyes widened in the realization that the boy was speaking the truth and really didn’t realize his feelings.

-Izuku, Darling… You do. The way you look at him it’s like one of the most adorables looks. And your eyes shine so much, and you have this smile that it’s so small…

Izuku knew when he was making that smile. It was always when he was thinking about what Aizawa-sensei had said to him. He was conscious about it after his mother asked him which person had made him feel that way, but he had never interpreted it like that.

His mouth fell, and he had this devastating look on his face. Reality punching him. He had feelings for his teacher, who had been there for him and helped him. Maybe that's why he had always felt compelled to never lie to the man. Even after everything, Izuku followed the policy of never lying to himself, and lying to Aizawa was like lying to a part of him.

-Holly shit…

Uraraka had never heard Izuku cuss, she wasn’t even sure the boy could, until this moment.

-No… I can’t like him…

-Yeah, you can. Bakugo almost certainly likes you too.

Izuku was now confused.

-Bakugou? Do you mean Kachann?

-Weren’t you talking about him?

Uraraka was almost certain that Izuku liked Bakugo, the boy seemed to kiss the floor where the blond walked, always with “Kachann Sugoi”, and it was obvious that the other liked Izuku. The way his eyes softened a little bit looking at the green haired boy was almost immediate and anyone that noticed that little detail could tell.

Izuku ran for his life. If Uraraka didn’t know now, she wouldn’t know ever. Aizawa would never be able to look at his face ever again if he knew. And finally everything made sense. He was attracted to his teacher from day one in UA. Since the man had comforted him, and was always worried about him, he IS a Problem Child even now as the number 1 in the school. What would Nedzu even do if he found out? Nedzu would almost certainly find out. It was Nedzu for God's sake. The rat understood humans better than Humans did to themselves, and he had spent more time with him than anyone else in that school. Nedzu by now probably knew all his habits like the palm of his hand. Panic started to rise to his throat when he arrived at his dorm and pulled one of his blunts out.

He had started doing this after his doctor medicated it to him since he had a lot of pain because of the broken bones and phantom pain because of all the restrain the quirk put on his bones and muscles. Putting a towel on the space between his door and the floor, and opening a little his window, as he closed his door. He didn’t want anyone entering his dorm while he was doing this.

Aizawa was passing around the dorms to enter the building from behind when he saw smoke coming out of a room, understanding later that it was some student smoking. One of his students. The only three who he knew who smoked were Bakugo (medicated because of the pain on his hands caused by the heat and pressure), Sero and Midoriya. The two firsts had their dorms on the second and third floor, however that was on the fourth floor. Midoriya. Quickly entering by the front of the building, Aizawa ran. Unfortunately for him, most of the class was there. On a quick note, the only person from the 4th floor missing was Midoriya.

His class looked at him like he was crazy. Probably the only time they had seen him wasting so much energy there were villains present. They were preparing to move when in an authoritarian tone:

-No emergency, nobody is to follow me.

That made everyone sit again, but did not erase the worry on their expressions.

-Anyone has any idea of what is happening?

Ida asked as the chorus of “No’s” and “nope’s” were heard.

-Who is missing?

Yaoyorozo asked after making the head count, only one person was not there, even Shinso was and he usually secluded himself in his bedroom when at the dorms.

-Midoriya. -Todoroki quickly added. -He passed crying before everyone gathered here. I thought that maybe it would be better to leave him alone for the time being and talk to him tomorrow when he should've been calmer.

He quickly added as he saw some classmates ready to go looking for the boy and comfort him.

-That was probably my fault…

Uraraka added quietly, she looked down and everyone noticed that, and as if knowing what everyone was thinking she continued the story.

-I actually confessed to him, but I already knew that he had someone that he liked, but he didn’t seem to understand until then.

-You told him that?

Mina asked, her brows furrowed and she was looking at the anti gravity girl, who nodded.

-He only seemed to acknowledge that today, but I don’t have a clue of who it might be.

Bakugo stayed silenced by all the explanation of the occurences of the day. So the nerd liked someone, and only realized that because of what pink-cheeks told him, but something was missing...Why would he run away crying? Now in their second years, if Midoriya was in trouble and needed to talk the boy would usually come to him, but he had chosen to look himself up in his bedroom. Didn’t he wanna talk to someone to sort out his feelings and thoughts? Unless he already had and that was why he was in panic and crying. And Aizawa probably would be actually talking to the boy now right?

Aizawa had been knocking on the door for the past 3 minutes and Midoriya didn’t even acknowledge him outside the door.

-Midoriya, open the door. I know you are a Problem Child but please open the door.

His voice was hurt and he was practically begging Midoriya to open the door. 1 minute after Aizawa felt the door unlock but not open.

-Can I enter Problem Child?

From the inside of the bedroom, all Aizawa could hear was muffled sobs. Aizawa, not taking it anymore, enters the dorm. His breath was heavy as the smell and smoke of what Midoriyawas smoking.

-Midoriya…
Aizawa let out of his mouth at the sight in front of him. Izuku was with his eyes red from smoking and crying, some new and dry tears still on his face as he took the blunt to his lips that had some cuts, probably from trying to stop the sobs from coming out. .

Aizawa entered the dorm, closing the door behind him. He was sure Izuku wanted to not be seen in this state by anyone, he also probably didn’t want him there… That thought made Aizawa's heart be heavy, he wanted to let the Problem Child know that he was there for him, it didn’t matter what. Getting closer to Midoriya, and in his line of sight, Izuku's breath became hitched, as if he was taken by surprise of seeing Aizawa right now.

Sitting in front of the Problem Child on the bed, carefully he took Midoriya’s face between his calloused hands, forcing Izuku’s eyes to meet his.

-Look at me, Izuku. Breath with me okay?

Inspiring and expiring just for a few minutes, enough for Izuku’s breath to become normal, the blunt that the boy was smoking was silently waiting to be used again in his bedside table.

-Aizawa, why are you here?

When Izuku trusted his voice enough to not stutter, asked what was going on in his mind as soon as he saw his teacher in his dorm.

-I thought you had stopped smoking Midoriya…

The statement claimed by Aizawa made him stop a little. Always after smoking his mind would take some time to get at the time.

-I just had to stop thinking.

It was only a positive side effect, since out of being high, his mind would be quicker and always analyzing everything.

-Stop thinking? Because of what?

Aizawa was worried about his Problem Child.

-Because I have feelings for someone, and I shouldn’t.

Aizawa breath hitch.

-By someone you shouldn’t have? What do you mean Midoriya?

Izuku noticed how Aizawa used his last name instead of his first name, it made him feel a little sadder, and as if he had lost something.

-He is older than me…

Was everything the Problem Child said, and Aizawa thought that maybe, in a little secluded part of his brain, that Problem Child had understood his feelings for Aizawa.

-And so what? What’s the bigger picture Problem Child?

Aizawa knew that he wouldn’t be like that if the person, “him” his mind supplied, was only just older.

-I don’t wanna make him lose his job.

-Do you know the opinion of his boss then?

Aizawa asked, his mind supplying and in his dreams substituting “his” by “my”.

-I don’t think I have the courage to ask.

-Ask Problem Child.

Aizawa gave Midoriya a little smile playing in lips, as his brows were furrowed. He had a long let go of his face, but it was as if he could still feel the heat from where they were and the callousness from all the fighting and practicing that Aizawa had.

Internally, he cursed himself. Nedzu probably already knew. And why was he even considering asking the principal about it. Maybe it was the small lips and shine in Izuku’s eyes, as if he knew something more on the table. Midoriya Breath hitched. Aizawa couldn’t know it was him right, and if he knew why was he still here? And smiling? Shouldn’t he feel disgusted by the thought alone that a student liked him, as more than a teacher or friend? Maybe Aizawa liked him to… What an impossible outcome. Izuku had nothing to offer to the man, meaning nothing more than problems. He already caused the man so much trouble being his studente, Izuku wouldn’t bear to be the cause of even more. Aizawa had been of huge help to him, since calming down when he was feeling down to help him with his mom or his quirk. Aizawa seemed to have an alert anytime Izuku needed help or the man, he would always show up and make everything better.
Both stayed in silence, and Izuku knew the high effect was passing, he looked to see where the blunt was and would take another hit if not for Aizawa stopping him by grabbing both of these scarred hands and leading them to his face and kissing each of each scar.

Aizawa just observed the reaction from his student. The passive face that he held from being relaxed due the drug passing and a blush appearing in force on his face. Aizawa just continued to smile softly at Izuku, that only deepened his blush making the first chuckle.
Izuku didn't understand the Aizawa ideia, but he would be lying if he said that he didn't like it. The light kisses on his scar making tickles and a warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. A low chuckle left his mouth, and he started to notice how dry his mouth was.

-I need water.

Izuku said a silent plea- that he didn’t want the man to oblige- to free his hands. Izuku watched as Aizawa reluntly freed his hands from the kisses. Putting his feet on the floor, he calmly walked to the door, feeling Aizawa eyes on every step he took as if he was gonna fall.

He left his room in the direction of the kitchen, not before passing on the bathroom to wash his dry tears. His eyes were still a little red from being high, and the effect had almost all passed. He just hoped that nobody would question him or notice his eyes.

As soon as he set foot in the common room, he had 19 pairs of eyes on him. He just quickly brushed off all the looks from his class and made a B-line to the kitchen to get some water, and watching the eggs on the fridge made him hungry. So at 11p.m. here he was. Making fried eggs, with his teacher, which he had feelings for, in his room, after having a panic attack, cried his eyes out, and was high.

His line of thought made him laugh a little, and he continued to make the eggs and no bacon, and also some sausages. Soon he found himself making an american breakfast with toast with butter, scrambled eggs, eggs, sausages in the form of an octopus and mushrooms. And coffee of Aizawa mix that he had started to use when Aizawa had found him late at night and scratching his nose at the weak flavour from the one that his class used.

Aizawa had started to be worried. Problem Child had left his dorm almost half an hour before and had yet to come back. Leaving the dorm and closing the door behind him, he went looking for the lost boy in the dorms. And as soon as he stepped on the common room he had found 19 eyes on him. Some questioning looks as to what happened for him to be running, that he proceeded to ignore as he felt the smell of food and coffee. Was… Was Problem Child cooking? Was that why he was taking so long? Following the smell he was in the kitchen, Izuku was cooking while laughing to himself and dancing. Aizawa listened to the steps of his other students coming to the kitchen and staying by his side, watching Midoriya Cooking and laughing to himself. He also saw as he took his mixture of coffee and Iida, that at some point had also followed, was going to say something to the boy but he saw as Aizawa made no move to stop his friend from drinking that coffee from hell.

-Aizawa-sensei, shouldn't it be better to stop him from drinking your mixture? He may not be able to sleep if he drinks it.

Iida whispered to his teacher that arched an eyebrow to the student.

-No. Let him.

That earned some pointed glances at him, and the class saw as Midoriya downed the mug of coffee at once without even scrunching his nose, and getting another and drinking half of it, seeing now Aizawa on the doorway, that sighed as he saw the red eyes from Izuku still being high.

-Aizawa! Do you want some coffee?

Some were surprised that Izuku hadn't used the sensei, and was talking so unformolly with a teacher.

-Yes.

-Want the extra?

-Yep.

The class watched in confusion as Aizawa sat in high stools in front of where Izuku had planted his mug, appearing one next to him and adding the bourbon on the coffee to his teacher.

Somewhere along the first year, and the many nightmares from Izuku and his pre-quirk time at night, had made a common occurance of them drinking coffee, until Izuku went to sleep. Them talking or just in silence.
The class was in confusion. Since when does Izuku drink coffee and since when does he know what his teacher put on his coffee and from where the alcohol had appeared? As minutes passed, more questions poured to the class's mind.

Izuku almost let the toast burn too much, but at the last second he was able to save the toast.

-I saved it… I can’t eat what I saved…

Izuku had started to cry and Aizawa had to control himself from laughing, he still had the image of being harsh on his students.

-Problem Child, eat your food. It’s gonna get cold.

Looking at the table to try not to laugh, but he ended up sounding impatient. By now, Izuku had started to notice the people on the door to the kitchen.

-Night guys. Want some coffee or eggs? I mean… I made quite a few…
Midoriya said, showing the class both scrambled eggs and candy in the form of eggs on the same plate.

-Oh my God…

Sero said and Aizawa looked at him, making him stop what he was gonna say. Sero had now understood that the red eyes weren't from crying, and that most likely, Midoriya was still high.

-I want some. Didn’t know we still had some.

Midoriya looked at him, like Sero hung the stars in the sky and passed the plate to him that only picked 3 and left the kitchen. Most left the scene, but Bakugo, Kirishima and Iida were still looking at the boy weirdly, still not being able to figure out what was happening with the boy and refusing to leave until they understood what was wrong with the boy.
Aizawa thought of lying to the boys, but chose to not say anything. What would he even say? If there was a villain, from where could he have left if the students were all in the common room? Would he say the truth? No, because that was something that should be Midoriya Telling them. So he just stood there in silence and enjoyed his coffee with bourbon as his Problem Child finished eating everything.

-Aizawa-sensei, what is wrong with Izuku-kun?

Iida asked, worried was all over his face. Aizawa just sighed as he explained.

-Tomorrow or when Midoriya is well, everything will be explained. Now I have to take care of this Problem Child.

Aizawa sighed as he drank the half of his mug that was full at once, and followed Midoriya out of the room.

-I think Sero knows what was going on.

Kirishima asked. He had never seen Midoriya Like that, and… He was acting as if it was a normal occurance him asking if his teacher wanted coffee and making it, even knowing the place of liquor that no one in the dorms knew even existed.

Izuku exited the kitchen, following the path to the rooftop. He was feeling hot and some fresh air should help him gain some consciousness of his actions. Arriving there was easier than opening the door, that had to be Aizawa opening, making Izuku feel his body heat for a second before stepping back to give the boy space, before entering.

Izuku stepped in the space first, his head shooting up to have a look at the stars shining in the sky with a few clouds. Aizawa was just looking at the boy, his eyes never leaving him, not even to look at the stars that were present that night. And thanks to that, Aizawa didn’t miss as Izuku’s eyes became shinier, a small and relaxed smile on his face, his freckled cheeks gaining a little bit of blush making only the normal four freckles in each cheek being visible.

As Izuku heard a breath hitch, he looked in the direction of the sound. His green shining eyes meet those grey eyes with some reflections of red. Looking closer, Izuku could see a little bit of color on Aizawa's cheeks, and that made him smirk a little, and more as he saw the color darkening on his teacher’s face.

Both stared in silence, for what felt seconds, to each other’s face. Even though Aizawa wanted nothing more than to hide his hot face from the boy. It was embarrassing to say the least, how he couldn’t control how he felt in the presence of the green haired boy. Normally he would be able to calm himself down before he would start to blush, but when it was only him and the boy it got difficult. He would only look at him, even if there were other people in the room, even though he still looked at the boy more than anything. He used to feel jealous of how every single one of his students could pass more time than him with Izuku, but they still passed time alone at night. Sharing coffee and words if any of them were in the mood to talk. They could have a both-sided conversation, or could be only one of them talking and venting to the other as the other listened. Some nights, none of them talked, just enjoying the time passing, each one in their own world enjoying the cup of coffee. All of them were his favourite night. Just being in the presence of the boy was just therapeutic to the man, how hadn’t he understood earlier? He literally shared his mixture with the boy, and he knew how Izuku liked his coffee and vice-versa. Shota even had several times prepared the coffee for him, the nightmares being so bad he couldn’t talk or move from his place on the stool, he could just cry. On those nights, Aizawa would sit by his side and not in front of him. Izuku would probably feel uncomfortable having the man be able to see his face, no matter how much he tried to hide it. Besides, he would be closer to the boy, offering some kind of grounding but comfortable presence to the crying boy. Sometimes, Aizawa would even pat his hair, and ruffle until he saw the muscles on the boy's shoulder to relax under the touch from the man.

Nedzu was still in his office working. He decided to look at the cameras. He didn't understand why he decided to, but he still did it. Passing by all cameras, he stopped on the one that would grant the vision of the 1-A dorms, seeing two figures there. The black clothes of Aizawa made him a little bit more difficult to see. The other person made Nedzu grin. There was his personal student, in casual clothes, Nedzu still noted that his hair looked more messy than usual, like someone had grabbed it. He just hoped that if it was Aizawa the cause of it, that he should at least tell the boy that Nedzu allowed their relationship, even if the stoat prefered if Midoriya came to talk to him before he and Shota did anything in terms of his relationship with Aizawa.

The camera grants a perfect vision of their facial expression. Midoriya Looked at Aizawa like he was the most adorable kitten in the world that he would protect with his life. Aizawa's eyes filled with adoration and his mouth pulled to one side. Love was basically in their surrounding and Nedzu was happy for both of them, they both deserved love as life had been cruel to them. A few minutes looking at them and neither moved from their places nor did they shunt their eyes from each other. Nedzu even thought that the camera had frozen but the movement of the trees that were visible excluded it. Were they just like that, for even more than Nedzu had seen? It would be adorable, if they weren’t in complete silence and oblivious to the other’s feelings, or worse their own. Nedzu decided to leave them alone in their world and turned off the monitor with the images of the cameras and turned off everything in there.
Midoriya had started to feel more heavy as they continued on the rooftop, gazing into eachothers eyes, no words being exchanged between them. Their moment of silence was interrupted by Aizawa’s alarm for him to go on patrol. Both let out a sigh as they left the rooftop, Aizawa leaving Midoriya in his dorm, but not leaving before speaking to the boy.

-If you need anything just call me. I have my earphones. You know we could just be in silence too.

Midoriya just nodded, not looking at his teacher's face and opening his door to enter his dorm.

-Midoriya. Talk with whoever they are and explain. Don’t you let that consume you and affect you. If they don’t like you two, they are dumber than Kaminari on his derp mode.

The last sentence granted Midoryia a low chuckle.

“How would he react if he knew it was him?” Midoryia made eye contact with Aizawa before nodding once again and he entered the dorm closing the door behind him.

Aizawa made sure every single one of his students were in his dorms, and left the building to patrol. The night seemed longer as Midoryia never called. Aizawa comforted himself by not being able to talk more to the boy, with the fact that he must have fallen asleep. It was an eventful day to Midoryia by what he knew. He left the boy alone with his thoughts for once.

Izuku entered his dorm and opened the window. The smell of weed was still there, and he just wanted now to let the smoke out and sleep. He was exhausted emotionally and the words and how Aizawa was reacting and acting as if he knew something Izuku didn’t. That annoyed the shit out of him and he just wanted some sleep. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was back on the rooftop, gazing into Aizawa’s eyes that didn’t leave his, and now remembering the other expression...Aizawa was smiling. Somehow it felt different from the other time’s. He drifted to sleep with the image of Aizawa smiling in his mind, coming to terms with his feelings for the man.

On the next day, Izuku had his meeting with Nedzu who had noticed that something was on the boy’s mind and it wasn’t their conversation. Even if Izuku was participating, Nedzu could feel his attention drifting from the moment.

-Izuku? Is something more on your mind?

Izuku was cursing himself for letting his mind drift to Aizawa while Nedzu was speaking. His words coming back and hunting him. Maybe he should ask…

-What do you want to ask?

-Huh?

Nedzu was officially worried for his student. Midoryia had started to notice when he started to mumble, and he didn’t notice this time.

-You were mumbling. What do you want to ask?

A few seconds passed in silence. Midoryia was really pondering this wasn’t he?

-If I liked someone that worked at the school… What would happen at their job?

Nedzu was smiling as softly as he could right now. He was proud of Midoryia coming to him and asking him that. That also proved how serious he was about Aizawa.

-It depend.

-On what?

-Do they like you back? Or have they acted as if they were taking advantage of you. If it’s the first and have not acted on it before talking to me, I have no problem, especially since you are of age. But if it’s the first? They most likely should be fired.

-I don’t think they are taking advantage of me, but I don’t know if they like me back…

-Who is it Izuku?
Another few seconds passed before Midoryia opened his mouth and confirmed his suspicions.

-It 's Aizawa-sensei.

-Hoh…

Was everything Nedzu said to him, letting Midoryia assimilate that he had actually told the director of his school that he liked a teacher while still being in guidance there.

-Would there be any consequences to him?

-Did you two engage in any sexual activities or anything that only lovers would do?

Nedzu asked and he was amused as his student cleared his throat trying to hide his blush.

-No. We didn’t kiss, nor hug nor anything more…

Nedzu felt kinda sorry for Aizawa. Even the stoat had won a hug from the boy, with all his aversion to being touched as a trauma response, and they were amazing hugs. All the muscle that the boy was winning with his hero training really being marvelous into making the hug more comfortable and cozy.

-Then I have nothing against, nor will he suffer any consequences. If he ends up returning your feelings, and if you decide to confess, tell him to come to me okay?

All Nedzu received back was a fierce expression and a secure nod from the boy.

Izuku was relieved, and for once he wasn't feeling like Nedzu had sucked all his will to continue living in their session.

-Something good happened Midoriya?

The low voice of the target of his affection taking him from his mind castle. His face passed to Aizawa’s smile, the one that was soft and that held a huge affection towards the older man.

-Yeah, it did.

Midoriya's small smile didn’t change much, his corners just stuck out more and his eyes were closed. Aizawa just allowed himself to dive into the feeling of warmth seeing his Problem Child smile like that.

-Wanna share?

Aizawa dared to ask as Midoryia opened his eyes again.

-Maybe I wanna, maybe I don’t. Let’s see later on our coffee date.

Izuku dared to say, not even regretting it as he saw the blush creeping on his Aizawa; while in Aizawa’s mind it was a spiral of insanity. All that was passing his mind was how his Problem Child called their late night meetings on the kitchen date.

-Aizawa?

Izuku had been calling him for a few minutes but the other seemed to be lost in his own mind and wouldn’t be out of it so soon. He tried to call him again, but nothing. Risking he called him Shota, but that only seemed to make it worse as Aizawa lost his balance and actually fell on his but. His face was so red that he could compete with a tomato and win. Calling him Shota was a bad call, but at least he now had his teacher's attention.
Nedzu assisted in everything, with the privilege of audio. It was the camera near his office, he wanted to know what people were talking about near it. He was so amused, but he would never have guessed that his student would be so bold when confronting his person of affection. And coffee date? Had Midoryia already confessed or was something that they had been doing for a while?

-Are you okay sensei?

Midoryia, even not wanting to, could feel the smirk on his face. He was even more confident since his target of affection was acting like that towards him.

Aizawa's mind was now a dirty place. The way his student had said “sensei” had his mind in seconds spirelaing. Why was he reacting like that to the boy now? He couldn’t control his reactions at all. Aizawa for the first time in his life ran away. He was too embarrassed and needed some coffee. On his way to the teachers lounge he tried to calm himself before entering, and his bitch face came to place as he made a B-Line for the coffee and nobody paid him any attention. He just wanted to go to his dorm and lock himself there, but he still had classes to give and he wasn’t going to get his first missing class because he couldn’t face Midoriya. He wasn’t, so why was he picking a movie to watch while he hid himself from his student, or observed him. With that in mind he chose a movie.

Midoriya was so in love. Every reaction that he got from Aizawa was a birthday gift to the boy. Aizawa wouldn’t own the boy a few by now. He chuckled to himself as he went to be with his friends before class. When he arrived, every single one of them was with eyebags and they looked so exhausted. The Bakusquad was sitting with his squad and were talking.
The first person to actually notice him, in all his glory and energy, was Kaminari.

-Hey Mido…

Even the usual energy from Denki was gone. The boy looked like he couldn’t sleep for a month and had been living off spite and energy drinks for the last few days.

-Hey guys! What 's up?

His blinding smile only brought groans from everyone present.

-How do you have so much energy?

Uraraka was complaining but he knew she was also asking what had happened for him to be in such a good mood.

-Speaking of energy… Izuku-kun?

Iida called as he remembered last night in the kitchen, most probably everyone did.

-Yes?

-What was that yesterday?

-Do you mean why I was acting like that in the kitchen?

By now, every single pair of eyes on the table was looking at them and listening to the chat. Midoryia by the corner of his eyes saw how Sero grinned. “Oh, so he knows.” With a confirmation from Tenya he continued.

-I was high.

The answer brought whiplash on a lot of necks.

-You were high? And Aizawa did nothing?

Bakugou's mind was sparkling. Why was the nerd high? Even better, why did he have access to weed?

-He can’t do anything if it’s medical, but I may have smoked a little too
much and yeah.

Class 1-A was questioning what was going on with the one that was supposed to be the innocent buff broccoli.

-And how do you know how sensei likes his coffee? And how do you know that there was even alcohol in our dorms? And how can you drink the mixture from hell?

The questions just came one after another and from different people.
Midoryia didn’t want to answer any of that. It would bring more questions than answers. He knew that the real reason was that he wanted his meetings with Aizawa to be a secret and not having nobody interrupting them if they had decided that they also wanted to pass time with him at night, after nightmares when he was feeling the most fragile.

-Not gonna answer any of that. Respect my decision or end up having a broken nose as a response for not respecting it.

His tune was happy, as was his smile, but the feeling of dread was real and they all were scared and not wanting to be on the bad side of the boy they liked.

The tune for them to go to the class ringing and bringing sounds of desperation for having to walk the stairs to the classroom. Midroyoia just seemed to be in an even better mood, but in the middle of all their calls of desperation passed unnoticed. Midoryia just wanted to steal more reactions from his teacher, but he didn’t count that the man would present them a movie that his class was so agraciated with… Their brains couldn’t handle more information, so a movie was a good pace changer. Most would take advantage and take a nap, most likely like his sensei would.

Midoriya’s mood was a little bit less happy, but still happy. He, at first, thought that he would only, if by any chance, be able to observe the peaceful face of his teacher as he slepet. But as the movie played, a horror one, he watched the movie instead. It was after all his favourite gender.

In the middle of the movie, Izuku couldn’t hold it in anymore. He started to have a laughing crisis so hard that he was crying, clutching his belly that hurt very much. He didn’t want to, but he ended up waking up the other elements of his class that were sleeping.

-What is so funny Midoriya? And could you, please stop laughing? There are people trying to sleep.

Iida’s voice was low, since he, himself, was one of the students sleeping that woke up because of the noise.

-I- CAN’T - a suffocating noise was made, mixed up with a laughing fit- THE- DEATHS- OH MY GOD- I CAN’T - his laughing and voice was so loud that even the teacher from Class 1-B, came to see what was happening. -THEY ARE SO FAKE- I CAN’T-

Most of the class noticed how they were indeed watching a horror movie. And Vlad King was confused. Why were they watching a movie? Then he took a moment to see the expression of Aizawa that had his eyes glued on the laughing boy. “Was he the boy that they were talking about in the teachers room?”

-Midoriya? Can you stop laughing or just leave the classroom if you are going to be like that?

Iida said, causing the boy to try and get up but just laughing so much that he couldn’t walk straight. Result, he ended up falling. Aizawa still tried to stop the boy from his inevitable kiss with the floor, but he just got dragged. Meaning, Aizawa and Midoryia were both kissing the floor.

-What the hell do you eat to be this goddamn heavy Problem Child?!
Midroyia had stopped laughing and was just looking worriedly at his teacher.

-Are you okay Aizawa-sensei?

-It seems you finally stopped laughing. Just sit and continue to watch the movie, or sleep. I don’t care.

Vlad, who was just looking at the classroom trying to figure out what the hell was happening, gave up and decided to go back to actually teaching his class.

Afternoon classes passed quickly as most of the class was sleeping and Aizawa just let anyone ,after the first movie, choose a movie online from any platform that wasn’t considered illegal or pirate. Which means Netflix and HBO. Nobody besides Midoryia was really with energy, so he was the one that logged in and continued to watch his series.

Aizawa saw a part of it, and with all those years being in the darkest part of the city couldn’t prepare him for the small part that he had watched. People being behadaed, techiques of torture used in the old roman impierer and in the old egypt… By the voice of the narrator speaking, he heard a few names of famous serial killers that had made a name for themselves even after centuries. At least Problem Child was silent, and his concentration on what was happening and talking had almost made him jealous of the concentration that the boy was paying to the series.

As most Class 2-A retreated to their dorms, they had been the target of nasty looks. They looked like they were being dragged by the backpack, and some really wore if another had the energy to drag not only themselves but also the other student. Midoryia was in front of everyone, almost skipping, and he had this smile that delivered energy to everyone. The class had yet to understand what happened so well that the energy they had spent on the mission in the morning hours was recovered. As they opened the door, some laid on the couches, or even floor; another went to take a bath or go to their bedrooms to go to sleep.

Midoryia was one of the few that went to take a shower, taking his time. A smile is always present on his face. Afterwards, he retreated to the confines of his dorm, and studied until he was hungry. At 10 p.m, he was the only one still awake. Passing by all his classmates' dorms, he could hear them all snore of how tired they had been all day.

Aizawa had seen how all his students were exhausted as they went back to the dorms, except his Problem Child. He was in such a good mood and a smile was always present on his face. It made Aizawa’s stomach burn, and made him feel warm inside. He stayed in the teachers lounge to do some work, and at 10 he went back to the dorm to eat.

Arriving there, all he heard was the humming coming from the kitchen. Any other sound was nonexistent. Making his way to the kitchen, he saw Problem Child cooking, and quickly took notice of his sensei entering the kitchen.

-Good Night Aizawa.

-Night Midoriya. What are you making?

In both their eyes the scene looked almost domestic. And sniffing the air, Aizawa absolutely wanted to have some of the Problem child cooking.

-Katsudon. Do you also want some?

-If you don’t mind making more for me… It smells really good.

Midoryia didn’t know why he felt so happy to hear Aizawa’s words, it was only compliments, like the man off handedly offered him.

Aizawa, without being asked to, put the table and bowls for Katsudon near the cooker, so that Midoriya could organize them on his way. After that, he sat in silence, watching the Problem Child move around the kitchen in a way that seemed like he was dancing to an imaginary song. It was adorable. Aizawa had now remembered how the Problem Child had called their meeting for coffee, coffee date and how he retreated, so now it was his time to make the other blush.

-It seems like our coffee date passed to a dinner date.

Midoryia at first was surprised, his mouth forming an “o”, and he could feel himself blush a little, since his cheeks were a little more hot.

-Do you want me to take out the candles to make it romantic? Or do you
want me to take you out?

Without much thinking, Midoryia offered Aizawa, but as his words caught out to his brain, he understood that he had just asked the man on a date. “That was not how you planned to confess Izuku “, mentaly slapping himself, but also patting his back as he saw the blushing mess that Aizawa was too.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...That really backfired.” If Aizawa thought that lunch was a bad situation, now it is ten times worse. He was feeling his face even hotter, and he could see the smirk on Izuku’s face at the reaction that the green smooth talker got out of him.

-Uh… Ahm…

Was all that Aizawa, very intelligently could muster. Izuku just giggled, his eyes looking at Aizawa like he was the world as they started to eat.
As the dinner continued, he saw Midoryia’s face grow serious. When they both finished eating, and Aizawa was washing the dishes and Midoryia made the coffee for both of them, he saw the boy open his mouth several times as if he was going to talk, but lost his courage. Aizawa couldn’t take it anymore when he was in the middle of drinking his mug.

-Midoriya? What 's wrong? You are opening and closing your mouth like a fish.

The older of the two spoke and took a sip of his coffee. As his Problem Child finally mustered the courage to speak what was on his mind.

-I… I was serious.

-Serious?

Aizawa was confused and hopeful. Confused because he wasn’t sure if the boy was talking about taking him out, and hopeful since he wanted him to take him out on a date.

-About taking you out on a date.

Not even once had Midoryia looked him in the eyes, and Aizawa felt like he was almost crying of happiness.

-When?

Aizawa took another sip to hide his blushing in a crimson red that would beat Kirishima’s hair. Izuku was so ecstatic, had Aizawa just accepted? Did this mean that he also liked him?

-Cat cafe 3 blocks from here?

Aizawa was in heaven. Not only did Izuku like him, he was going on a date with him, at a cat cafe.

-Okay, tell me the date later then.

-Aizawa… Do you like me or do you just want…

Aizawa now interrupted the boy, the most serious look on his face.

-I am serious about Midoriya. If I hadn’t talked about this with Nedzu, I wouldn’t even have dared to accept.

-WAIT! You also spoke with Nedzu?

-Was that why you were happy today?

-Yes!

Both of them were now giggling quietly, a small and happy smile on their faces as they finished drinking their coffee. After that, they made small talk and went to catch some air on the roof. This time they weren’t looking at each other since they’re bodies were glued to each other.
Nedzu also saw this. “It seems everything went right with both of them.” A small snicker leaving his animalistic mouth as he finished closed all the lights on his office.

Chapter Text

Izuku was a mess. His mind, not that different from usual, was running a mile per second. The only difference was that instead of his thoughts about the quirks and how to improve/defeat them, it was about his date with Aizawa Shouta today.

He still couldn’t believe it. He was going on a date with his teacher that he had had a crush on since the beginning of the first year (something that he had only discovered and understood when analyzing any moments he could recount since then). He was ecstatic! But his mind couldn’t stop from going on the gutter.

Izuku was afraid someone saw them going out together, even though everybody had gone home from the weekend, they could still be near the school. He knew for a fact that the Deku Squad were going today to a cat cafe. Without him, and if he wasn’t on the same group chat, that he barely interacted with, he wouldn’t even know. They never mentioned anything about it when they were together and never once had they tried to @ him in the GC to know about it, but he will not let that ruin his day.

Still he was afraid of what would happen if Aizawa understood that he wasn’t worth ruining his career for, if people found out about them dating before he had turned a pro-heroe and had actually decided to affirm to the world that they were together.

Midoriya tried to push aside these thoughts as he finished getting ready. Finishing dressing his black, a little too tight, t-shirt, and still deciding whether he would use a shirt on the top or not, maybe he should, or he would be all black. Dressing his white shirt and letting it open and tucked into his black pants, he heard the knock on his door.
Aizawa is here.

Opening his door he saw the man, all in black too. And Midoryia could barely take his eyes off the man's thick thighs and the curve of his body, only more accented because of the tight balck vest that he was wearing on top of a also black shirt. And holy shit, Aizawa was gorgeous. Izuku felt a little bad near the man, he was simple near him, especially with Aizawa’s hair in a tight ponytail, with only small strings of hair falling on his face, leaving the scar from the USJ making her appearance and only leaving Aizawa even more beautiful in Izuku’s eyes. Looking in the man's eyes he saw how they looked more highlighted, Is Aizawa wearing eyeliner?

After almost 3 minutes in silence, Izuku spoke, taking them both out of their trance, looking and observing each other.

-I am almost done, 5 more minutes. You can sit on my bed while I finish.

Aizawa thought how Midoriya looked beautiful, even if he never thought that the boy would have or even wear an, basically, all black outfit. Problem Child seemed the type of person to wear all pastels or lively colors, with a cute style, and not… That style. That was very well welcomed by the way. Midoriya looked so good, and the pants made more visible how thick his legs were, and when the boy turned around to finish getting ready, he saw how well that pants hugged the boy’s back. The shirt, being short sleeved, also made the huge scar on the boy’s arm to make a slight appearance. Aizawa knew how self conscious Midoryia was relative to the scar, always wearing a sleeve to cover it up when there was anyone else in the same room as both of them and he was in a short sleeve shirt, or shirtless if they were training.

Looking at the scar in the boy's arm, he couldn’t stop looking at the movement of the scar, and arm, and saw Midoriya put on an earring and spun the one in his septum outside. Taking out a silver, with a lot of little chains, necklace and putting it around his neck. Stepping up now, and in front of his mirror, Aizawa saw as Midoriya used concealer under his eyes, and a little of black shadow in his eyes, turning around to see Aizawa looking directly at him, a little bit of blush being seen on his face, and that was not makeup.

-Done.

-Didn’t know you had piercings Problem Child.

-Yeah, I still have a few still.

-You have more?

Small talk being made, they stopped a little in the entryway to put on their boots, both black military style, only that the ones Aizawa was wearing had a little heel. Not that made Midoriya look small, the boy was still the same height as his ear. The sudden realization that Midoriya was almost taller than him, and that a little longer the boy would be towering over him hit Aizawa full force.

Aizawa, like this, discovered that Midoriya had several more piercings, some that the boy winked at him, not telling him where they were, but that he would have no problem showing them to Aizawa later. A cheeky grin making his appearance, like the blush on AIzawa’s face at the implications.

-Why does the class even think you are innocent?

The question leaving his mouth before he could stop, that was a question that he shouldn’t make, maybe he would learn later on.

-Why? Maybe, because I like passing unnoticed, and nobody really likes corrupting the ones that look innocent, and act like that. Besides, it’s something that I did without noticing.

Midoriya answered Aizawa, before stopping and continuing, now with a smirk on his face, his eyes never leaving Aizawa’s watching as to how the other would react...

-Besides, when they found out that I ain’t that innocent, will be funny as fuck.

Aizawa was now a blushing mess. The way Izuku cursed made him surprised but it seemed as if it belonged to the boy and his demeanor. Cursing seemed to be more part of Midoriya than anything else. He tried to hide his reaction, but he couldn’t stop looking into those viridans eyes that seemed to be looking at him with such love and affection, yet with a teasing tune to it.

-So where is that cat café we are supposed to go

-We may have to go to one different place. My squad was supposed to be hanging out at one.

Had he intercepted the hang out of Izuku with his squad? He didn’t want to stop the boy from living his life and not hanging out with his friends while they still had time. Izuku must have noticed how Aizawa reacted to the news, since he quickly shut that off.

-Yeah, they planned on it, but they never really invited me, besides, it’s our first date. I wouldn’t postpone it!

The big smile Izuku gave him seemed a little forced around the edges, and Aizawa quickly petted the other boy's head, comforting him.

They continued to walk till the cafe, seeing Todoroki, Iida and Uraraka hanging out in one end of the cafe, several booths away from the door. One look at Aizawa made them enter the cafe and pass the security to the cats so they would not run out of the cafe, and immediately being swarmed by cats and following to a seat, all the cats following them, and as soon as they seated on the both, they jumped to their laps.

-I didn’t think that we would be this famous alongside cats.

Giggles fulfilling the little bubble both of them had already created in the environment swarmed by cats, one even jumping to Izuku’s shoulder, and finding a seat there, a small kitten was already on his hair, the white from it contrasting with the dark green of his hair. One look at Aizawa, and he was no different. A big, fluffy cat found a seat on his shoulder, imposing himself on the other cats, since he was really seated and not laid. Looking closer, Izuku could see a scar on the top of the head, and the tail having a small deformity.

-Oh my! Scar usually doesn't join the other cats, nor is he close to the clients!

-It’s a good thing that he had decided to come near us then.

Izuku giggled, offering his hand to Scar to sniff, and when the cat liked his hand, Midoriya started petting him in his back, purposely avoiding the place with the scar.

The waitress observed the exchange of interactions between the boy and the cat, and when the cat licked the boy’s hand he started petting him in the back, instead of in the head, like most clients did, when Scar allowed them to be close. She also noticed the loving look on the other man's face, looking at the boy that was with him. Oh, so they are together?

-What would you like to order?

-For me a black coffee with no sugar, and a chocolate cake. And you ´Zawa?

-A sylvester fruit tea please.

Both males continued to play with the cats, not even noticing when the waitress brought their orders. They ended up sharing Izuku’s cake, which was delicious. The cats were always around them, from all 20 that the cafe had, 10 were always there. Scar, and the little kitten on his head, never left their places until they had to leave and the cats jumped out of them and made their way to another booth. They paid and left, promising to come back again.

The cats were so nice and fluffy, and Aizawa had such a soft giggle and smile every time Scar’s tail made its way to the man’s back of the neck. And so they made their way to the cinema, choosing to watch a comedy movie. The popcorn and some sour candy was with Midoriya, while Aizawa took the drinks. They entered the cinema and sat at their seats right in the middle of the cinema. The movie started and the room was empty, looking around there was no one else in the room.

Midoriya was aching to be a little close to the man, and he thought that maybe holding Aizawa’s hand would be a good thing, until he felt the man’s head on his shoulder. Midoriya froze for a moment, and Aizawa was about to go take back the action until Midoriya’s arm made his way to Aizawa’s shoulder, and pulled him to the same position the man was, his hand then sunk and pressed against Shota’s waist.

Aizawa, thanked any gods that were present that the room was dark. He could feel his face heat to an unbelievable temperature, and he just didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Midoriya anymore, or even give him the satisfaction of seeing him blush like that because of the way they were now. Aizawa then felt a little kiss on his head, it was so light and that made him smile a little more and cuddle better Izuku.

They left the cinema when the movie ended, and decided to go to dinner at an Italian Restaurant near the mall. Arriving there they saw nobody that they knew, and decided to go inside. The small talk came back, and they had been laughing for quite some time while discovering some stories about their life.

-So that’s why Midnight-sensei and Present Mic-sensei call you Lemon boy?! I had heard them calling you that but who would have guessed it was because of that!

-It’s not only them that call me that, Tensei, the Iida brother, also calls me that.

-And I thought that having my mom calling me “masked” was bad.

-Why masked?

Aizawa was intrigued. Why would Miss Midoriya call that to her son? That was amazing to have around.

-Since little I always liked to mask myself at home. It didn’t matter the time of the year, I would get home and dress myself in any costume that I had. Even if later became more because of the way she saw my personality. She always said that I had always something more to any requests I made or so. It was really weird.

-That’s kind of fucked up too.

-It is?

-Midoriya, your mom is basically calling you manipulative and two faced. That’s something you call a villain or someone who is messed up, not your son.

Midoriya made a small sound of understanding, and Aizawa tried to confront the boy a little by touching his hand full of scars. He would have petted his hair, but they were seated in front of each other and Aizawa couldn’t reach the other’s head from his seat.

The food arrived a little later, Midoriya calmed down, and was starting to put his thoughts on line while staring at his and Aizawa’s hand together and how he missed the warmth from the other while they ate. In a moment of genius later he remembered he had legs, so spreading his legs he touched Aizawa’s shin and saw as Aizawa jumped a little and a small blush was on his face as he looked at Izuku confused. His only answer was a big, brilliant smile that didn’t answer anything at all.

As they finished eating their main dish, both heard two voices that they knew too well. Curses spewing out of their mouths as they were seen by the duo that were with their eyes wide-opened as they made their way to them.

-Shota? Midoriya?

Nemuri Kayama, aka Midnight is one of the oldest friends of Aizawa, and a fellow teacher to the student present, who was currently on a date with Aizawa. Present Mic was also by her side, and hadn't said a word since he saw both of them.

-Yes?

The three looked at Midoriya, his smile and nice smile was there, but his voice was sharp and made Nemuri and Hizashi know very well that they weren’t welcomed in the little bubble of the two, not today. It surprised them all, how Miodriya was able to put them all on edge with a single word when his expression was one that welcomed them. It didn’t seem at all the sunshine boy that he was known to be.

-What are you two doing here? And are you dressed up, Shota? What happened to the baggy clothes and your sleeping bag?

-I wouldn’t bring it to a date.

Was the only thing Aizawa said as Nemuri and Hizashi's mouth opened a little more, shocked at the pair in front of them.

-Shota, he is our student!

Nemuri’s voice got out as a hiss, and she was looking at her more than logical friend like he had gone insane.

-And? We have Nedzu’s authorization to go out together. Just don’t tell anyone what you saw and know and we all should be fine.

Midoriya said as a matter of fact, and Aizawa looked at him with pride and love on his face, and a small smile he tried to hide with his hands, that hadn’t passed unnoticed by both of his friends, nor Midoriya.

Both friends were at a loss of words. How could Nedzu allow it?! And did he really allow it to happen? Right in front of their noses without having them have no knowledge?

-Anyone else besides Nedzu?

For the first time since the second pair had arrived at the restaurant, Hizashi spoke looking for an explanation.

-All Might, Recovery Girl and Hound Dog knows that I like him.

-Who knows what now?!

Midoriya was not prepared to have this bomb being dropped on him now. All Might knows… His mentor, yet he still didn’t comment anything about it to him, should Midoriya feel comforted that All Might haven't approached him or should he be concerned? Afterall even if he did, indeed, feel the same way towards his teacher, All Might should've talked to him about it. His expression was so strained and his eyes were so open that the little bit of balck shadow that he had used and survived till now was covered.

-I didn’t tell you about them? They were in the same room when Nedzu allowed it if you felt the same way towards me.

-No you didn't tell me anything about it. Nor did All Might, or any of those you mentioned.

-Oops…

-Besides, it’s literally our first official date. Can we have this conversation later and let us end this one on a good note and a promise to go in another?

As Midoriya recovered from the shock -of the person that held the bigger proximity to a father figure, besides his father, ignored the fact that his teacher had feelings for him- so did his sassiness that he had near Aizawa. Who was by the way once again blushing by what the boy had said. Nemuri and Yamada were just observing the interaction. Midoriya usually was a walking anxiety ball, and was always a blushing mess near anyone that was too close to him, and Shota was someone that didn’t let his feelings be so exposed, especially in public. Yet, both of them seemed to have their persona’s exchanged. They had never seen Aizawa blush, yet Midoriya seemed to be bathed with that reaction, as the smirk on his face grew a little more with the sight.

-I…

Nemuri was going to say something, but Present Mic dragged her to order their food, wishing them a rest of a good date. They could still hear him tell her to leave them alone, if Nedzu really had approved then there’s nothing wrong.

-So, when were you going to tell me that All Might knows?

-When I remembered that I hadn’t actually told you when or how I did realize my feelings for you?

-Wait, you realized your feelings for me on the same day?

-Minute. It was because of them that I realized it.

-I… When was this?!

-On the same day I found you crying and high?

-You realized your feelings on the same day as me?

-We are both idiots.

-Yeah, it seems we are Aizawa.

They were both laughing now, and Midnight and Present Mic, who was still present in the restaurant waiting, were watching their interaction, and when out of nowhere they burst out laughing, they just looked at them like they were crazy. But seeing how happy their friend was, how even laughing, like they have never seen him, he wouldn’t close his eyes just watching their student laugh so freely. Midoriya wasn’t that different, he was also with his eyes open a little, watching Aizawa smiling and laughing while holding the eye contact. Their hands found each other without much thinking and intertwining fingers as their palms were on the table. A small and found smile flourishing in both of their faces as they stopped laughing.

-Do you wanna eat dessert here, or outside?

-Can we go to the ice cream shop near the park and walk around it?

-Sure, love.

Midoriya agreed without much thinking, calling Aizawa “love” as well, it just came out of his mouth without any trouble. Looking quickly at Aizawa he saw the man, so red that it had spread to his neck and ears, frozen in shock and unable to hide his face. Midoriya had to take a picture, so without much trouble he opened the camera app on his phone and took a picture.

-I didn’t think much before calling you that. I am sorry if that was too much.

-Ahm… I… Ehhh… Mido...

His brain caught up now, and quickly Aizawa tried to hide his face with his hands, which were also red.

-Aizawa?

-You… I… Uhm… I… Liked…

Hearing this Midoriya was smiling and even a small blush appeared on his cheeks.

-Then let me pay, and we can go to the ice cream shop, ok love?

Without much thinking, Aizawa nodded, and Midoriya made his way to the cashier to pay for their food. As he returned, Aizawa quickly got up, and followed Midoriya by his side.

-They look good together.

Mic commented, watching their friend and student leave the restaurant. Kayama reluctantly agreed, watching their friend leave with a small smile on his face, and his posture relaxed.

-Yama, Shouta is wearing heels.

Kayama pointed out as she observed the beautiful outfit he pulled out.

-Shouta was wearing heels?

Yamada comproved as he looked at his friend's feet.

-Yes, yet Midoriya was almost the same height as him, and he was not wearing heels.

-Well, we are gonna have a few giants in the school, and he is growing.

-Midoriya was smaller than Kirishima, he is taller than him now, by sure.

-Holy shit.

Both friends left the conversation, and remembered the promise that Aizawa would only wear heels the day he understood he was really in love with someone. And Midoriya said this was their first date… Shouta was whipped by that boy, and that was clear to the two friends.

Shouta and Izuku had just gotten ice cream, one being coffee flavoured and the other mint and chocolate. Aizawa had paid this time, and they were both now walking around in the dark park, with nobody in sight. The night was silent, the only sound they were hearing being the insects and the leaves moving in the small breeze that passed from time to time. The night was hot, and they both felt at peace.

Shota looked at the sky, a breeze passing and it was a really good temperature outside. The stars were also shining bright in the sky. By the corner of his eyes, he saw Midoriya looking at him. A small smile and adoration were all over his features. Their ice creams had long since finished, both of their hands free, and without much thinking Aizawa took Izuku’s hand in his, a blush appearing in his own face as Midoriya quickly intertwined their fingers and held tight his hand.

Seeing the hours, it was almost 11:00 P:M, and time to go back to the U.A. Aizawa today didn’t have patrol, so he would be off duty and was going to ask the boy to watch a movie in the common room.

-Love? Do you want to watch a movie again when we get back? I think we have some popcorn and juice in the freezer.

That was if Midoriya hadn’t beat him at it.

-Sure Midoriya, I would love to.

-Aizawa, can you call me by my first name?

A small blush showing together with a small smile on his lips.

-Yeah, but you have to call me by mine too, at least when we are in private.

-Yeah… I can do it.

They were both just staring in each other’s eyes, both hands intertwined and with a tight hold of the other, until Aizawa broke off the eye staring and put his head on the other’s shoulder as they walked.

-I loved today.

-Me too, the cats were so cute and the cake there is good, next time we go there I have to ask for one for myself. The movie was good too, and I was really comfortable -Aizawa said, looking at the other’s eyes a second before returning his head to the place on the shoulder- the dinner was calm, even with Nemuri and Hizashi interrupting it... - a sigh leaving his mouth of how tired he would be after that chat- the ice cream and this walk is really good too. But the best part…

Aizawa had said all this calmly, always looking in front of them, except when he shared a look when the cinema cuddle was brought up, and now he was looking at Midoriya again, both stopping walking.

-The best part was being with you all day, and discovering a little more about you.

Izuku was still in silence looking with so much adoration in his eyes to the man in front of him, his free hand moving to hold Aiza- Shota’s face and gently stroke the scar on cheek. Aizawa just supported his face on Midor- Izuku’s hand, closing his eyes and just savoring the caress on his face. After a minute of silence, Midoriya spoke.

-I loved today too. Passing so much time with today was incredible, and being able to be like this with you is amazing too.

Their hands not even for a moment hadn’t been intertwined, and Aizawa’s other free hand had been securing Izuku’s hand on Aizawa’s face, gently caressing their scars. Aizawa opened his eyes slowly and Izuku took a step forward. His eyes traveled from his eyes to his lips, so when Aizawa freed the hand that was on his face, and straightened his posture, always looking to Izuku, Izuku’s breath hitched.

Both of their hearts were beating shamesly, and their breathing were starting to hitch. Izuku didn’t take long to bring their faces together, his lips only teasing, and their noses touching. Shouta was the one that brought their lips together. A relief taking over his body, both of his hands ended in Izuku’s face, as he felt one securing him by his waist and one in the back of his neck.

Shota was in paradise. Izuku’s kiss was so soft and calm, taking all the time of the world, savoring his lips. His breath hitched from time to time as the intensity of the kiss gradually increased. And as the hand on his waist just tightened more around it and Aizawa couldn’t suppress a moan at it. His waist had always been one of his weak spots when he was with someone.

Izuku thought he was in heaven. Shota’s lips were so soft and plump and so perfect. At some point he had felt both of Shota’s hand on his face, and the one that Izuku held on his cheek had passed to the back of the neck, playing with some hairs that were free from the ponytail, and brought the other, now free hand to the other’s waist. He felt as Shouta’s breath hitched when he put his hand there and he tensed a little before closing any distance between their bodys. Izuku just sighed a little more with his hold on his waist and was presented with a moan that wouldn’t leave his mind so soon.

Slowly they stopped kissing, and their foreheads were touching. The hands still in the same place, and eyes closed. Slowly Izuku opened his eyes, to be met with the grey eyes of his teacher, that now, up close he could see a touch of red from when his quirk activated. His eyes are so beautiful…

When Shota opened his eyes, all he could see were the half opened green eyes, that seemed a little bit darker than usual, and he practically felt the smile on his own face, as well on Izuku’s face.

A small kiss later, they resumed their walk back to UA. Arriving at the dorms, both of them took off their shoes, and went to their bedrooms to take a shower and change to be more comfortable. They shared a kiss, and confirmed it in 20 minutes downstairs.

20 minutes later, a Midoriya in grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt was making his way to the kitchen when he passed by Kaminari. He opened his eyes that by little they could've been caught arriving together and watching a movie all cuddly in the common room. At the last minute he went back to the kitchen to get some popcorn and juice. As the popcorn decided to pop, Aizawa entered the kitchen and went straight to Midoriya.

-Denki is back! I passed by him on my way here.

Midoriya hissed when Shota was in a hearing line so that he wouldn’t have to speak too loud. He saw Shota’s eyes being wide-open.

-That’s impossible, he was supposed to be on a family trip during this week, he wasn’t even coming to classes this week!

-What?! Then who was that?

Midoriya finished talking while taking the popcorn, and Aizawa was sitting on the banks looking in Izuku’s direction, enjoying the view as Denki made his way into the kitchen.

-Hey Aizawa-sensei, Hey Midobro.

Denki seemed energetic, but a little down. Midoriya frowned at that.

-Did something happen?

-Actually… Yeah it did. That’s why I am back earlier. I wasn’t supposed to go to classes this week.
Suddenly forgetting such information, Midoriya asked what happened.

-Do you wanna tell us what happened?

-Do you mind?

-No, at all! Tell us everything you feel comfortable sharing.

-Thank you… So, I don’t know if you guys know but I am gender fluid, and queer. And I am dating a boy actually. He is lovely and I really like him, and we have been dating for a time now… I wanted to present him to my family… It didn’t go well.

Aizawa, by now, had forgotten the movie with his… Boyfriend?, and was now in full Dadzawa mode and comforting Denki, as Midoriya brought him an orange juice.

-What did they do, Denki?

Midoryia’s voice had a dark shade to it, he was obviously pissed at the mere thought of what could have happened. With that, Denki broke out in small tears.

-They… Disowned me. My mom is a hero! And so is my sister! I thought that that would have them supporting me and continuing to love me no matter who I loved. Yet… How can I continue in UA?! I don’t have any money nor anyone to support me!

-Don’t worry Kaminari. We will talk to Nedzu and find a solution to it. You have our full support. Also, do you want skirts? For the uniform? And a different hero suit? And we have to sort out a system of pronouns if you aren’t ready to come out to class.

Midoriya just savored the sight. It was like Kaminari was his kid now, and it was adorable how supportive he was.

-Yes, also tell me. We will support you Denks… And I won’t let anyone mistreat you. Is Shinso in school?

Denki blushed and was shocked. They had been dating in secret, nobody knew, so how did Midoryia know?

-How do you know?

Denki saw Midoriya smirking and was like, “I know everything”.

-You are spending too much time with Nedzu, Midoriya.

-Well, he is my teacher 3 times a week for almost 1 and a half years.

-You are THE Nedzu student? Everyone knew he had some type of student but nobody knew who!

-Yeah, and it’s to stay like this, ok? Now, Is Shinso in school?

-Yes, he didn't go home this weekend.

-Call him, and tell him. Spend some time with him. I will be in my room watching a movie.

Midoriya said for a matter of fact, and subtly looked at Aizawa just for him to know that it was for him later to join him.

-Yeah, call him. I will wait with you for him.

-Thank you.

Denki said as he quickly left the kitchen to call Shinso.

-Join me later, ok Shota?

Midoryia said, leaning on the table looking at Denki and looking again at Shota, giving him a small peck on his lips and a wink leaving the kitchen with the popcorn.

Shota was trying his hardest not to blush. Izuku had used his first name. It was hot, why the fuck was that hot?! Aizawa just posed his head on the table, hiding his face with his arms around it. As Denki entered the kitchen once again, Aizawa didn’t feel any more heat on his face.

-So?

-He will be coming in 5 minutes. You look tired Aizawa-sensei, you can go rest! You don’t need to be here waiting with me.

-I don’t mind Denki, besides I am not that tired, I had a full day for sure, but it was a good one.

Denki saw with surprise how his teacher seemed relaxed and even had a small smile. His eyes also seemed to shine brighter.

-Thank you.

5 minutes later, Shiso had knocked on the door and was now entering the common room, hugging Denki and kissing his forehead non stop. When Shinso saw him at the entry door to the kitchen, he just nodded and Aizawa made his way upstairs. He had someone to cuddle to.

Knocking on Izuku’s door, he noticed the door was already open. Entering, he saw the boy sitting in the bed, none of his piercings were on him, except the one on his nose, that he was absolutely sure that he wasn’t hiding it in front of Denki.

-Hey there love.

Midoriya said as Aizawa closed the door behind him, and opened a space for him on the bed by his side. Half of the popcorn was already missing and half a cup of juice.

-Hey… What are we watching?

Aizawa asked as he laid on Izuku’s chest and hugged the other. He felt then Izuku’s heavy arms hugging him and bringing his body closer to his, as he felt a light kiss on the top of his head.

-I didn't choose yet. Was just waiting for you to help me.

-And downing half of the popcorn.

-And downing half of the popcorn, yes.

-Can we watch the new “Cruella” movie? Heard it was really good.

-Sure thing love.

Izuku then proceeded to go to a pirate website searching for the movie playing it on the small projector he had on a shelf on the top of his bed. 5 minutes later they are both watching the movie.

As the movie finished they were both wide awake. It was 01:00 A:M, and sleep seemed to disappear. Looking at Izuku, Shota saw a small smile on his lips, and felt the hand on his hair that was now free. Quickly Shota kissed Izuku on the lips, but before he could go back to the same position as before, the younger had grabbed his face and pulled him closer to his own face. The quick kiss turned to one long and slow, and when they broke it, Aizawa was on top of Izuku’s body, straddling his hips.

-Comfortable like that love?

Izuku’s smile was just so adorable, and he was always analysing Shota’s face, which had once again, acquired a blush.

-Indeed, I am.

-You are playing a game that is a little too dangerous now Shota. Calm down please.

Izuku stated as a matter of fact, as he brought Aizawa’s head to his neck and let Aizawa be like that for a little, hugging his waist and messing with his hair. Shota could fall asleep like that.

-It’s nice being like this.

-Indeed it is Love.

The last thing Shota remembers is being in Izuku’s arms, and a slight kiss on his head as he fell asleep.

Chapter Text

When Aizawa woke up the next day he was still in Izuku’s arms. It was probably around noon since they had gone to sleep kind of late, and the bedroom was being lightened up by the semi-open window. And for the sounds of students returning to their bedrooms.

Shota’s sleepy brain didn’t take long to remember where exactly he was besides being in Izuku's arms, his body moving on his own way too quickly and waking up the still asleep angel that was helding him.

Izuku was in the middle of one of the best sleeps in his life when suddenly he was shaken so badly that he woke up and had to leave the world of dreams. Opening his eyes, on the way to the bright room, he saw Shota in front of the door, panic being all over his expression.

-Izuku! Are you there?

The voice of Uraraka slowly being comprehended by his sleepy brain, he then saw an even more panicking Shota and his brain finally clicked and a “shit” left his mouth. Quickly he got out of bed, and Aizawa runed to the bathroom at the same time Izuku opened the door a little, stopping her from entering his dorm in any way, like sometimes she would do when he didn’t cover all the entry.

-Uraraka? What are you doing here?

Uraraka was suddenly very red on her face and her brain didn’t seem to work anymore since her mouth was just opening and closing and no words were being said.

-Uraraka?

That seemed to break her from whatever put her in a trance.

-Uhm, nobody had seen you today, and most of us had been here since 7 in the morning… Just checking if you were alright?

-Wait, what hours are now?

-Almost two in the afternoon? Are you okay? You don’t usually sleep that much…

-Yeah, just stayed up later, and was having one of the best sleeps ever.

-Ah, true… Have you seen Aizawa-sensei?

Said man, who was hiding in the bathroom, took the opportunity to sneeze. Uraraka seemed to notice the sound, but Izuku closed the door a little more, and now barely his image was able to fit between the open door and frame. Uraraka seemed a bit taken back by the stop, but said nothing.

-Ah no, I haven’t. Why?

-Midnight-sensei and Present Mic-sensei were looking for him, and he wasn’t in his dorm room.

-If I see him, I will make it known.

-Izuku, are you really alright?

The frown on her face was proeminente, and that just made Midoriya wanna run to his bed and forget that he also would have to talk to his teachers because of yesterday.

-Yeah. Why are you asking?

-You seem kind of moody?

-I was just sleeping really well.

Aizawa was able to hear all the conversation from the bathroom, since it wasn’t that far from the bedroom door. The last part was able to sooth the frowning on his face as Uraraka couldn’t seem to go away. Then he remembered how Izuku woke up without a shirt, and how his sculptural abdomen that Izuku sported. Suddenly he only wanted to run and hide that view and make it exclusive to him. Aizawa heard the soft click of the door closing and left the bathroom finding Izuku against the door, his eyes closed.

Izuku was tired, even after all the sleep he had. It was always like that if he was woken by anyone and not by himself. Opening his eyes he saw Shota looking at him and a small smile was on his face, that most of the time was always looking like marble and moving besides his mouth when teaching or his eyes closing to go to sleep, even in his sleep, his face didn’t seem to relax at all. The expression that he had when he fell asleep seemed like it stuck to the rest of it, since he had fallen asleep with a small content and tired smile.

-DId you sleep well, Love?

Izuku asked as he took Shouta into his arms, peppering his face with kisses all over his face until the other was a giggling blushing mess. Izuku only watched with a small smile on his face until Shouta calmed himself after the kisses attack, getting his arms around Izuku’s sholder’s, which was almost on the same height as his. After calming himself he got his face closer to Izuku’s and slowly he kissed the other on the lips.

-I did. And you?

-Uhum, I didn’t sleep that well for a long time, not without smoking.

-You only smoked because of the phantom pain right?

-Yeah, I had tried some other ways but it never got a good response or was never effective enough for the time it was supposed to be.

-And why had I never heard of this until now? You know, I am your homerun teacher, and your legal guardian while leaving here and being minor. I have to know when one of my students is using recreational methods for treatments.

-Sorry, it’s just… if I added it to my file my mother would know. And I know how bad that sounds but when this option was brought up she didn’t even let the doctor finish it before refusing, accusing the doctor of trying to make me a drug addict and losing the time of my life and just trying to make my life worse. Even after all the medication that I tried was ineffective. The doctor tried once again when there were no more options and was outright refused and threatened to bring it to court if he even mentioned once more that treatment.

AIzawa had always had his reservations concerning the woman. The visit they paid when it was time to bring up the moving to the dorms sistem brought a new light over the woman. He saw how, even if unconscious (which was even more concerning), Izuku was always in her field of vision or the same room as her, if she was away for more than 2 minutes. Like he couldn’t be trusted in being alone in the same room as two adults, with his teachers! He was curious about what brought that behavior over the woman, why she seemed to give so little trust about her child. He then remembered how Izuku was quirkless for the majority of his life and how they were viewed as inferior and weak, and so utterly fragile.

Mr. Midoriya probably still viewed Izuku as she had her whole life viewed how quirkless persons were considered. How useless, and a waste of space they were. How they would break and harm themselves so much more easily without a quirk. Aizawa had to take a deep breath and hug his boyfriend, who was in his arms. More like Aizawa was in his arms.

-A kiss for your thoughts?

The deep voice of Izuku takes him away from his thoughts. How had he gone from the thought of why he wasn’t informed about the recreational treatment to why Mss. Midoriya had reacted that way?

-Just a bit about human behavior, was thinking why would your mother be like that.

-What was your conclusion?

Izuku had started to lightly kiss Shouta’s neck, simply because it was all on display and Izuku wanted to kiss him, and not stop the man from talking.

-How you were quirkless almost all your life, and how quirkless people are viewed. It is quite concerning her behavior, especially if she is doing it unconsciously. But how did you get the doctor's authorization?

-All Might took me to the doctor when I couldn’t even move my arms a millimeter without having me scream. Which only concerned him more, because of him knowing how high my pain intolerance is.

-And that in itself is concerning Izuku.

-I know, but… You know people aren’t nice to quirkless people. Some view them as someone who is weak and inferior, other’s so fragile that a poking finger can make a more than normal situation, in one that's a life death situation. Some don’t even want to breathe the same air as us, as it would make them weaker simply because of that.

Aizawa didn’t know why, but the last part seemed to kick closer to home than the other’s, and it brought some dangerous thoughts to him. Because the simple phrasing brought the image of Bakugo’s Katsuki to his mind.

-Izuku, didn’t Bakugo go with you to school before Yuuei too?

Izuku tensed under his arms, his mind being triggered by that simple fact, since the other hasn't stopped the loving kisses on his neck. A few moments of silence passed until Izuku stopped, and spoke.

-We did, but… We were not close.

-Izuku, you have called him by the same nickname since the first day of school here. How couldn’t you guys be close? He lets you call him “Kachaan”!

-We weren’t. He hadn’t been my friend, in the proper terms of friends, since his quirk showed up.

-Izuku, tell me please what was your history with Bakugo before Yuuei.

Izuku’s head had never left the crook of Shouta’s neck, the integrity of the time he had started to talk. The sound leaving his mouth making tickles there, and his lips would sometimes brush lightly over it while talking. It was distracting to say the least, but he wouldn’t let Izuku distract him in such a serious subject.

-Kachann was not the nicest person to me, but for sure made my life easier even if it seems messed up the way he did.

-What do you mean?

-He… He was the only one that bullied me. He didn’t let anyone hurt me besides him, if he found out if someone had messed up with me, he would beat them, and leave me alone for weeks. So nobody besides him really did taunt me, even when he said some comment moust would join him, and he wouldn’t do anything about it. Or the teachers. When the teachers started it he wouldn't actually do anything about it. Since it was only spoken. He didn’t do anything if anyone was taunting me verbally, only physically.

Shouta was fuming at their students. How could they forget to mention something this important to him! Bakugou shouldn't have even entered Yuuei, and still here they were, almost graduating both of them, and Bakugo had been free of any punishment for his actions!

-You do know that he should be punished for it right?

-I do know and understand that, it was and is really messed up. He has been going to therapy for 2 years now, and he had started to make things right between us before asking for forgiveness. Even if he had never really wanted me to forgive him. Kachan has quite a contradictory inferior and superior complex, and quite a masochist side too. I know he smokes too because of the pain on his hands, yet he is always using his explosions to demonstrate his emotions. And because he is very strict with himself, only the first place is the bare minimum for him. Maybe because everyone had always told him how he was perfect to be a hero because of his quirk. People always put so much pressure on him, especially Auntie. She may love him and accept him no matter what, but she has the same personality as Katsuki.

-That… Is so concerning. Seriously what’s with none of my students sharing something as important as being in therapy and bullying others! I am not forgetting that you are using weed with a doctor's prescription without your mom knowing.

Izuku’s kiss continued, until it seemed as if he remembered something.

-Uraraka asked for you, it seems Present Mic and Midnight are looking for you.

-Because of yesterday… They did say they wanted to talk to us.

-Yeah, man… This is really going to be difficult. First date and we already exposed this to two people.

-Hey, it was a really good date though.

A small, content smile mirrored in eachother’s face, their eyes didn’t stop gazing into each other for a few more moments, before they kissed once more.

-DId you know that it is 2 p.m?

Izuku said out of nowhere, and Shota’s eyes were wide open. He had never been one to sleep after 10 A:M, even if he later would take cat naps.

-I… What?

-Yeah. We should probably dress and make you get to your dorm before anyone else comes barging in instead of knocking. Uraraka would probably barg in if I didn’t occupy the whole entryway.

-She what? Does she normally do that?

-Yeah, but I already know how to counter attack if I don’t want her to barge in. Don’t worry.

A small peck being placed in Shota’s lips after he finished talking. Neither of them wanted to let go of the other now that they finally had the physical contact that they craved for 2 years. They felt so good near each other, and so happy… They couldn’t let go of each other. But after a few more minutes drowning in each other's presence so close, they started to get ready to leave Izuku’s dorm, and make it to the older’s dorm, without alerting the other students, even this late in the afternoon.

Izuku dressed one t-shirt and made sure his septum piercing was hidden and didn’t have any forgotten from last night. Shota just looked at Izuku after trading his own sweety hoodie to one black with a cat from Izuku, making Shota drown in the other’s scent.

Leaving the room, Izuku went first seeing if someone was in the corridor, and then sprinting to the elevator when the coast was clear. As soon as both were inside, Izuku pressed the top floor, that was where Aizawa had his dorm. The doors closed, and the breath that they didn’t even notice that they were holding got passed both of their lips, a small and dangerous smile playing in both of their faces. Leaving the elevator they saw two figures in front of Aizawa’s door. The tension returned to their shoulders at the sight.

-Yamada, Nemuri.

Aizawa called and Izuku relaxed at the names. They already knew so they didn’t have anything more to share with them. Yet Izuku saw as they both got ahold of his presence how it was their turn to tense.

-Midoriya, Shota. Let’s talk shall we?

Midnight-sensei said as Aizawa opened the door. Midoriya only nodded, and tensed as he saw how serious Midnight was.

-Are you hungry Izuku? We still haven’t had breakfast.

-Sure, do you want me to do it?

-No need Zuku. You like bacon and eggs?

-Yes please. Thank you.

Yamada and Nemuri watched how both of them interact. They both knew how Aizawa hated having to cook for more than one person so it hitted them with surprise as he refused their student to do it. Another thing that hitted them was the absolute adoration on Izuku’s eyes as he looked at the other man. And how soft Shota’s eyes seemed when he looked at Midoriya.

A few minutes later both of them were eating in silence on the countertop, both drinking black coffee with no sugar at all. Just looking at each other and sharing some secret smiles. They moved like the other two people in the room weren’t present and Yamada felt bad when he broke the little bubble a few more minutes after they finished eating.

-Shota?

-Yeah?

-Can you tell me how the… ahm… Did Nedzu approve of this?

-It was as simple as us both stopying being oblivious fuckers. And talking to him even before saying anything to each other.

Aizawa explained, and shared a look at Izuku.

-And me being his private student may have a big effect on him.

Izuku explained, as he looked both of them in the eyes. Clearly expecting their reactions.

-You are his student? Man… I lost the bet. Wait, who knew you were Nedzu’s student.

Mic complained as he quickly looked at the situation in front of him, and his brain worked twice as fast.

-All Might and Shouta? Bet?

-These motherfuckers! You guys knew! That doesn't count!

-Yup, they were betting who had the brains to be Nedzu’s student and courage to actually pass time with the Mouse God willingly.

-Man… we are so dumb.

Midnight said looking at Mic that was looking at her like “yeah, no shit.”

Shouta and Izuku are just drowning in mischief at the idea of his boyfriend making his friends and colleagues just bet and lose on something he already knew the answer to.

-Yeah ok, but we are getting side tracked.

Midnight said, adopting a more serious posture on the couch.

-Right.

-So, how did you understand our feelings for Shouta Midoriya?

-I would actually like to know. You already know how I discovered mine.

-No, I just know who made you realise your feelings, I don’t know how they made it though.

-Oh yeah.

-Midoriya?

Midnight called him, waiting for an answer, and not wanting him to get even more distracted with his boyfriend.

-Ah right. So… It was right after Uraraka confessed to me… She spoke of how my eyes shined and I had this small smile and my mother had once pointed to it, and after that I was conscious of it, so I knew who I was thinking about and it was Shouta so yeah. That 's how.

-Wait, back up a little bit listener. Uraraka confessed to you?

-Yeah? But she already knew that I would reject her, she just wanted to get rid of that and start moving on.

-Oh…

Looking at Shouta, Izuku saw how his face was blank, and that probably in his mind he was planning to kill the girl.

-But you still have to explain how the hell All Might, Hound Dog, Recovery Girl and Nedzu helped you understand your feelings.

-They just started to point out things I did when I was near you that I don’t do near anyone.

-Yeah, but how did that start? They wouldn’t out of nowhere start to pinpoint your actions near me.

-It was because I arrived at the teachers lounge smiling without noticing.

-It was creepy as hell. Shouta never smiles, and never that sweet.

-Owh, it’s a reserved smile to me then? Because he is almost always smiling with me.

-Damn, the MIdoriya effect is strong.

-UHm ok, and then what did they pinpoint? I bet I ain’t the only one curious... Midoriya must be too.

Izuku only nodded, sitting comfortably on the one seat sofa. The duo of friends knew it was the one Shouta never let anyone sit on, they were just waiting for Shouta to notice and expel the boy from there, so they were surprised when Shouta let him stay, even going as sting together and cuddling the boy in that space.

-It was All Might that brought you to the conversation. I was smiling, minding my own damn business, and people were asking why I was smiling.

-I was actually looking outside to see if the sun was exploding or something.

Midnight said, winning some chuckles from the boy.

-All MIght then asked if I was with you before, and then RG entered the lounge and heard your name and mentioned how she had healead you many times that week. But then the situation was cleared and she was basically sharing the same brain cell as All Might and asked if I was. And then the fact that you were on Hound Dog therapy was brought, also apparently we shared a moment when me and All Might went to your house because of the dorm system.

-We did?

-Apparently. And then Nedzu stopped them from saying anything more and making the other realize what was happening, and brought everyone that understood inside his office, and asked if I was harbouring feelings for you, which made me spit out my coffee.

-I will make you some later if you want.

-Okay, then. And it seems that before that when we were talking in the classroom it counted as a moment too.

-When we were talking about hair products?

-Yup. And then they started to pinpoint how I always pat your head when I am talking with you.

-Didn’t I also peted yours?

As Izuku said this he moved his hand to mess a little with the other’s hair, which was graced with AIzawa laying basically on his chest, and that only that made Izuku compare Shouta to a cat.

-Yup, and then Nedzu just went how he won’t fire me and how he knew that you somehow reciprocated my feelings and we were able to keep it professional at school and hidden until a year after your graduation.

-Aren’t we like half way into the school year? So, it’s not a lot of time. And then after it, we will barely have any ways to be together with anyone else, and we will have vacations! And then only one more year, and I will go pro and that year will be more occupied than any other, and we will rarely see anyone from my class.

-Yeah, we can do this.

They couldn’t. Only a month had passed since their chat with Nemuri and Yamada, as Izuku was now allowed to call them when in private and out of the school. They had almost been caught in some awkward situations. And Izuku just wanted to know how oblivious they were, he literally called his sensei Lemon Boy -Like Nemuri and Hisashi would do to tease him-, as he had passed calling him sometimes, in front of them. Maybe it was because Shouta lanced him his mortal red glance at him after.

Not long after, Midoriya had started to look after Eri-chan. Shouta had officially adopted the little girl in their 2nd year, and it had been a long process of recovery for such a little child. Yet, she was the sweetest, and she was so eager to know stuff! And Midoriya was more than willing to teach her some stuff that was appropriate for her age, or a little more advanced. She seemed more than happy to learn and understand more, and she actually understood things! So, Midoriya was explaining her some primary level knowledge and her eyes were shining so much, and she was writing in that little stil shaken hiragana that was improving every one she wrote, and every now and then throwing a kanji she already knew.

Shouta had arrived a few minutes before, but neither of them had noticed it. He was just next to the entryway looking at both of them, a smile on his lips as he listened to Izuku teaching Eri. They were in his apartment, so nobody normally would come up here if he wasn’t needed.
A few minutes passed and he made his presence known, receiving a blinding smile from Izuku, and Shouta just wanted to kiss Izuku. It has been a little more than 2 months since Nemuri and Hisashi started to know about them, and their first date. And they were a little more domestic. So kissing Izuku when he was arriving at his dorm was a normal occurrence that he just broke because Eri was there.

-How was your day princess?

Aizawa asked softly, kissing the crown of her head, near her horn.

-It was nice, I love when Izuku is teaching me… Uhm Izuku?

-Yes Eri-chan?

-Are you and mama together?

-Mama?

-What now?

Both of the males asked at the same time. Izuku had never heard Eri call anyone mama, so he was confused about who she was speaking about. As for Shota, he was thrown off by the question. Why would Eri ask about it? She had never really witnessed them in their little domestic moments.

-Mama is him! And I have seen how both of you look at each other! Izuku looks at mama like he hangs the stars on the sky and everytime mama receives a notification that you had hurt yourself he looks so desperate, but if it’s everyone else he just looks like he isn’t paid enough for all that.

-So sensei is mama?

-Hai! That’s why I wanna know if you guys are together!

Izuku and Shouta shared one look, before asking the ultimate question to one of the most important persons in their lives.

-Do you want us to be together, Eri-chan?

Izuku asked, a small happy content smile on his face as he saw Eri’s smile once again.

The little girl had been smiling more and more as days went by, and Izuku couldn't be more than happy that a child that 2 years prior didn’t even know what a smile was, was distributing them and could see them everyday.

-Yes! You guys seem like you guys were made to each other! And you guys seem like you respect each other and worry about the other!
-Eri, what we are gonna tell you now it’s very serious, okay? You can’t tell anyone besides auntie Nemuri and uncle Zashi okay?

-Okay!

Sharing one more look, gathering the courage to tell her, Izuku grabbed Shouta’s hand. He had long since sitted with them on the floor, looking at Eri in front of both of them. Taking a deep breath, Shouta spoke, breaking the little moment of silence.

-We are dating popcorn.

The brilliant smile of Eri, seemed even more shining now, forcing them to actually squinting their eyes a little bit.

-That means that I can call Izuku, Papa?

Shouta eyes widen at the question. Izuku is only smiling beside him, looking so adorably at the little girl. And before Shouta can say anything, Izuku answers her.

-Yeah, you can call me papa Eri-chan!

The little girl then runs to Izuku to hug him, but still hesitates before Izuku opens his own arms and Eri jumps on him, making them fall on the floor.

Shouta is so proud of all the progress his child made during these two years under his custody. Not all days are good days. There’s some that she absolutely refuses anyone to touch her, being when brushing her hair, or helping her with any clothing that is troubling. or even the little pats on her head that she absolutely loves, but it’s only part of the progress, and everyone has boundaries. It’s only on her right to feel comfortable and refuse hugs and kisses on her little round cheek. Shouta and Izuku don't mind whenever the little girl wants to hug them or give them a kiss on their cheek, but she still hesitates until she is given authorization to proceed with her action. When asked why she did that, she simply answered “Not everyone wants to feel some comfort through touch! I know sometimes I don't, and simply someone being with me and trying to make me feel better with distance makes me feel a lot better! That’s why I do that. I can’t expect everyone to feel like receiving a hug everyday!”. Shouta was so proud of his little girl, from being this strong and understanding what some people took quite a long time to grasp. Not everyone is a fan of touch, and Eri understood that, since she was not everyday one.

-Marvel marathon!

Shouta screamed when they finished their hug and both of them sat on the big sofa in front of the tv, getting comfortable or pulling the first movie from the site, while Shota went to get some candy, popcorn and juice from the kitchen.

A few days later both of them were alone in the classroom. Izuku stayed after taking some doubts that he had during classes, and Shouta was taking them and explaining again to him and after that they stayed in a hug. Shouta had been super tired that day since the day before he had to participate in a mission inside a new Yakuza in Tokyo. He got to his dorm almost at the same time that he should be leaving. He didn’t pass on Izuku’s dorm, since he had stayed the night there taking care of Eri and entering the dorm he saw both asleep, Eri on top of Izuku’s chest as a starfish, Izuku not that different. He had a leg falling off the bed and the other was on the side of the window parallel to the bed, his head was also almost falling off the bed. Shouta just went into the shower after seeing both of them and when he got out his alarm woke up everyone in the dorm-apartment.

Izuku knew how tired his boyfriend was after last night so he hugged him when both of them were alone, and started to mess up his hair and offer his extra coffee cup that he had on him. Shouta had kissed him in appreciation and that’s when the door opened and Iida entered, five minutes before class.

They quickly detangled themselves and Izuku left his cup with his teacher before sitting in his place.

-Hey Tenya.

-Hello Izuku,,, Sensei…

The side eye they both received from Tenya the rest of the day, made it impossible to be close to each other for a few days before Tenya stopped giving them the side eye and suspicious look.

He knew that his teacher had someone because of his brother. He was always talking about how he could tease Lemon Boy and his new partner. Tenya however could never guess who it was, since his brother never dropped any clues, but after the day where he caught his teacher and Izuku way to close to each other to be school appropriate, he thought that maybe, his teacher partner was Izuku, which would be absolutely against school rules. But still it would be a serious accusation to be made before having any clues, so for the next few days he absorbed how both of them interacted.

It was obvious his teacher and uncle was close to Izuku and trusted him, afterall he took care of Eri alone when Aizawa had some mission, and Tenya dared to say Aizawa considered Izuku his friend and someone he was comfortable spending lots of time with. Eri-chan more often than not dragged Izuku from the common when he had nothing to do, to the appartement where she and Aizawa lived, to play or teach her something new. She barely spent any time with anyone else in the class, or in the common room anymore, even if when she first arrived in Yuuei she prefered passing her time there.

A week later, Tenya dropped any doubts about his best friend being with Aizawa-sensei. And at the same time, Izuku was feeling jealous and protective of his boyfriend.

Ms.Joke had been on an exchange with a few students from Ketsubetsu Academy that had graduated and had passed their year as pro, such as Yo Shindo, Tatami Nakagame, Shikkui Makabe and Etejiro Toteki. Some students from the Yuuei graduates from last year had also gone to Ketsubutsu, and given a lecture and helped other students train.

It was a normal occurrence, and something Izuku always dragged. He hated seeing the woman all over his sensei during all her free time while in school. And now that this year, he is Shouta’s boyfriend, it just made the whole exchange even worse. Izuku almost wished he would be send to Ketsubutsu to not witness anything or murder someone that didn’t seem to take a hint that Shouta was very much uncorfortable around her.

During all that week, Izuku was in a bad mood, and Shouta was almost glistening in making his boyfriend jealous as he loved their aggressive makeouts that left him panting and wanting more. Unfortunately, with her there, they had almost no time together alone. Fukako was always around Shouta, and sometimes it would have to be Eri-chan saying that she didn’t want the woman there.

Eri might be one of the sweetest children out there, but she also spent a lot of time with Katsuki, which meant that if she didn’t like something she would say, and if she didn’t like that woman near her mama and stopping her parents from spending time together. she would more than gladly say to the woman to go take a ride and disappear. Even her personality irritated Eri, that was also why she was mean to the woman. Way too touchy and didn’t respect when she said that she didn’t want to be touched by her. So when Izuku arrived she was more than happy to have a break and make the woman go away so Eri could have some alone time with her family.

Izuku was livided. Fukako didn’t seem to understand the meaning of no. Eri was more down these days since the woman didn’t understand that. No, Eri-chan didn’t like that she pinched her cute cheeks, or hugged her so tightly. And Izuku knew Eri also didn’t like that the woman was trying to steal her mama from her papa. Izuku thought that was cute. So, he made a promise to the little girl.

-If she does that once again to you, run to me and I will deal with her, yes little porcupine?

-Hai papa!

Izuku couldn’t resist every time Eri called him papa, it was so adorable and it made him so warm inside.

So, not even 2 hours later when Eri burst in the classroom crying and calling for Izuku, he in 2 milliseconds was in front of the girl.

-Eri, did that happen again?

Most of the class was confused, and why did Izuku sound so pissed, but well, if someone did something wrong to the little girl, every single one of the students would go against whoever hurted her.

-Yes.

Speak of the devil and he will show up. Fukako entered the classroom out of breath after running after the little girl.

-Fukaku-san. Why don’t we speak outside for a few seconds.

Izuku said and not even waiting for an answer he left the classroom. His smile on his face, but only the pro-hero could see and feel the killing intent that was aimed at Ms.Joke.

-Princess?

-Mama, can I sit on your chair?

-Of course princess.

The class only watched the whole interaction, and did Eri call Aizawa-sensei MAMA? After everyone saw her sitting on Aizawa’s chair, the question was popped to the girl.

-What happened princess?

-She doesn't stop pinching my cheeks and hugging me even after I say to stop and that no I don’t want her to touch me. I told her to leave me alone, since I was studying but she didn’t and stayed by my side in my space! I just had to get here after she tried to hug me once again.

-Why did you come here and not the teacher’s lounge?

-Because Izuku was here! We made a promise that if she overdid my boundaries one more time, then he would have a talk with her.

-Ohoho, this will be interesting.

Shota had a special sparkle on his eyes after knowing what, with no doubt, would happen to the pro-hero. She dared to upset their child, when Eri was in her right, then Fukako would suffer. Shouta felt a tug at his sleeve and looked at Eri that had a little note to him?

“You still like Papa, right Mama?”

The question made him frown, why would Eri think that?

-Of course princess. Why would you think that?

Eri was now only responding in little notes…

“You haven’t spent a lot of time with him, and you are always with that woman... “

-Don’t worry princess. I still love your Papa a lot.

Shouta was speaking just for his daughter to listen to him, but when there’s 2 people in the same room that had a long range listening quirk, he knew that he was heard by them. When he looked at them, he saw how they were shocked and putting a finger in front of his lips he looked at them and nodded.

2 seconds later, Izuku entered the classroom again. He was in a better mood after putting the woman in her place.

-When Eri says no, it’s no. If she says for you to leave her alone, you will leave her alone.

-She’s just a child! They need love and affection!

-She may be a child, but she has trauma. She doesn't like touch, and you. So you better leave her alone.

-You aren’t her dad! You can’t make me do that.

-She calls me Papa, so yes I am her dad. And if I can’t make you listen I can make you feel. You may not like the way I will teach you the importance of no, but for sure you will learn how to respect when someone says no.

Fukako suddenly felt so little, like a mouse in front of a huge and scary shadow, that wouldn’t let her leave until she agreed or she would be dead. She couldn’t make a word fall out of her mouth without being in agreement with the student. When he turned his back to her, she was so angry. She wanted to hit him, and maybe she wouldn’t be so angry. It was Shouta’s child and she wanted to be liked by her. She WILL be liked by her! And then maybe Shouta would agree to go out with her!

Except, she didn’t get to hit him. She was close, but her hand was hung high by something black.

-So many dirty tricks… Did you really try to hit me? You are more jennet than I thought. I am the number one student, and I have been doing more missions and have had more contact with villains than you can count. Not that you would know that. And how you tried to attack me, everything now will be self-defense.

Izuku then proceeded to beat Ms. Joke who only cried at every punch she received. If later, she was admitted at Recovery Girl with 5 broken ribs, interior bleeding, a punctured lung, a dislocated shoulder, and knee that would put her out of commission for more than 1 month, nobody would snitch that was Izuku’s doing.

Nedzu was proud of his student for sticking for his daughter, and that’s how he ended the exchange program earlier and blacklisted Ms.Joke as to never enter Yuuei and a restriction order for her to be at the minimum 50 meters from Eri. Nedzu wouldn’t allow her to try to destroy his student and “friend” relationship, nor for her to even dare to hurt Izuku or Eri.

It was later that day when Shouji and Kyoko came to him. They had listened to all his conversation with Ms.Joke, and heard when Izuku told her that Eri called him Papa, the same thing that Aizawa had used when he said that he still loved someone. They came to the conclusion that maybe Izuku and Aizawa sensei were together, but they had to confirm it with Izuku.

There’s a few things that the class noticed when it came to Izuku. He didn’t know how to lie. Since the first year, he was always a ball of nervousness when lying. At least that was what his class thought. Izuku made that reaction on purpose. He knew how to lie, and he had lied to them a lot of times by now. And they had never found out.

-Izuku? Can me and Shouji speak to you, please?

Kyoka had approached Izuku when he was finishing eating alone, late after his training. Most of the class knew each other's schedule just so that if they were needed everyone knew where they were. So that included when they finished training.

The class had taken by surprise the schedule that Izuku took in the first year. He had never changed it after the uproar that it caused, but by now, the beginning and finish times were the same, just what he did was more.

-What 's up?

-So we will be direct. We heard when you said that Eri called you papa.

-And we also heard Aizawa-sensei answer one of the notes she gave him. He said that he still loved her Papa.

-So… Are you in a relationship with Aizawa-sensei?

-That's unthinkable! I am his student, and that would be highly unprofessional of both of us! I just heard Eri speak about a Papa, and I kind of used the existence of that figure to make Ms. Joker go away. Eri had been really upset these past two days because of her.

Both students, believing Izuku, left the kitchen after the explanation, and Izuku was just happy that he could still impersonate a little bit of Tenya’s personality to be made more credible in such a situation. He really shouldn't tell anyone else about that piece of information.

Chapter Text

Graduation had come by to, the now ex, class 1-A. Their whole school had been there, some alumni, and students that were still in their 2nd and 1st year. Something that hadn't happened on such a big scale ever in the history of Yuuei.

Aizawa was more than proud of his students and his boyfriend. Things hadn’t been easy for any of them since their first year, and they are finally going to enter the pro-hero world, and their ranks. It would be a bloodbath, but he knew his students, who had as much experience as any other pro-hero with more than 5 years of career, would be fine.

As for Izuku, this day had meant an overload of emotions. He couldn't stop himself from crying these little tears and smiling so much. He was happy as everything and was having one of the best days in his life, but some students… He ended up not smiling so much as the end of the ceremony approached. His mother didn’t come to see him, and his father called him before the ceremony and said that he had tried to come but there had been a villain attack and he had to go help since it was an A-Class villain. And other students, both male and female, decided that today would be their final try to convince the boy to go out with them. He received so many confessions that he had started to grow angry and just wanted to go away.

As he reunited with his class some had some looks on their faces… He knew that look. It was the same that Shouta had everytime that he was jealous, were they… Jealous of him? But as they looked at him that look would change from one that was completely happy and would continue to speak with him and dragging him away. Before leaving the grounds of Yuuei, he turned around, taking a final look at his school, which wouldn't be his after he stepped outside. Once he stepped outside, he would be the Pro-hero Deku, that can do it! He looked at all his teachers and some were looking at him, and his favourite trio got close to him.

-Mic-sensei… Kayama-sensei… S… Aizawa-sensei.

The trio shared a look before laughing, well Shouta didn't laugh but his eyes had that shine that Izuku knew he was having fun in that situation.

-You don’t need to call us sensei anymore Izuku, nor by our last names.

Nemuri said as she smiled. Some students listened to what she said, and the fact she used Izuku’s first name brought some arched eyebrows in their direction.

-Hai hai Nemuri!

And the laugh and the easy way Izuku adapted to that carefree, and that somewhat felt familiar in the youngest tongue, didn’t pass unnoticed by some of his close friends.

-Good boy.

Both laughed at the inside joke that had been created by Izuku calling Shouta when he did something against his will.

-I hate you both.

The eye roll and the shine in his eyes opposing each other. Shouta clearly liked being called that by Izuku only, and any other that dared to try would suffer the consequences, from both parties.

-Don’t be like that Lemon Boy.

-Are you ready to leave the easy life?

-If this was an easy life, I don’t even wanna know what is expected from me outside.

Izuku said half jokingly. The group knew how hard his year's studying was, and how much that had scared each one of them. The group had a laugh and mourn, and that quickly subsided as Eri approached them, and hugged Izuku by his waist as he picked her up with only one arm. If Shouta out of habit tried to hide his blushing face on his, not at the moment wearing, capture weapon, only Hizashi and Nemuri would know. Maybe Izuku by the smirk on the other’s face.

-Izuku!

-Hello porcupine.

-Why can’t I start calling now papa… It’s so weird calling you by your first name…

Eri said, her smile fading a bit but not entirely, as the name of her father rolled off her mouth. She noticed the look that both her parents shared, as if silently debating the answer.

-I don’t think it will be a problem, but try not to for now… It can put you in more danger, porcupine.

Izuku ended up stating as a pouting Eri was still in his arms and hugging his neck.

-Fine. But you have to take me to ice-cream with mama as soon as you can.

-Was already planning on it, porcupine. Besides I have a thing that I would like to discuss with Mama.

-What is it?

-Not here.

As Izuku said this his lovely look escaped to Shouta, just from him to know that it wasn’t nothing bad, just a new reality that izuku wanted to discuss with him.

-Ok, we will schedule something later then. Your parents? They didn’t come to see you?

Shouta never really knew the Midoriya situation, even after having Izuku tell him so many stories and situations, each more allarming than the last. He knew that Inko had some characteristic of an overprotective mother, and maybe an menthaly abusive one, but Izuku didn't let him do anything about it, after all “I pass more time with you than with her. I am barely at the apartment now, and I spend my weekends with you and Eri! When I don’t, I go out with the majority of the class.” Shouta never did anything, but that doesn't mean that he wasn’t paying attention in case something more serious happened for him to immediately contact Izuku’s dad and report, if not available his second option was Toshinori, and that was certainly a good second contact in case of emergencies.

-My mother… I don’t know what happened, she didn’t say anything at all. My dad had to stay because of an A-Class villain that appeared.

-So you don’t have anyone in your family here?

-Izuku!

Inko’s voice and footsteps were always something that Izuku seemed to look out for. He knew it was her without even turning around to see her distraught face and with a tinge of anger. He didn’t know what caused her to be angry but he really hoped that she would be quiet about it here. Media was still around and it would certainly reach the news and gossip magazines if she didn’t look out.

-Mom.

Only acknowledging her without a hello certainly didn’t help her expression.

-You could’ve told me that today was your graduation!

-I told you though. A week ago, 3 after and yesterday.

-No you didn't Izuku!

-Is she your mother Izuku?

The little girl in the group spoke and all attention was brought to her. Inko seemed to calm down seeing a child present, but the irritation didn’t completely disappear, and at that moment Izuku knew that a discussion would be held when they got home.

-Yes Eri-chan. This is Inko Midoriya, and mother, this little one here is Eri-chan. She was the first person I helped rescue in my first year. She was later adopted by one of the teachers and is always around Yuuei.

-Helo Eri-chan.

Eri, who was always a child eager to know people, since she had been deprived of it while under the Shie Hissaki, actually got closer to Izuku. She knew she would be safe if she was close to him. He had rescued her more than he was aware. Everytime he would check under her bed for monsters or when he would kiss her forehead and say it was to protect her from the nightmares. He always stopped the people from being too close to her if she was having a bad day or if she asked him. He never once questioned what she felt, and that was the best! She felt more than safe near him, she felt protected and cared for. Izuku really was the best Papa. So when she got impossibly closer to him, he frowned but didn’t push her away and hugged her back.

-She’s adorable Izuku!

-Eri? Are you okay?

Izuku ignored his mother, and the tick on the eyebrow was back. It was a sign that Izuku hadn’t seen in years, and always brought memories from when she was protective.

-Yeah, I am just not feeling very well… Can I have water?

Izuku’s heart was racing. Eri didn’t feel safe? “Can I have water” was a code that the three of them created for when Eri didn’t feel safe and wanted to get away from the person that was causing it. Izuku had suddenly the inclination that it was his mother's fault somehow.

-Of course princess. Do you want me to go with you?

Aizawa was the second after Izuku to recognize the code. The other two members of their circle were also aware but sometimes when the situation seemed normal they wouldn’t catch up to it until Shouta or Izuku intervened.

Eri in an instant hoped from Izuku’s hold to her mama’s tight and that made her feel as secure. As they arrived at the empty teachers lounge, Shouta asked Eri:

-What made you want to leave there?

-Mama, I don’t know why, but… Papa’s mom… It was her that made me want to leave.

At the same time Inko looked at her son who was still looking at where the little girl had left with Aizawa-sensei. He must be feeling worried for the girl since she wasn’t feeling good. Inko giggled to herself as she tought what a good father Izuku would be as soon as he realized he had been in love with Ochako all this time and asked the girl out.

Still her anger came back as the child wasn’t present now. She had been angry because Izuku hadn’t told her his graduation date, and when he refuted that it only made her angrier. Izuku had always been a sweet child, always obedient, but after enrolling in Yuuei he had been more upfront, and they had fought a few times when none wanted to give up on who was right. But in the end Izuku always asked her for forgiveness, afterall Mama knew better right?

When they didn’t come back after half an hour, Izuku didn’t leave his phone to talk to any of the presents, and the other two were in a chat about some of their future students and how they would like to work with some of their students in the future. They didn’t even once try to enroll Izuku or her in their conversation, as if they weren’t there.

-Midoriya-senpai?!

Inko saw as a few girls came closer, clearly not noticing her presence.

-Yes?

-I… I wanted to ask you out.

Inko in her mind immediately rejected the girl. No girl of value would ask out a boy! It has to be the boy giving the first step.

-I am sorry, I can’t.

-You can’t?

-No. I wouldn’t dare enter a relationship in my first year as a hero counting for ranks.

Inko was and wasn’t happy with her son’s answear. It was because Izuku had rejected the girl, but… He wouldn’t enter a relationship for more than one year?! She wouldn’t be able to see her grandchildren if Izuku continued to be like this! She would seriously have to have a conversation with her son about it.

When the girls left, Izuku went back to his phone, and he only put it in his pocket when he saw Aizawa come back, but without Eri, immediately frowning.

-She had a relapse and is now sleeping in the dorms.

-I wanted to say goodbye to her before going…

-You can always pass here before entering your agency. You had quite a few recruitments.

And as if the smell of rivalry got to Katsuki’s nouse, he sprung from out of nowhere.

-I bet I had more than you Deku!

-Wanna bet Kachann!

-Hell yeah Deku!

-What?

-100 bucks I got more than you!

-Deal!

-Aizawa, who had more?

Izuku asked and he knew for sure he had more than anyone in his class. He had discussed this with him before saying how much paperwork he had to fill to all those agencies, some not even japanese.

-Izuku with almost 20 thousand. Katsuki had 5 thousand though.

Izuku only laughed at the defeated expression in Kachann’s face. After All he had more 15 thousand recruitments than him.

-You had an overseas recruitment?

-Yeah, quite a few actually.

-You are going overseas?

Inko’s broken voice brought the attention of the group that had been on the two enthusiastic young-adults.

-No. I took one near here actually.

He knew why his mother would feel like that if he told her about it. His father was still a sore subject after all those years. Izuku may feel bad for making his mom think that maybe, just maybe, her child would want to be close to her.

She didn’t know that he was still in contact with his father, nor was she in contact with him. They had actually divorced but if something was needed to Izuku she would contact him and he would be more than happy to help his son.

They had divorced because of his new promotion and recruitment to the USA. It had always been a goal for him to work there, but he never had the opportunity for it, until Izuku was little and they had settled. Hisashi tried to conving Inko that it was a good thing, but the woman was stuck with never leaving Japan and her roots. And that was it for Hisashi. His dream was more important than that woman that was stuck with her ideals, and their shaky marriage crumbled under the pressure of such a decision. On court it was clear that everytime Hisashi wanted to contact Izuku, and vice-versa it would be allowed and Inko couldn’t interfere. And if Izuku wanted to visit his father, Inko couldn’t stop him. Basically, if they wanted to have any contact Inko couldn’t stop it without repercussions. Of course that didn’t stop her from trying to erase any presence from the man in their previous house, until Inko had enough of seeing hallucinations of them happy in every corner of the house they bought together, and moved from the big house to a small apartement in a safe zone.

Hisashi had never once thought different from his son, even after being diagnosed quirkless for 10 years. Izuku was still his incredibly intelligent son, obsessed with heroes and becoming one. He had always supported Izuku in what he wanted to do, if he wanted to be a stipper? Hisashi would find a safe place for him to work at and pay for any pole dance lessons. Izuku wanted to be an artist? Art classes it is. Wanted to be a hero? Martial arts and gym it is. He made more than enough to help his son make any dream he had a reality. Not that Inko knew.

More than Izuku hated doing something behind his mother's back, he learned that if he wanted to do something it had to be like this or he would never have a life.

Izuku understood his mother like no one else, and that is exactly why he was like he was to her. And that’s precisely why they left after she broke down after the mention of overseas. She would start a scene after calming down and that had to wait until they were at their house. And as Izuku knew, the second that the door closed and she calmed down, she started to yell at him.

-Why didn’t you tell me about going overseas?! Why didn’t you come to me to ask about my opinion on that? Why did you say that you wouldn’t be in any relationship during this year? When are you going to give ears to your mom and do as she says?!

As Inko started to speak in third person, Izuku knew they would be here for a long time and he just dissociated thinking about how he would bring up the subject of moving in together. However he was brought to reality as he heard a thing his brain couldn’t ignore.

-When are you going to impregnate Ochacko? I want grand….

Inko didn’t finish her sentence as she saw the look on her son’s face.

-The fuck did you just say?

Inko had never heard her son curse, and Izuku had never been this angry to actually curse at his mother. Yes he had been angry at her, but he could control himself to not say something bad to her, but… That was out of line.

-When are you going to give me grandchildren with Ochacko? And you shouldn’t curse!

-And you shouldn’t fucking medle in my life.

-I am your mother!

-It does not give you the right to say shit like that! I have feelings and I won’t let you talk like that about Ocha!

-So you do care and like her!

-She is my friend! I care about her as much as I care about any other friend that I have! She 's not special.

-Momma knows better, you like her romantically.

-Then I must like all my friends romantically too! Ocha is not special and I do not like her more than a friend. And I will not allow you to speak about her like that, nor me in any means. My sexual life is not important for you to know, nor am I comfortable to share that with you.

-But…

-No buts! If you talk about my friend like that again, I will not tolerate it.

-But you can’t spend all your life alone! And grandchildren!

-So what grandchildren? I am only 19 in the beginning of my career. That is more important than children.

-How can you say that!

-How can you think otherwise! My career at this moment is more important than any children I may have in the future.

-So you will get a girlfriend after your first year?

-No.

-Why not!

-I will be ascending in the ranks and I have to establish myself first.

Izuku was all buslhit now. All he wanted was to settle down with Shouta and start to grow their family next year, even if it would be cats. Shouta was all that was in his mind.

-But… I would be too old to be with them!

-Like I care.

The sound of a slap was all Izuku heard. He didn’t feel a thing, years of fighting villains disinfecting him from any pain a simple slap would bring him. Sometimes not even Kachann’s punches would make a dent on him, and Kachann had a strong punch, definitely stronger than a weak slap from a woman that didn’t workout as heavier as they did.

But it still hurts. She slapped him, his mother dared to touch his face, after she had been in the wrong. Mayhaps he went too far, but he was so sick of all this bullshit of grandchildren for her. He didn’t pass on her plans nor did his feelings.

-You will respect me Izuku, I am your mother.

-And you will respect me, my feelings and wishes. What I do with my life is none of your business, and you have no authority on any decision I make, nor can you decide in which age I have kids nor with who.

-I always think about what's best for you, Izuku.

-Having kids now isn’t the best for me, nor is Ochacko, or any other girl.

-Then what? Are you passing all your life single!

-There 's guys to!

-Friends won’t help you nor care for you as much as a girlfriend will!

-I don’t care about girlfriends! And girls will only ever be friends with me!

Yup, it seems Izuku is doing this now. He had wanted to come out before making his relationship public, but his mother was as dumb as brick, or just homophobic enough to not see what Izuku was hitting at.

-You will find a girl you like Izuku. Don’t lose hope.

-Hope… Hope! I was hoping you would understand what I was trying to say…Girl’s are in my eyes as attractive as a rock.

Suddenly an image of Eijirou passed on his head and he couldn’t help but smirk at the image of his body.

-I mean, I know one who is attractive no doubt.

-What?

Inko was lost. What was her son trying to say… It couldn’t be. She had raised him right. She was a good mom and Izuku wouldn’t … Izuku was a good son… He wouldn’t break her heart like this…

Izuku saw as a light bulb was lighted up on top of his mother's head. And he saw desperation and unfaith struck her. He could barely hear her thoughts. How she had raised him right and that he wouldn’t break her heart like this. Izuku was at his limit, his anger had faded by now. He was just so… tired of all this shit. He wanted his mother to understand that he was more than his kids. He was his dreams, and his desires. He was more than her son, and she needed to understand that he wasn’t like she wanted him to be. He was him, that mattered more than being the little perfect son his mother thought she raised.

-You… Wouldn’t. Even your father would be against it.

Izuku knew for more than a fact that his dad was the baddest bissexual bitch he had ever seen, and was actually in a relationship with a man. It was adorable how they supported and teased the living hell out of each other, but it was also possible to see their love and it was just goals actually.

-I know for a matter of fact that dad would be more than okay with it.

-What?

Did she really not know how often Izuku actually spoke to his father? And had actually never stopped talking with the man? And how he actually felt comfortable sharing this with him and that he had helped discover if he only likes guys or both or any other gender identity. His father had helped him a lot when he started doubting himself, especially when he saw how his mother reacted to the news regarding any type of LGBTQI+ representation in the media.

-Dad’s ok with me being-

-Don’t you dare finish that sentence.

-Or what?

-You will go to the streets.

-Jokes on you. Because I am gay. And I am actually dating a man whom I love more than anything in this world. I would have liked to introduce him to you, but… As it seems I would have been disrespected once again. And I would absolutely cut ties with you if you even dared to bad mouth him.

-Your my blood! I gave birth to you and took care of you all those years!

-You may be, but I know better than to be stuck with someone that doesn't respect and accept my person as a whole.

After that Izuku left the house. His mind running a million per minute, would he talk now to Shouta about moving in together and choosing a house? Or would he do that later and choose a house alone? He couldn’t even imagine choosing a house without Shouta. He wanted it to be their house, and it had been chosen by the three of them.

He quickly made his way without much thinking to Yuuei, he still had a bet to collect after all.

Outside he could still hear the voices of his friend that had become like family to him after everything they went through at their time in Yuuei. When he first came back inside, Shouta automatically locked eyes with him, Eri now was with him. Izuku knew that his mother's appearance had been why Eri wanted to get away from everyone, so it wasn’t that big of a surprise that she had gone back outside once she had gone away. But since Izuku came back, he could practically feel the worry of his lover's demeanour.

Shouta wanted to ask what was wrong, but with his class around it wasn’t the greatest idea. Later it would be then.

-Izuku! I thought you had gone away already.

As Uraraka's loud voice and statement, multiple eyes went to the green haired man arriving.

-Ayo man. Thought you had gone away before saying goodbye to us!

Kirishima Eijirou, always the free touch person, lanced his arm over the other shoulder, even if with difficulty, afterall Izuku was taller than him. Shouta had to control himself to not growl at the red hair, he could be a very jealous person, and both Nemuri and Hizashi enlightened on that fact. It was funniest shit to them seeing the other man trying to control himself to not slap away some person that was way too touchy with his lover. But as quickly as the arm was there as it wasn’t.

-Yeah, I had to take my mom home. She is sensitive to the word overseas. So Katsuki, where's my money!

At the change of subject most was just questioning what bet the two of them had made now. It was a normal occurrence for all the 3-A. Bets between the two boys had found a new rivalry and that brought energy and fun to them. They had been betting on the most absurd stuff, like how many chilli pepper’s they could eat before having to drink water (Incredibly Izuku had won that one, with 33 before chugging down a cup of milk, Katsuki had given up at the 20th), who could run faster the 10km around Yuuei without the use of quirks and the same route (Izuku had won the first time, and Katsuki the next but the third was a tie). They had been on that for an hour all three times, and had gathered quite the audience, and pulled bets around. It was a fun hour for a lot of the school that had won quite the money.

-What’s the bet now?

-Who had the most recruitments.

The class was actually invested in this one. Who had the most recruitments in the class actually?

-Wait… Izuku had more?

-Yup. Quite the difference though. My money.

Shouta could listen to the “bitch” that would have fallen off of that kissable lips of Izuku after he finished talking. The boy didn’t curse that much, but Shouta would be lying if he said it wasn’t hot.

Eri still didn’t notice that he had come back, but once she had, she jumped and he quickly put her on his arms as she hugged once again his neck and kissed his cheek, and Izuku kissed her forehead and nuzzled her face as giggles left Eri’s mouth.

-Are you a better porcupine?

-Yes, I am sorry… I don’t know why I felt I had to leave after your mother arrived.

Her voice was low and against his neck just that nobody could hear what she said.

-It's okay porcupine. I just want you to feel at all times comfortable, if we have options. I am happy you remembered the code.

Eri stayed in silence in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder as Katsuki came back with his money.
-Here.

-Okay, this got me curious. Who, in the whole class, has more recruitments?

As Denki voiced his curiosity everyone looked at Aizawa-sensei, not so much sensei to them now.

-Izuku.

Was all he said and everyone was curious on how many he had actually got. They knew Katsuki had more than five thousand and that was impressive and yet, Izuku had more.

-How many did you actually get Izuku? It's just curiosity really.

Mina questioned, but Izuku really didn’t want to tell his class. He didn’t know why he had a problem with everyone else knowing, when Katsuki already did and he had none against it.

-Wouldn't you like to know, whether boy?

The taunting leaves his mouth, making his class grout knowing that if he avoided a question, they wouldn’t ever know the answer. Katsuki stayed silent, respecting the decision of the nerd.

-So guys, to celebrate our graduation, tomorrow at Momo’s at 9P.M ok guys?

-Wait, why my house?

-Because it’s the bigger one, and you live alone.

-And who says I am okay with it.

-You do.

-Fine, but I am not cleaning nor my staff. You get it dirty, you clean it!

At Momo’s condition everyone agreed to it, and confirmed it. And as time passed, some left wanting to spend a little bit of time with their families before the service started.

All those missions that they had made during his student years had actually been paid by the Hero commission, so the class had been able to gather enough for indepence before entering to the Chaos that this year will be. Enough time had passed until it was only Shouta, Izuku and Eri that quickly retreated to the dorms, as Eri had fallen asleep on the other’s hold.

After tucking in Eri, Izuku went to the living room to cuddle his boyfriend after being near him the whole day and not being able to hug or kiss him. After a few minutes of silence and a few slow kisses, Shouta spoke.

-What did you want to talk about?

Shouta had sat on his lap, straddling Izuku who couldn’t concentrate with his boyfriend so close to him in such a position.

-Zuchan?

The nickname didn’t help in anything to Izuku’s problem, and he took time to close his eyes and take some deep breaths to regain some control over his actions and not do something when Eri is so close to them.

-Do you know how this year will be chaotic right?

-Of course.

-And I can’t possibly pass that much time away from any of you two actually.

Shouta’s always logical brain had an idea where Izuku wanted to get to. He would be lying if he said that the idea of asking Izuku to live with him and Eri hadn’t crossed his mind. He and Eri had to move since the child would be starting school this year, and she needed a place not so full of heroes in training and so movimented to study. Besides, she would want to bring friends to their house and that wouldn't be possible if they lived in Yuuei grounds. Izuku had entered his plan, but he thought that the man wouldn’t want to live with them, since it was indeed a big step. However, it seems he entered the other’s plan, and he was ready to take that step.

-Do you and Eri want to live with me? I still have to choose a house, and I couldn’t possibly imagine myself choosing a house alone. It didn’t feel right.

-For me, it’s okay. I would love to. We have to move out of Yuuei because of Eri going to school. And I had actually planned on asking you to live with us…

The smile that appeared on his boyfriend was so radiant that all Shouta could do was kiss him. The kiss turned to a make out session, that was becoming way too heated for where they were. They had never done anything sexual before actually, and Izuku was at his limit, and now that he had officially graduated, he thought that maybe they could… But not here. And Shouta suddenly stopped kissing him as if he remembered something that couldn’t wait.

-Why were you angry when you arrived at Yuuei again?

Izuku was torn between telling Shouta, or just waiting a little bit more before telling the man. They had been having such a good day, and they were so happy in that little bubble of theirs where nothing bad happened, that he didn’t want to pop it. But the stern and preoccupied look on Shouta’s face made him rethink the decision. He knew he could trust the man, afterall he had shared some of the situations that had happened and that he remembered better. But… This was today. They are going to be moving in, if it’s okay with Eri. And of course Izuku wanted to present Shouta to his mom one day, and to his dad. And now that he knew that maybe, he wouldn’t be able to present him to his mom only because she didn’t accept him… Made him a little bit sadder.

-What’s wrong baby?

Shouta officially knew that something had happened between Izuku and his mother. He only hesitated a little bit before telling him, and he always had that look that was filled with love but also pain. He knew that Inko didn’t let Izuku live his life because she thought that he was fragile and anything above kindergarten danger was way too much for her son, even after he was 9 and 10 years. It was a way of life that Izuku didn’t enjoy in the slightest, too safe and way in a bubble for him to be comfortable and happy. And he knew that his father, even from afar, had helped him live a little bit more. If Izuku wanted to do something, any workshop or sport, his dad would make it true. And Inko wouldn’t be able to stop him. However, Inko never questioned him when he got home after dark because of anything.

Shouta knew Izuku had two looks when thinking about his parents, Inko had one that was filled with pain and love, and when thinking of Hisashi he would have a special shine that was the result of all the freedom given to him and experiences. Izuku loved his mother, but she hurted him more than she realised, and his dad had tried to be present even from afar and made everything possible for the boy.

-I fought with my mom. She was angry because I supposedly didn’t tell her about the graduation, and she was angry because of something I said to some girl that came to confess with my mom by my side.

Shouta remained in silence as Izuku collected his thoughts, any desire for some action with the man forgotten at the pain in display.

-I said something about not wanting to enter a relationship during this year as a pro-hero, well first because I already am with you, and second because I never thought of not having you by my side. But she didn’t know that I had you already, and she got angry… She wanted me to go out already with Ocha… and bring her grandchildren. Now. She said some things about how I never thought of her opinion nor asked for, and how she wanted grandchildren, and for me to not be alone… I couldn’t take her speaking to me and not thinking about why I felt the way I felt, and respecting me nor the way I wanted to live my life. And how she wanted me to live my life like she wanted it… I ended up coming out at her as gay. She wasn’t pleased at all. Maybe because I may have been harsh with her, but she had already slapped me and I was even more angry… I just wanted my mother to understand and accept me! And see me more than a way for her to have grandchildren and a puppet! How I am a living person and how I have desires and wishes and dreams Shouta! She doesn't seem to understand it and it’s hurting me more than it should!

-Wait a second Zuku. She slapped you?

-Yeah, she made some comment about how she would be too old when I had children and I was like “Like I care”.

Shouta really shouldn't be laughing, afterall his boyfriend had been slapped by his mother but… He snorted at that and soon Izuku was giggling while kissing Shouta’s face that soon grabbed the other’s face to stop.

-You should probably talk with your dad, no?

-Maybe. Or not. All these years she never bothered to speak to him. But I should warn him of the homophobia if he brings his boyfriend. Now… continue to kiss me.

Izuku started the sentence confused, but ended it with a low voice that made every hair on Shouta’s body get up, and repress a moan. Quickly both were attacking each other's mouth, and some hands had dive into each other's shirts. At some point, Izuku’s hand had started to group Aizawa’s ass inside his pants, and he could feel every time his other hand tightened the hold on the other waist that Sho repressed a moan. Izuku was almost saying fuck it and take of Shouta’s shirt, when they heard the steps of Eri geting closer to the living room.

They both let out a fuck as they sitted cudling each other and a blanket over their legs only, covering boths boners.

-Mama? Papa?

Eri called arriving in the living room scratching with the back of her hand her eyes, still blinking away the sleep.

-Hello porcupine.

-I am hungry. Can we eat something?

Both nodded before calling the service of pizza as Eri seated on the other couch with her own blanket and turned on the TV on some cartoon’s. Slowly waking up.

-Eri? Me and Papa have an important question for you.

Eri then looked at them, her big red eyes still with sleep and some tears from yawning too much.

-Yes?

-We have been talking, and…

-What do you think of us three living together, porcupine?

Eri in a second jumped from her seat and was in front of them very seriously. For a second both of them had a heart attack thinking she would reject the idea, but as serious as her face, she answered.

-I will only accept that in the condition I can have a cat and/or a sibling.

Both males started to giggle as the new information processed and the tension disappeared. Eri soon found herself giggling too. She saw the fear and the tension on their bodies as she spoke seriously, she just wanted to have some fun with her parents, and was more than happy to finally spend more time with her Papa, and make any meal with both of them.

Soon the entry of Yuuei called saying about the pizza and Izuku left to get it. After that the small family ate. Izuku ended up staying the night and in the morning he woke up with more than 10 calls from his mother. That was definitely not the best way to start the day.

Shouta wasn’t in the bed, and he could smell the coffee from the kitchen. Getting out of bed, Izuku went to the kitchen. The best decision he had ever made. Eri had gone earlier to her uncle's house, since he hadn’t spent that much time with her anymore, and she was more than happy to go. Izuku had gone back to bed to sleep more after giving the little one a kiss on her forehead after asking if it was okay. Shouta mustn’t be able to get back to sleep and went to take a shower.

Izuku could see the water dripping of his long hair onto his back, gliding down the other’s bareback, until the line of the black underwear that covered the massive and toned ass of his lover. As he squatted to get something from the lower cabinet, the attention went to his things. The pale skin with a few scars won over the years fighting mostly against weapons and knives, was only a better vision. It showed how strong his lover was, and how much experience he had. How many villains had he defeated and arrested in total?

Slowly Izuku walked until he was behind Shouta, who incredibly still hadn't noticed him. As Shouta got up with the pan, and put it on top of the oven, Izuku hugged and brought closer the other by the waist, while papering his face with kisses and Sho let out giggles.

Izuku loved showering the other with kisses. It always made the other giggle and bring a little color to his pallid face, along with a smile so fucking cute that made Izuku want to substitute it with one of the sexy smirks that the other had. The one that made Izuku want to devour the whole man.

Izuku quickly kissed the man on the lips, or at least that was the idea, but Shouta brought him closer by the line of his sweatpants. And oh God, Izuku didn’t know why that drove him a little crazy. Well maybe a little more than a little crazy because when he took notice of the way they were, Shouta was on top of the countertop, legs hugging his waist, and Izuku’s hand passed from the waist the other’s neck, his thumb passing sleazily over Shouta’s nipple, teasing the man a little more. Moans dripped from the other’s mouth as Izuku sucked on his neck and collarbone.

Shouta had never been this excited, and with that much desire. He could feel his boxers getting wet with all the precum his dick was dripping, and his toes curling. His legs are trying to bring even closer Izuku’s body to his. All he could think was how good he felt, how good Izuku was making him feel. He didn’t care about the marks he would have to hide tomorrow if he didn’t want to be teased, all he could care now was to cum.

Izuku couldn’t take it much more. If they were doing this, they would be doing this on a bed. It would be their first time together and he wanted Shouta to be comfortable, because Izuku wouldn’t be able to think much. He was already barely thinking, how much when, maybe, he would be inside Shouta’s.

They quickly arrived in the bedroom. Izuku had lost his shirt and pants on the way there, and Shouta’s boxers were only on one foot. Izuku had started to stroke the other’s member, as he held Shouta with only one arm, as his mouth continued his work around Shouta’s neck and behind the ears. His eyes were only a little opened to see the way to the bedroom, but as soon as he caught the vision that was Shouta, with the mouth opened, the moans left his mouth because of all the pleasure he was feeling… Izuku couldn't close his eyes. It was hypnotising how beautifully gorgeous Shouta looked, all because of the pleasure he was inflicting.

When Shouta felt the bed under him, he questioned when they had left the kitchen, and when Izuku had left his shirt and pants. It was a God’s Vision. Izuku on top of him, and bringing him closer by pulling his legs. Shouta felt some tissue close to his dick, and when he looked down, he saw he didn’t have his boxers. But what stole his line of thought was the size of the bulge in his boyfriend's boxers, his mouth salivating at the vision.

-Sho… Look at me.

When Izuku saw that he had the attention on Shouta, a so dazzed Sho, and so incredebly erotic… “Focus Izuku, consent is sexy''.

-Until where are you comfortable going? I can’t control myself if I don’t have boundaries.

-Don’t control yourself. I want it all.

Shouta didn’t let Izuku question anything more as he kissed him, to shut him up.

-Where do you have the lube, and do you have condoms?

-First draw, behind it all. Don’t… ahhh… Condoms. I don’t care if you don’t… ugh.. One.

As Shouta spoke, Izuku moved his head down. Shouta could feel the hot breathing near his cock, and the moans couldn’t stop. He didn’t even hear the pop from the bottle of lube opening, he just felt the cold and the pressure of a finger on his entry. As the finger slowly got inside, he noticed how different it felt from his. Izuku’s finger’s were thicker and more calloused, making them feel rougher and Shouta was loving every moment of that finger getting in and out of him. And when he felt that finger curl, his vision blanked for a second.

Izuku was only touching Shouta on his ass, and the man seemed closer to his orgams with only one finger, and unfortunately for Shouta, Izuku may need to stretch him with more than three. Izuku saw as Shouta arched his back and his eyes reached the back of his head. He slowed down the movements until Shouta started to move his hips to find more contact.

Izuku took off the finger, and brought Shouta to his lap and started to slowly kiss him, grinding their erections together. When Shouta didn’t seem so close to his orgasm anymore, he put inside again one finger and a few seconds later, another which Shouta swallowed without any difficulty, he added a third not a long after. Scissoring and curling and stretching. He felt Shouta's cock against both of their belly’s jerked a little, and once again Shouta’s eyes were on the back of his head. Both of their hips were moving, but Izuku was still far from cumming, contrary to Shouta’s that by now was basically riding his four fingers. His moans were getting louder and louder and his fingers were reaching even far up the other’s hole, and when Izuku brushed against the prostate, Shouta basically screamed as he came.

Izuku didn’t stop leaving light kisses on Shouta’s shoulder’s, as he regained some composure.

Shouta was in heaven. He had never come so hard he saw stars, or could remember his name even a few seconds after it. And it was only with his fingers. If Izuku was this good with his fingers, he couldn’t imagine how good he may be with his cock. At that thought, Shouta started to feel the soft kisses that Izuku was leaving on his shoulders and neck. His hands, both of them, secured him by the hips on his lap. He could still feel the other’s bulge and he was more than eager to bring some pleasure to the other while he recovered from his hevanly orgams.

Leaving Izuku’s lap, he was met with a confused look, but he didn’t stop what he had in mind. He pushed Izuku’s shoulder and he laid down at his silent request without any question. Shouta started by kissing the other’s neck, leaving a few red marks on the other chest and abs. His hand was a little lower than his mouth, but he still looked up to Izuku’s face, to find him looking at him with his cheeks flushed and eyes half closed. On a silent request he put his hand on the top of the other’s boxers, and realization of Shouta's idea seemed to strike him. He saw Izuku dry swallowing and nodded.

Izuku saw that Shouta didn’t lose any time to move on as he allowed the other to take off his boxers. And holy shit, Izuku couldn’t stop the growl that left his mouth as he felt Shouta's Calloused and slender fingers around his cock. Shouta looked at him a little surprised, panting, his hair was all over his face, and Izuku just moved one hand before grabbing all of it into a tight hold, that made Shouta moan close to his dick. A silent moan leaving his mouth at the sensation of the breath near that region.

Shouta couldn’t take his eyes off Izuku. Not when he looked so damn hot, and erotic like that. All naked in his bed, finally after 1 and a half years of dating. Slowly he started to leave wet kisses by the length of his cock, and holy shit was Izuku’s dick big. Not only in length but also thickness. Shouta wasn’t even sure if he could take all of that in his mouth, but he would still try. On the tip, he kissed and sucked a little, like he had done in some of the other kisses, and got to the base again and kissed down the dick. His other hand moved to mess with Izuku’s balls, as he got to the tip again, sucking and wetting his dick. This time he didn’t get down again with kisses and started to put it in his mouth.

All Shouta could hear were the moans and growls made by Izuku, and he felt like he could cum again in no time thanks to that, and the pleasurable pain he felt on the tight hold of his hair. Shouta left his jaw relaxed as he tried to take Izuku’s length but he could only take half of it before touching the back of his throat, and he gagged a little. Izuku brought his head back and as they looked eyes, Shouta could see the worry on his face.

Izuku was feeling so good. Shouta was incredible with his mouth. It seemed as he knew exactly what his thoughts were, and it only made it more erotic. But as he felt Shouta's throat he looked down. He felt as Shouta gagged and was quick but careful to take his dick out of Shouta’s mouth.

-Are you okay, puppy?

Izuku didn’t know why he had called Shouta puppy, but it seemed the man liked it as he moaned at it. Izuku smirked at the reality.

-Are you okay?

-Yes, don’t worry.

-And it seems like someone liked being called a puppy~.

The pet's name sounded like a moan, and all Izuku could hear was Shouta’s own moan as a response. Izuku giggled as Shouta again took his cock in hand to continue the blowjob.

-Careful puppy~ I don’t want you to get hurt. I still want to hear your beautiful moans~

Izuku didn’t know what possessed him to say that stuff, but he saw how Shouta liked it, in his expression. He continued to talk, and cleaned a few tears on the other’s face that could take almost all his dick till the base. Izuku was almost near his orgasm when he pulled Shouta’s head back and he looked really like a lost puppy.

-I am just almost cumming, puppy~ You were taking my cock so well. Good puppy~

Shouta didn’t know what possessed him, but listened to Izuku calling him puppy and praising him… Felt so good, and he wanted more. Who knew he had a praising kink?

-Master~

Izuku was surprised by the name, but as he felt his cock stir a bit he knew he liked being called that. He was surprised that Shouta hadn't asked for more praise. Afterall…

-Shouta such a good puppy~ Aren’t you?

-Yeah, I am a good puppy to my master~

Izuku pulled Shouta by his hair to kiss him, swallowing the other’s moan, probably caused by the pain from being a little bit aggressively yanked.

-So my puppy likes pain?

Their voices weren’t louder than a whisper, only for the other to hear. Only for the other to know, like a secret that only the other was allowed to know. Their moans whatsoever, were another story. It was almost like they wanted the others, that could possibly hear them, to know to whom they belonged to, and how they belonged to the other.

The whine coming from Shouta confirmed the little theory as Izuku yanked not so gently the long and silky hair of the other. Now, knowing that Shouta enjoyed him not being so gentle, Izuku took advantage of that, taking Shouta from between his legs and pushing him to the otherside of the bed.

When Shouta looked up, all he could see was Izuku’s eyes with a toxic and dark green, that quickly turned to be his hair, as Izuku nibbled, bitted and sucked the other skin. At each action, he was regarded with a moan, and a:

-Master~ ahh...More please! AHHH~ I need your cock Master~

Izuku couldn’t take much more of Shouta’s pleading. He would have never thought that the other would be so… loud, but he would also never imagine that he would hear so much the other’s voice when normally it would be drabbing. It was a nice change.

As he moved down, he only breathed in the direction of Shouta’s slender cock, before going to his thighs, ignoring the leaking cock in front of his face. Izuku took his time biting and leaving hickeys on the other’s already scared legs when he couldn’t take more.

-Doll I can't take it anymore~ I have to put it in~

To which the only response that he receive was the loud moan and

-Yes~Master! Please~

Izuku then took the chance to coat his length with the lube that had been forgotten after preparing Shouta. Putting Shouta’s leg on his shoulder, and continuing to nib and bite where he could reach, he started to tease the entry of his beautiful boyfriend.

Shouta’s moans were louder and he whined even more as he didn’t have what he wanted inside of him. He was never one to take time on pleasure himself, he would try to do it the quickest possibly, just for him to continue with his life, and not have to suffer with an erection. And now that Izuku was treating him like this, teasing him… It was so much more pleasurable than he could think, all his thoughts were only filled with master, and the sudden waves of pleasure as Izuku nibbed, bitten and sucked and Shouta didn’t know what would come next, besides himself. He felt as Izuku bitted and left hickeys along his scared thighs, and that was on his shoulder exposing him so much, but he didn’t, couldn’t, feel exposed to Izuku. All he had felt till now, besides all the pleasure, was love. He felt loved by Izuku in every move. As he felt the teasing tip on his entry, he moaned the louder he had all the time they had been intertwined in each other. He wanted more… And Izuku was not allowing it. If he didn’t enter him, Shouta would have to take measures into himself, if he could move his legs, that is.

Luckly, Izuku seemed to take pity on his dazed and out of his mind boyfriend. Shouta didn’t control all his sounds since he had started to tease his entry, and like that he started to enter slowly. It was tight, and if Izuku didn’t control himself, he would have cum only by that, and Shouta seemed the same as him. The walls accommodating him, and not keeping him in only one place, seemed more like swallowed and sucked in his cock, like Shouta’s mouth had done before. It didn’t take long before he had entered all of it, and Shouta was panting like Izuku’s breathing was heavy.

Both of them were into each other’s presence only. And nothing that passed outside was listened to by them, not like anything was happening. Except for the birds that were now starting to sing. They only cared about each other and how the other felt at the moment, bashing in the other reaction, more like Izuku was bashing in the other reaction. Shouta hadn’t been able to do much more to his boyfriend besides the blowjob, since Izuku took care of him so well that he was out of his mind and totally at the mercy of others.

Shouta didn’t moan when he had bottomed up all of Izuku’s. His voice fell at that moment, but Izuku drank all of his reaction’s. How Shouta arched his back, and his hips brought him closer to Izuku. His breathing was irregular, and he could barely see the ceiling, but could still distinguish his boyfriend's green hair. Izuku continued his job at marking his boyfriend’s thighs, while waiting a bit more before he could move, not only for his boyfriend but also for him. If he moved now, he wouldn’t be able to last long, and he wouldn’t be able to make Shouta enjoy even more. Izuku was thirsty for all of Shouta’s reactions at every little movement he made while inside of him. He wanted to drink all of them.

-Doll?

As Izuku tried to bring Shouta’s attention to him, he saw how his boyfriend was so out of his mind, that it seemed like he was going to pass out. Suddenly he didn’t know if it would be a good idea to continue this… Until Shouta moaned, his arms going behind his head to hold at the headboard, as he tried to take off a little to slam again against Izuku’s hips. Shouta didn’t need to do that twice. Holding with one hand Shouta’s waist, and the other the leg on his shoulder, Izuku started to take out his cock, only to slam his hips once more against Shouta’s. Izuku continued like this, until all they could hear were their moans.

-Puppy~

-Master~ Izuku~

-Shou~

The sound of their skin collinding only exting even more both of them, and bringing them closer to their orgasm as minutes passed by. Izuku’s movements started to flutter, and he knew he wouldn’t take long. Shouta seemed like he would cum from any stimulation, and so Izuku started to stroke the other’s cock, which quickly brought him to the orgasm.

If Izuku thought that Shouta couldn’t get tighter, he was so wrong. As Shouta came, he squeezed Izuku’s cock making him cum too. While still inside Izuku moved in and out a few more times, before taking out and falling by Shouta’s side, which instantly cuddled him.

They passed a few more minutes in silence, still recovering from the daze. Just bashing in the other’s sweaty warm body. As Shouta opened his eyes, and moved his legs, he felt something fall off his ass.

“He… He came inside of me? Really?”

Shouta rolled his eyes, but stayed by the side of his boyfriend, not commenting on it. When Izuku’s breath regulated, his own stomach reclaimed some food now.

-I… Wow.

Izuku looked like he had an outside body experience. He now felt so good, and relaxed.

-For more than that was amazing. I can’t move Izuku…

-Was I too harsh, love?

Preoccupation was all written on his face, and Shouta couldn’t not laugh at his expression. Afterall, izuku wasn’t that harsh, and Shouta felt loved during all of it.

-No, you were perfect.

Shouta took that moment to capture the other’s lips.

-But… Can you not cum inside of me next time, or use a condom?

-Oh. Sorry. I don’t know why I did it…

-Don’t worry. But if we are in a hurry, and don’t have that much time use a condom. I don’t enjoy the sensation of cum dripping out of my ass, even more if it’s for a long period of time darling.

Suddenly an image of him and Shouta came to his mind. The idea and suggestion recurring right away.

-Well… I have an idea of how I can compensate you now…

Shouta didn’t know if it was the suggestion implied by his tone, or the smirk paired with the same toxic dark green -that he had seen in the other’s eyes during their activity- but, he shuddered. He loved how Izuku could pass as some innocent broccoli boy to the other’s, and… such a sin to him. And even after all they had just done, Shouta couldn’t help but blush at what passed by his mind.

-If you are comfortable with that, that is.

-Maybe another day. This was already too much for me today.

-Okay then. I can go make some food then.

-Ok.

-If you need me, I will be more than glad to help you, my love.

Izuku said as he got up from the bed, still nude. Shouta was able to see all the freckles on the other body. He didn’t have just some on the face, they had some down his spine, and in the back of his neck. His ass also had some, along with some scars and stretch marks (“Maybe because he had grown so much in such a short time?”). It was a sight that he suddenly felt possessive of.

Izuku didn’t leave the room, until he kissed Shouta on the forehead and in bridal style brought him to the bathroom. Leaving to let Shouta take a shower alone, while he went to make food for them, and clean the sheets from the bed. When everything was ready, Izuku waited for his boyfriend to be out before going to take a shower, and put on some clothes that he had left there the previous times he had slept there.

The rest of their day was peaceful and homelike, while looking for some houses together online, and Eri arriving later with Hizashi next to her. They received a few funny looks from Mic, until he had gone home.

Unfortunately when he looked at his phone, he remembered that today he had the party at Momo’s house. Receiving a few messages asking where he was.

-Fuck.

At the curse from Izuku, Shouta looked at him. The stress evident on his face.

-What happened?

-I have a party at Momo’s today, which the class organized. I totally forgot.

Eri had been listening, and she was sad that her Papa had to go so soon, afterall, with her, he had only passed an afternoon. That didn’t go unnoticed by Izuku. He saw how the little girl was frowning at the thought of him having to go away so soon.

-Don’t worry, porcupine. I will be back soon. Besides, me and Mama still have to choose the house where we are going to live! All three of us.

Izuku kissed the little girl’s forehead, and then kissed Shouta’s. Pecking him on the lips and a soft “I love you” leaving his mouth, where a smirk was when he saw the blush on Shouta’s face.

In five minutes, Izuku left the apartment in the Yuuei grounds, and went to his mother’s house to get dressed. Choosing a white dress shirt, and a pair of black jeans ripped in a few places, he put on the boots that he had used when he went on a date with Shouta, their first date actually.

When he looked himself in the mirror, he saw the little red dots that Shouta had left on him, and he didn’t dare to cover up, even though he still used some black shadow, and chose to put on all his piercings. He hadn’t used some in such a long time that he was afraid they had closed, so he was happy that he wouldn’t have to waste money now to get it pierced again. The one on his nose, he just spun it outside, the ones in the eyebrow were a little tricky, but he got it. Next was the one on his lip, between the golden and the silver one, he chose the silver one. The ones on his cheeks weren’t that hard to put on, and next he put the one on his tongue. The ones on his ears were the ones that he used more often, so it was easy to put them on.Yet when he looked in the mirror, something was amiss. His neck seemed naked. Maybe because he didn’t have any hickeys there. The silver necklace that shouta had presented to him on his birthday afew days ago was the chosen one.

When he arrived a half an hour later, everyone was in the living room in front of the television. Some music passed in the background, and most were with drinks in their hands. Nobody had seen him yet, since it was one of Yaoyorozo’s maids that opened the door, so he decided that he would scare them a little bit, or just wait until one of them noticed him there.

He started to get impatient when nobody had noticed him after 10 minutes. They were pro-heroes now and no one had noticed him standing there.

-Where is Izuku? He said he would be coming.

Mina’s voice was the one that brought the memory of their classmate to the other’s. She was always the one that invited him to the club when nobody wanted to come, and it was fun.

-I don’t know…

Most of the people present grunted saying that they didn’t know.

-Well, I may have an idea.

Izuku spoke, taking a sip of a drink that the maids had offered him. Everyone on the couch jumped and looked at him.

-Izuku?!

-That 's me.

-When the fuck did you get here nerd?

-!0 minutes ago? One of Yaoyorozo’s maids recognised me and opened the door.

He took another sip, before finishing the drink and started to pay attention to the TV.

-Wait… Since when do you have piercings?

Sero was actually the first one to notice the shining metal in the other’s face, Izuku had actually never used them in front of the class, only that one time in front of Denki when he and Shouta had come back from their first date. And he doubted that the girl remembered anything.

-I knew that I wasn’t hallucinating Hitoshi! I told you that he had one!

Or maybe he did remember.

-Yeah, you weren’t.

The subject continued. The volume of the music going up, and the rhythm getting quicker. He wasn’t having that much fun, most of his friends, his family, his brain complemented, tried to subtly flirt with him.

When it was almost 1A.M, a few had already gone home. Some were way too drunk. Izuku was still stuck around, and Katsuki was sitting next to him.

-Auntie called my mom.

Out of nowhere Kat spoke and Izuku only sighed.

-Yeah, I guessed she would.

-So you came out huh?

-Yup. 100% Gay.

-Auntie wasn’t happy at all, but the old hag wasn’t happy listening to her best friend rambling like that.

-I wonder why?

-Maybe because she has also a gay son, no?

-Oh makes sense.

-So what are you gonna do?

-Move out.

The subject died, and he saw as Katsuki was almost falling off the couch with how sleepy he was.

-Eijirou!

Izuku called out the red head, to help him with the blonde. He knew of the crush of the other and was more than happy to help him with Katsuki even if now, Katsuki still didn't reciprocate the feeling.

Izuku didn’t take long before going to his mother house, even if all he wanted was to go sleep in his lover’s arms, and love him even more as he opened his eyes the next morning seeing his sleeping form.

The next few days, to Izuku, were weird. His mother saw him more than once, and the only acknowledgement of his presence was the nasty look directed at him.It hurted him, since she didn’t accept him, but he was trying to move on and forget about this whole ordeal.

He had spoken to his dad a few days after. He explained what happened, and how he had a boyfriend. His dad had acted offended at the thought that Izuku hadn't told him about his love life, but if he explained their story, his dad would understand why he hadn’t told anyone. So his dad agreed to visit in a few months. That would give them more than enough time to prepare themselves and their house.

After a few visits, the small family had been more than happy with the house they had chosen. It was bigger than necessary for the 3 of them, but the design, space, organization… It was perfect.

When they entered it had a small room with grey walls, and a black closet where they could put their shoes and coats, as well as some bags. Then it divides the stairs to the upstairs floor, to the right to the dining room, and to the left to the living room. Both rooms were connected because of the kitchen, which was in a more american style instead of the japanese.This floor also had a bathroom, which was a little more hidey, under the stairs. The door being one that you pushed and let go making the door open to outside of the bathroom.

It was all in neutral tones, and the furniture gave the colour. The dark blue couch that they had seen prior online would look perfect there, alongside the marron TV table. The black with golden buttons armchair being perfect in that place.

The dinning was a little lighter with the coffee colour in the walls. And the brown table that was already there wouldn't need to change. The same thing couldn’t be said of the candle holder, adapted to light bulbs that were in the ceiling. That… thing was a bright green. And it didn’t match with anything besides broccoli. That thing was the first thing to get out of there, and was substituted for leds around the room.

On the second and third floor were the 6 bedrooms. 4 on the second, all of considerable size , and all with white-walls. Every single one of those bedrooms had a bathroom and only 2 had a closet. Eri already claimed the one where the park could be seen from the window, which was one of the two that had a closet, and later found out an access with stairs to the attic, two floors up. She was happy to find that access actually, even though when she learned that she could lock that door, she was happier.

On the upper floor were the other 2 bedrooms. One of them was considerably larger, and both were connected. The only change on that other bedroom, would be the transformation to an office with a species of library, since they decided to put cubicle shelves in all of the walls, some just had some of the more rare All Might figurine of Izuku, or some prize that Shouta had received, and a few left empty, since it would be to photographies of Eri and to her accomplishments. She also had a little space for her there. A table that would be perpendicular to the side of the big desk that Shouta and Izuku would use, and maybe Eri when she got too old to want to be in the office or for that table.

The attic got transformed into a place of games, with, later, its own mini kitchen. It had a few cabinets full of junk food, and candy. A fridge, with some drinks and sodas. Along with his own oven and microwave. It had a table to play some puzzle games, and a big Television in front of bean bags and a couch in the middle of them. The collection of playstations and Xboxes that actually belonged to Shouta was impressive, alongside all the games he owned. Later they ended up buying some more child friendly things for Eri to be able to play with them.

Their home was perfect for them. And they had a big garden with an already big tree that gave quite a big shadow actually and was a good way to spread a blanket and have a picnic on hot days.

When Nemuri and Hizashi first came by to help them move they were shocked with the size of the house. Kayama tried to claim a bedroom for her too, but it stayed by trying since Izuku looked at her and hugged the members of his family closer to him as if saying “Don’t try, only them”.

Izuku had started to work for an agency that was actually close to his house, and it didn’t need him using any means of transport, and Eri’s school was only 2 blocks away from the agency so when it started he and Shouta walked her there, and after that Shouta went to Yuuei by train, and Izuku went to the agency.

As he was technically starting, people at the agency snarled at him when he tried to take in any missions. Maybe because of his reputation, but he was regretting a big deal when he chose the agency and didn’t see who worked there. It was a big surprise when he first bumped against Ms.Joke. She startled before apologising, almost snarling at him, and going away. He saw the confused looks direct at him, and their interaction, but he continued his job of distributing the paperwork by all his co-workers, before going on patrol with Bubble Girl.

He remembered her from his internship with Sir Nighteye, so he was greatly grateful when he saw her. He later learned that she had been working there since then. She wasn’t able to take care of Sir Nighteye cases, and Mirio hadn’t the experience nor requirements before taking care of an agency. All Might tried to save it, but the contracts started to vanish as it wasn’t no longer the man that appreciated humor taking care of the agency. Bubble Girl then started to work there as an assistant and when some newbie arrived she got in charge of going with them on patrol. It used to be Ms. Joke, but after she got in trouble with Yuuei, she got in charge.

Their first patrol ended without any problem, and he finished all the paperwork before being free to go home. To his lover’s arms. Except he forgot Shouta would only be home at 9 because of a boarding meeting. Since this year Shouta was no longer living in the Yuuei headquarters, he had to pass that duty to one of the teachers that moved in. Which included him not being in charge of any class this year.

Life was good, and he was appreciating it. He was actually getting up in the ranks without much work, and even if it didn't feel right with him, there was no way of stopping it.

He was relaxing in the living room when he heard the doorbell ring. He wasn’t expecting any visitors, all the residents had the key to the house, and it was too early for Mic and or Kayama to visit. When he got up off the couch and looked into who was in the doorway.

Izuku was shocked. How did she know where he lived now? And why was she there? He quickly opened the door and was right in front of the gate that covered and stopped anyone to see beyond it, and he then opened the gate.

-I don’t know what you are doing here, but you have to leave.

His voice was harsh, but he didn’t have any good reason to be nice to her.

-Can I talk to you?

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Izuku continued to look down on the woman as she looked at him with an impassive expression. He had no idea why she decided to appear now after disappearing from his life when he moved out.

-What do you want.

Saying that Izuku was a silent dragon, protecting his lair would be an understatement. Inko saw the similarities between him and her ex-husband and a sad smile appeared on her face. Saying she didn’t love her ex-husband would be a big fat lie. She loved him a lot, but not enough for her to leave her confort behind, not enough to put him in front of her, as he had done more and once for her. He had a dream, and finally a way to make it come true, but… They had a small child, and she wasn’t sure of how Izuku would react to it. Or maybe it was her mind just looking for more cons of going with her husband to America's. She was, is, a selfish bitch and she can see it now.

-I may have overreacted when we last talked.

-You think?

Izuku was fuming. He couldn’t bear to see her in front of him now, and Eri should be home soon. He couldn’t let Inko see her, or maybe she would make the connection’s.

-I know I did. And I am trying to make things right. Besides, It must be lonely living in such a big house alone, no?

Or maybe she wouldn’t. Has she forgotten how he said he had a boyfriend?

-I am not gonna go back to your house.

-Why not Izuku?

-I am more than happy here.

-Alone?

At the end of the street Izuku saw Eri arriving. He wouldn’t be able to dispatch her before Eri arrived here.

-No. I am not alone.

Eri saw her Papa outside, which was weird. He would always wait for her inside, in the living room before going to take them something to snack. She then noticed the woman near her Papa. She was similar to him, with green hair, and round eyes, but that was it.

-Hello…

Eri wasn’t sure if she should call him Papa in front of that woman, which she hadn’t liked from the first time.
-Hello porcupine. Go inside, I will make us something to eat after I finish here.

-Okay!

She then ran inside, not even stopping to look behind before going to her bedroom and changing.

Inko was confused. Who was that little girl? She was someone that Inko recognized from somewhere, but not sure where. Had… Had her son settled with an older woman!? Was that why he didn’t want to go back?

-You have a step-daughter?

Izuku saw as the gears inside of Inko’s head worked at the new factor in the equation.

-No.

Izuku wouldn’t discuss this with her. He doesn't have anything else to discuss with her, actually. Eri wasn’t his step-daughter, for that would imply that she was Shouta's biological daughter, which wasn’t the case. But she was indeed their daughter

-Leave if you are not here to apologise.

Something inside of Inko snapped, and Izuku saw exactly when that happened. Inko never had apologised to him for anything, it was always him apologising even when he didn’t have anything to. Maybe the fact that he wouldn’t give up his stance, and that implied she had done something wrong.

Inko had never done anything wrong. She has raised Izuku flawlessly. She has done nothing that would warrant an apology! She was the best mother, and Izuku was the only one that should apologize. She wouldn’t have to raise her hand if Izuku had listened to her! Momma knew better! And everything would be a misunderstanding! Everything Izuku said to her will only be a phase! And a lie! Her son wasn’t… that! She raised him! She. Not her ex-husband.

-Apologise?

Izuku now, more than ever, wanted her out of his life. She still didn’t see how wrong she was with him? And how she had failed in some aspects in his life? How was she all over him, and some days she didn’t even acknowledge him? How she didn’t give him any privacy and protect him at all costs? How she didn’t acknowledge his feelings and his opinions and how he had the right to do something without having to tell her anything? He had graduated after all, and was able to be independent of her. And he wanted that, needed. Inko it’s just too much for him now that he passed days and weeks with barely any contact with her for 3 years.

-Yes, apologise, and I will only apologise for raising my voice when it enters your head what you wronged with me. And yes, you did wronged me, so don’t bring me any bulshit that you have never wronged me, and that somehow your actions were my fault. Now, leave Inko.

Inko could only stare at her son… Was it still her son? Her son would never do something like that to her, and calling her Inko?! SHE WAS HIS MOTHER, NOT SOME FRIEND! She deserved respect! Now, it was her that wouldn’t support being in front of the big house, like the one where she once lived and was happy. Where her husband loved her and supported her, and when Izuku was a child that was always eager to do the right thing for his mother.

Izuku came back inside, not once looking at the now closed gate. Afterall he had a daughter to feed.

Later when Shouta got home, the first vision that he got was both of his loves sleeping, all cuddled on the couch, the final credits of some Disney movie still passing. He took one look at them so comfy, kissed them both on the crown of the forehead and went to shower and wake Izuku. If he didn’t, when morning came it would only be a matter of time before he started to go on and on with his back pain. It only happened once, but he could feel the whine coming from the man. It was as if they now haunted him.

When he got downstairs, all he saw was Eri sleeping on the couch. He was going to pick her up when he heard Izuku from the entry to the kitchen.

-Hey love.

-Hello Darling.

Izuku then moved and was now near Shouta, who was turning off the TV.

-How was the meeting?

-Boring as ever. Slept through most of it.

-Uhum, like I believe. You always said you were going to sleep, yet you always knew what we did while it. You know everything said during the meeting.

-How the hell do you know that?

-Sometimes you let out something that happened during your sleep when in the classroom. I just picked it.

At that Shouta shivered, but one closer at his love face, he saw the little red around his eyes, as it…

-Were you crying Izuku?

Izuku didn’t want to mention anything that happened with his mother that day, he just wanted to forget it and be swarmed and swarm his family in love and care. That was the main reason he and Eri ate her favourite dish for dinner and saw a disney movie all cuddled in a weekday.

-She passed here today. I don’t even know how she discovered where we lived… She also saw Eri.

Shouta was worried. He knew Izuku was talking about his mother, and her name had been banned from that house, while they didn’t make up. He knew how much being away from his mother was hurting him, even more when it had been almost half a year since they fought and zero contact between them.

-What did she want, darling?

Izuku would be lying if he said that being in Shouta’s arms wasn’t the best thing when he was sad or conflicted with anything. He felt so at peace and as if nobody could interrupt or disturb it.

-I don’t know, but she admitted that she was wrong at first, but she started to try to bring me to her house, and then Eri came and asked if she was my step-daughter… And when I mentioned apologizing she kind of snapped, and it only went downhill. She doesn't look like she recognizes her mistakes… Or even that she had wronged me more than once.

-She doesn't?

-No. I can practically read her mind, it’s like all the mistakes she commited somehow were my fault. But I am more worried about how she found out where we live.

-Maybe some of your friends?

-Nope. They still think that I am living with my mom. Never told no one that I moved.

-Can your agency share information about you with your family?

-Only with a very good excuse, and if they confirmed that they were really my family. And they should come to me and ask what so ever…

-Your dad? Yamada ou Nemuri?

-She didn't speak to my dad. If she did, he would’ve told me. And I don’t think they would share that with my mother.

-We can try to figure it out tomorrow. It 's almost 10P.M..

-Only?

Shouta knew that tone of voice that made him almost moan at the implications. It was that tone of voice that made him bend and submit to Izuku. Almost. if not really, beg to Izuku. One that he had heard quite a lot since they moved in together, and he was happy that they decided to sound-prouf their room. Even if Eri was in the floor beneath, they really didn’t want any chance of the girl to hear them.

-Let’s put Eri in her bed first.

Izuku then let go of his lover and picked up their daughter. Shouta followed behind them, as they left Eri in her bed with a goodnight kiss on her forehead, and then moving to their bedroom.

Shouta was, today, the one that was neady. They had been away from each other with barely any time, both occupied with work. And now that they had the chance, he wanted to feel Izuku’s tongue on him, and all the nibbling and tasing the other would do. Shouta loved when Izuku left marks on him, watching them all in the mirror or being lucky that Izuku would kiss them again the next day. He loved the possessive Izuku that by the marks was showing that Shouta was only his.

-My puppy is so eager today… Missed me so much?

Izuku had taken that from the first time they fucked. They later talked and agreed that both liked it. Everytime they tried something new, they would talk about it, almost like a rule that they never imposed on the other.

-Yeah… Actually I did, daddy.

Hearing that Izuku couldn’t help himself. A growl leaving his mouth, and a moan then leaving Shouta’s mouth. He loved when Shouta was like this with him.

-My puppy is so gorgeous…

Whispering into Shouta’s ear as he took off the other’s shirt and pants. Only leaving him in his thong, already stained and strained.

-And so horny for his master…

Moans were all that left Shouta’s mouth. Izuku was being so talkative and touchy, he could only do that. He could only feel as Izuku inflicted so much pleasure.As Izuku loved him. His hands danced all over his body, teasing him when went around his sensitive nipples, squeezing his waist for the split second that his hands passed there. Touching him near his dick, but never close enough, in Shouta’s opinion. All he could do was feel and moan as Izuku pleasured himself by touching Shouta’s body.

Izuku couldn’t take his eyes off the image in front of him, and sounds. Shouta seemed more sensitive today than in the other days. His back arching and hips buckling, looking for some contact and relief. Such a heavenly and sinful image… His own cock was starting to throb on his pants at the image, and he knew that he wouldn’t have much time before he came for the first time. He had to start preparing Shouta for him, stopping any type of contact suddenly to go get the lube.

Shouta hated when Izuku edged him, or touched him everywhere and then out of nowhere, nowhere. Even if there was still a little part of him that loved that, the majority of him just got a lot more frustrated and seeked even more the touch of the other.
Izuku didn’t take long to coat his fingers with lube, and put on the condom. One of his crooked fingers teased the entry of Shouta, while the other touched his dick. Izuku saw Shouta’s expression, eyes tight closed and his mouth open in a perfect “O”, but no sound was made, as his finger entered.

-Come on baby… You know you don’t have to control your voice here… Let me hear you doll.

Moving his finger slowly, and his hand close to stop, all Izuku could hear were the whines leaving his lover’s mouth.

-Let me hear you Sho…

Izuku said as he took his hand off the other’s dick and passed it through the other’s body until it reached the nipple, teasing it. Shouta moaning at the touch of both places simultaneously. His eyes opened seeing Izuku on top of him, and suddenly he couldn’t close his eyes anymore. 3 fingers were already inside of him, and he felt like he could cum just from his fingers and the teasing all over his body. His vision blanked out as he felt lips around his dick, as he came. His own name being forgotten for a few seconds.

Izuku saw as Shouta's breath calmed down, distributing gentle caresses along the side of his body with a few soft kisses. When his senses came back to Shouta, Izuku gave him a slow kiss that made Shouta grab Izuku’s head and back, pulling him to be on top of him. Both moaning into the kiss, as Izuku spread Shouta’s legs that immediately hugged his waist and brought him closer to him. Shouta’s cock springing back to life as the slow kiss won intensity, and some kisses were distributed -in between small breaks to recover their breaths- along his neck and collarbone.

A few minutes into it, Izuku got the tip of his cock and aligned it with Shouta’s entrance, and biting into the other’s neck, Izuku entered. A long and dragged moan, almost a growl left Izuku’s mouth and Shouta clenched his insides and moaned along it. Thrusting into Shouta, Izuku picked up the pace. Shouta was almost screaming as Izuku was always hitting his prostate, and he knew he wouldn’t take long to cum for the second time that night.

Izuku always knew how to make him cum not long after starting. Knowing exactly what he liked and what aroused him more… He loved having sex with his boyfriend, that everytime asked if Shouta wanted him to help him clean, sometimes Shouta takinng the help, that made him cum once again with Iizuku’s mouth on his ass. The after sex cuddles were always his favourite, maybe because he could feel all his boyfriends muscles or skin. Or maybe because Izuku was hot. As in aesthetic and temperature. Shouta being a walking ice cube, and Izuku a magna bucket. It always made him fall asleep and today was no different.

Both males woke up the next day as their alarms rang. They had both alarms in both phones, since sometimes they would fall asleep or continue to sleep if only one was ringing. They got ready for the day, and found Eri-chan leaving her room to go to the kitchen to take breakfast with her parents.

The day for the family had started well, and was all calm. Shouta had asked Nedzu when he got to Yuuei about the leaking of where Izuku lived, in case the stoat knew. Nedzu always knew everything, but this time he only knew that it hadn’t been from the Yuuei part.

Izuku was still bothered by how his mom- How Inko knew where he lived. He had asked the agency but they knew nothing. Nobody had requested any info of his, nor was it shared. How she had acquired that info, was still unknown for all. Shouta had still asked Yamada and Nemuri if they had been questioned by Izuku’s mom but none of them had seen the woman since the graduation. The only person that rested was Izuku's father, and he really hoped that it was the man. If it wasn’t… There was someone else that knew, or Inko had found somehow… And if she knew, there was a chance that other people also knew. They couldn’t take that risk now, not when it would be way too suspicious for them to be already living together.

Later that day, Izuku was already at home. Eri was yet to arrive and for once Shouta would be home before dinner. He was just chilling on the couch, reading a book when his phone rang.

-Hey dad!

The happy voice of Izuku reached the other line. Hisashi was happy to finally be able to call his son. These last few months have been chaotic for the American pro-hero. Villains appearing and disappearing at their good pleasure and information being leaked. He had to move 3 times already and his husband wasn’t happy at all. It was hard when they couldn’t even settle and open all their boxes and get everything in order before having to move again because somehow their address was leaked and they were in danger.

-Hey Zuku.

Izuku saw as his father's image occupied the screen. His white hair covering almost all of his face, and a tired smile on his lips, and Izuku knew for sure, if his father pulled the bangs back, he would see dark circles under his black eyes. Izuku knew how chaotic it had been in America, always trying to keep up with the news in both countries.

-So you already moved in with your boyfriend?

Hisashi said jokingly. He knew that his son was dating the other male for almost 2 years, but he was still in his first year as a pro, and image was everything. People would have to vote for him, and it seemed kind of cruel or bad, but tenagers were the ones that voted the most, and being young , attractive and single (or at least the image of single) brought more attention to the heroes. It wasn’t part of his career, and at the same time it was. Pro-heroes were only able to continue to save people because they were paid. Very few were on the branch because they wanted and wished to save more lives. So they had to take advantage of everything to rank high. It was an unforgiving world, and not easy to live. So, Hisashi wasn’t expecting to see his son blush and chuckle, like the happiest fool in love in the world.

-Actually, we have been living together since I left the house.

-You have?

-Hum, yeah. You know how me and her fought, and we have been together for so long… And we knew after all that we weren’t gonna break up anytime soon, or even ever. So yeah, we decided to move in.

-Ok then, I am happy for you. But… be careful. If the words get out that you are dating… It can ruin your hero ranks. Even more, it's your first year and it’s the most important!

-I know dad… speaking of leaking information… She showed up here yesterday.

-What? How did she know where you lived?

-No idea. Nobody asked in the agency, nor in Yuuei. And the only people that actually know where I live confirmed that they haven’t seen her since graduation. I was actually hoping it was you who told her… But you didn’t even know I had moved.

-Don’t you have any idea how?

-A few… Someone leaked that information or she somehow saw me in the streets and decided that she would’ve followed me and appeared on the day.

-Are you gonna ask her?

-Dad, we aren’t talking at all. And the next time I actually see her, we have to have a serious conversation. She messed up so badly and she hurted me. And she is partly aware of it, but doesn't feel entitled to ask sorry for actually hurting and invalidating me!

-You still didn’t explain it to me that well, son. Only that now and how she had hurted you.

-Yeah… But anyways. When are you coming here?

Izuku saw as his door rattle and a frantic Eri entered. She looked so scared, like she hadn’t been in years.

-Eri-chan?

Izuku saw the fear and the confusion on the child’s face. Only confusing him further.

-What happened, porcupine?

-I… I was be- being followed. Or I think I was.

-What do you mean?

-I had this bad feeling, and I just ran from the school till here nom-stop. I just felt I had to.

-Ok, can you stay here? Dad, can you speak to her a little bit?

-Of course son!

Izuku passed the phone to the still shaking Eri, as she sat on the couch and his dad asked her some questions, like what was her name, her age… How was school?

Izuku opened the door. The gate was closed so it was nearly impossible to trespasse it. The gate in metal stood at almost 5 meters, and there was still some bushed with an electrified fence hidden. It was impossible for someone to see inside the house, or even near the house if it didn’t pass the gate. Izuku first checked the camera of the ring. Nobody was there, or at least that he could see in the camera’s camp of vision. He opened just a little bit the gate. Looking to one side and to the other he saw nobody. He even thought of going to check nearby, but he couldn’t leave Eri, teachancly home alone, especially of how shaken she was.

When he entered the house once again, Eri immediately looked at him, and hugged him by the waist, like she always does.

-Papa…

-Don’t worry, porcupine. Later when Mama’s home, I will see if there’s anything wrong okay?

-No! Don’t go. Just stay home today, Mama too.

-Mama to what?

Shouta said as he opened the door and got to the end of the sentence. He took a second to take off his shoes and take in his surroundings.

-Not leave tonight. Eri felt followed when she arrived. I already went to see if there was something outside but saw none. She stayed talking with my dad on the phone.

-Yeah! I am still here Izuku!

The loud voice from the speaker makes everyone look at the forgotten phone on the couch.

-Sorry dad…

-Bulshit. Don’t worry. Eri is a really sweet child. It was a pleasure talking to her!

-Yeah! Papa, your papa is really nice!

-He is?

-Wait, Papa?

-That’s what she calls me. Shouta is mama.

-Oh. That 's adorable. You used to call me Papa, you know?

-He did?!

Eri-chan’s eyes looked so shiny and she didn’t seem nervous anymore.

-Yup, it was the highpoint of my day when I got home and he went running to me yelling “Papa! Papa!”. Imagine,a slightly crazy broccoli boy, with the most adorable freckles and an All Might and Kamono Figure in each hand! Running to your arms to give you the tightest hug ever.

-I do something similar to Papa. But He is just so tall! I just hug him by the hips and wait until he picks me up with one arm! I get taller than Mama!

-You gotten taller?

-Yup. Shouta is like 1,83 (6ft), and I am like 1, 98 (6’5ft)?

-You have been taller than me since when?

-He doesn't grow for more than half a year so…

The four continued to chat for the rest of the afternoon, until it got too late and Michael, Hisashi's husband, arrived and the man had to go. It was a pleasant talk, and Izuku laughed when his father said, “What are your intentions with my son?”. Eri also seemed to have forgotten about the whole ordeal this afternoon, and was now peacefully sleeping between the two men on the couch, who were only talking quietly.

-Nedzu already gave us a date for the 1 year pro’s party.

-Already?

-He explained that he was accelerating the process for a few weeks, due to some unforeseen happenings.

-Which means… he is eager to see all the tea being spilled. He just wants the Chaos of us telling everyone our relationship and being a little more free with each other in public.

-Yup. That mouse… How are we doing it by the way?

-Are we gonna arrive together or..?

Izuku suddenly came up with an idea that would only give some the idea of what was happening. Not telling anything right off the bat, and that would cause a little more chaos.

It was only two months later that Hisashi and Michael were able to come visit them. They hadn’t been able to tell the men the story by phone. It wasn’t something so easy like that, and it was a subject that should be treated personally.
They had arrived early on a Friday. Went to the hotel and walked a bit around town. Hisashi even thought of going to visit his ex-wife, but he rethought and decided not to. They went to lunch with Izuku, near the agency, but even he had to go back quickly since he was needed in a villain attack on a bank with many hostages. But he didn’t leave before informing his dad of the time for them to be at his agency, for the three of them to walk till his house.

In all, Hisashi and Michael had one of the best dates ever, a thing that they weren’t to do in a long time, more than they wanted to admit. And at 8 P.M, they were waiting for Izuku, on a bench in front of the agency where he worked. They saw Izuku enter the building, in a hurry, and get out 5 minutes later walking in their direction.

-Sorry for the wait. I was called at the last minute to help.

-Son… You are forgetting that I am a pro-hero also, aren’t you?

-Maybe?

They all laughed, and made their way to the house.

-Well, one thing for sure. It is secured.

Michael said, making the three of them laugh as Izuku opened the gate.

-Damn, it’s really tall. How many floors does this have?

-4,I think. If counting the attic\ game room. I will do a tour later. Shouta must have already finished dinner with Eri’s help.

-True, and I still don’t know how you got together.

How Izuku tensed didn’t pass unnoticed by the pro-hero, but he ignored it.

-Maybe you will know later. We are here!

Yelling the last part to the other two in the kitchen. Hisashi saw how his son seemed brighter just by being near them, and chuckled when two heads showed up from the kitchen doorway, both smiling and saying “welcome back”. He saw as Izuku went and kissed his boyfriend, and gave a fist bump on Eri, that chuckled.

-Dad, Michael, this is Aizawa Shouta. Love this is my dad and his husband.

-Midoriya Hisashi, you can call me Hisashi. Afterall, we are family.

Shouta couldn't stop to pinpoint how the smile on his face was similar to the one in his son’s face.

-Shouta, is also fine by me.

-And you little one, can call me grandpa if you want to.

He saw as Eri got surprised and looked at her parents, nodding, smiling at her at a silent question.

-Ok Grandpa!

-You are so cute!

-Yup, Eri-chan is an adorable porcupine!

-Why porcupine papa!

-Because you are all that soft looking but you really do know how to pack a punch, you sassy little child.

Hisashi saw, as his child poked his tongue out at the little child, that also poked her own.

-Wash hands, dinner is ready!

-Oh! Dad, Michael, you can use the bathroom there!

Izuku said, pointing at Eri that was clicking on a normal wall, opening the door.

-The fuck.

-It was like that when we arrived. And it’s the only one.

-Damn.

After that, they ate grilled salmon and rice, with some side dishes that Shouta made.

Afterdinner, and dessert, they went on a tour of the house. Seeing all the empty bedrooms, and their office, and finally the game room.

Shouta and Hisashi bonded quickly over the games collection and they even played Mario Kart with Eri, before she was too tired and went to sleep, using the door with direct access to her bedroom.

They had been laughing and drinking a little bit of wine (in the case of Izuku’s dad) and juice (for the other three) , just genuinely having a good time.

-So Zuku, how did you meet Shouta?

Both males stopped laughing immediately, and looked worriedly to the other. Unconsciously moving closer to the other.

-At Yuuei actually. He…

-Isn’t he a little too old to be on Yuuei stil?

-Dad… He was my teacher.

-What?!

The room quickly gained a heavy atmosphere and no one spoke for several minutes. Looks were exchanged by all the occupants of the room, and Izuku was just happy Eri wasn’t there.

-What? Izuku…

Hisashi was conflicted. Izuku was always a smart boy, and he doubted that Izuku didn’t know the dangers of him dating a teacher. If people found out… If the public found out his popularity would always be marked as the boy who was dating his teacher, and could also destroy his teachers career. Even if Eraserhead, as he learned with surprise, was the hero name of Shouta, as it was known even in the states. His state was underground , not stopping from the power and fear that he brought, to spread. And if something like this would be found… His name would must likely to be mentioned in pedophilia, and would lose credebility, if not his hero liense and stop him from being from living. Their names would be stained, and they would not succeed at anything.

But the man also saw how both of them interacted with each other. The love that left every look they shared, the gentleness in every touch… It was very much clear the shared love and how much they did indeed share. He was happy for his son, he really was… He just hoped that he would have found love later on, or one where the conditions made it very much a crime and put their careers in danger.

-It may sound stupid and very much illegal, but we only started going out after I was 18. Hell, we both only realised our feelings after I was 18. And it was me who asked him out.

-How did he not lose his job!

-It was actually because of the principal that I realized my feelings for your son.

-And he allowed it?!

Hisashi was disappointed at Yuuei. How could they allow that! That man was just waiting for his son to be 18! He wouldn’t believe that bulshit without any evidence. It was impossible. Every adult had at least the emotional ability to understand their feelings, and be able to identify them!

Except that Shouta didn't have that emotional intelligence. He was never an open person, always bottling up every feeling he had until it made him self-destructive. He never had a person to share his feelings or friends to make him feel good feelings until he was in Yuuei. His parents were also never present in his life. He would always be that kid whose parents never showed up to any school parties, and that most likely would end up in the bathroom or walking home alone, crying, because he wanted his parents to show up. Until, one year he didn’t cry. He had already given up hope that they would show up, and he wasn’t disappointed when they didn’t show up, even with all the pity looks he was receiving.

That was why he had always gone to any school event Eri had till now, father’s day had passed and he had gone there in two hours of sleep. But he was present and he had received one of the most brilliant smiles of Eri-chan when she saw him. Of course he received a few dirty looks because of his looks, but he had at least his hair in a bun, even if his dark bags were even more visible, and he was wearing one of his better black shirts, and ripped jeans.

-Yes, he did. Because I also had feelings for Shouta. It was me who actually brought up the subject with him! I didn’t even know if Shouta’s feelings were indeed reciprocup. Besides, it was me who asked him!

-You… You never… With him right?

-Not before graduation. And we were already together for 2 years at that point. If he only wanted me for sex he certanly wouldn’t wait until I graduated.

-Well… You do have a point there.

-And he never changed my grades.

-It was hard when in your second year I barely had anything to grade. So rank missions and your performance in them. And you were the first place in school at that time.

-Okay then… Anyone else know?

-I am not gonna say because I think you want to sue Yuuei for just allowing this.

Izuku spoke, his voice never wavering. He knew how his dad could be, especially since he was also a pro-hero.

-I won’t sue them. If you tell me how your first date was.

-We went to a cat cafe, the cinema, ate dinner in a italian restaurant and ate ice cream while walking in the park.

-Have we ever brought Eri to the cat cafe?

Shouta asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

-No, we really should present her to Scar.

-Yes.

-With whom did you leave Eri to go on dates?

-Two of our friends, also pro-heroes.

-And she is safe right?

-Of course! Eri… her story is not a good one. She was the first person I saved. She was in the hands of a Yakuza because of her quirk. Her mother was the daughter of the boss, but she left Eri-chan there after her quirk manifested and she rewinded her father back to athoms. She knows she is safe if she tells us, since we were both there, and she trusts us if she ever feels nervous or just wanting to leave. If she wasn’t safe, or even remotely uncomfortable she would tell us.

Hisashi looked conflicted. His son seemed really happy, and Shouta… He could see the love between them. How they act with each other, and how much they care and feel safe with each other.

-How many years have you, Shouta?

-25, sir.

-So you are only 6 years older than Izuku? I genuinely thought that you were like, double his age.

-Ew, the hell dad? No. He just… doesn't care that much of his charming beer or longer hair, but it’s…

-Okay. Understood. You are into it.

-Ah. DAD!

The tension in the room quickly dissipated and a relaxed environment was created once again as the laughter began again.

Michael and Hisashi ended up passing the night since it was late. So it was morning and everyone was reunited on the dinner table. Eri sat on Izuku’s lap while both of them ate. Hisashi noted the different behaviour of the child and remembered what Izuku told them yesterday. “She must sometimes feel overwhelmed…”

After breakfast, the married couple left, and Hisashi decided that he was going to visit Inko. Maybe find out how she learned where Izuku lived. While the small family would share a day in the back garden, in the sun, playing some games and having a picnic.

Chapter Text

Hisashi would be lying if he said that he wasn’t worried by the mental state of his ex-wife and mother of his only child. Inko had always been a sweet and kind woman, but also very grounded by her roots. That was one of the biggest points of why their marriage failed, another being that she couldn’t understand how that was important for him, and how Izuku would be treated better in the States.

Contrary to Japan, In the States the constitution was actually applied equally to all members of society. They had come a long way since the disastrous years, and were now actually a nice place to live, and secure. There weren’t a lot of pro-heroes, but the ones that they had, were strong and effective to take down the villain, or take control of any quirk situation. They weren’t revered, but more a police like job, in which they cooperated a lot more in cases more complex and that fight would happen.

Hisashi had the luck to actually be recruited, once in a million chances. Even if his quirk, dragon breath, could be destructive, Hisashi had learned and seeked more ways to apply his quirk. Maybe that’s from where Izuku had gotten his taste for analysing quirks. Childs would most likely copy what their parents did, after all. Some of the ways to apply his quirk had come from izuku actually, and some support equipment ideas too. His child was a little genius that couldn’t develop properly in a society that defined the value of a person by his quirk, and how it affected the other’s.

When it came to court and the custody of Izuku, he had fought with everything he could to bring Izuku with him, but the court decided against him, and let Izuku stay with Inko. She had been more ruthless than him, and he saw a facade of her that he hadn’t seen before, and he didn’t know if he liked that side of her. At least, the court had let him stay in contact with his son, and before he had left, he had given Izuku a smartphone so they could video chat. He was kind of proud of his son after that, he had once called earlier, and Izuku still wasn’t home. That call ended in voicemail, and Hisashi was worried, it had never happened before. He then later, received a call from Izuku and all his worries were thrown out of the window. Izuku just left his phone home, since he would only use it there.

Of course, Hisashi wasn’t aware of what was happening at school. Izuku’s classmates all already had their quirk, they were in the second after all. But Izuku didn’t have one. He was pronounced quirkless after all, and had the double joint. Izuku was ostracized and people often forget a lot about him, or would remember way too much that he was there. Way to be aware of his presence… It had been around those times that the bullying started, and his friendship with Kachann broke. But Izuku wasn’t no dumb, he saw how everyone stayed away from him as soon as Katsuki started to bully him. And by the looks of pride in Katsuki eyes at the end of the day where Izuku went home only with a few scrapes and not new hematomes, that was the sole ideia of Katsuki. Protecting him, by making him his personal target. It was only a shame that Izuku’s stuff wasn't included in that. They usually ended up tarnished, soaked or with something he prefered to not know what was. That was why his precious way to talk to his dad, stayed home. Protected, together with his real heroes notebooks. The one he usually took to school were the ones he would rip and scribble in those pages. The real ones were clean, and organized in portfolios, where he could take out and put a new one or add more pages to it, without having to go back and forth. He had at least 2 of those only to All Might, 1 to Kachann, 1 to heroes, and another for any other quirk he saw on the street or if they belonged to a villain. Those he took to school were also numbered, for him to know from which notebook and time he had seen each quirk, after all, his mind was always evolving and his analysis got better as he understood more of physics, biology and quimic. It opened new doors to him and he loved the new world that opened in front of him.

Of course, Hisashi wasn’t aware of this. He only knew of his obsession with quirks, not that he was way up front in those subjects because of it. Hisashi had only felt pride towards Izuku, and he knew his son had his head on his shoulders and knew what was right, wrong and grey. So when he saw Izuku at the Yuuei sport’s festival he was proud of his son, but he was utterly confused as to how he had a quirk. One that broke his fucking bones. He had felt a wave of emotions that was making him even more confused and feeling it all more.

“Why didn’t he tell me? How did he win a quirk? Why did it break his bones? Was he receiving proper training? How was that affecting his performance, bones and muscle? Were they taking care of his son’s condition?” Hisashi was more preoccupied with how his son was doing and how that was affecting him than how he had now a quirk. He was happy that now, new doors had opened to his son, doors that would be closed to him because of his quirklessness, that’s for sure. Of course he had spoken to him that day, and was informed of it, partially. Hisashi may not be the smartest person on the planet, but he knew that quirks didn’t show up in quirkless people when they had the double-joint. Not mattering how, or when. Not even if it was a case of life and death, quirks didn’t show because of it. So obviously, he knew his son was lying to him, but why? Hisashi would support him, like he had always done before, but if Izuku didn’t tell him… Could it be that it didn't involve only him and he was somehow protecting the other person? He had only to respect his son's decision, but he made it clear that day that he knew his son was lying but he would wait until Izuku told him, because Hisashi was his father, and was worried for his safety.

He saw in front of his eyes, the small apartment where Inko lived. He knew where she lived because of Izuku, he had told him once, and that information was stored to later use. The outside was nothing much, almost… decrepit, and if he hadn’t seen the interior he would have been a lot more worried about Izuku’s safety before. The couple then walked all the stairs until the last floor, always looking for the names on the outside. Standing outside of her apartment, he knocked, his hand interlocked with the hand of his husband. Right before they saw the door opening, Hisashi felt a gentle squeeze on his hand, and he quickly squeezed back, almost on instinct, as he saw his ex-wife.

Since he last saw Inko, a lot of stuff has changed. He could see how much weight she had gained, maybe from stress eating, like she would do when something wasn’t right. He could see how her eyes had dark bags, almost as big as his own, which is concerning considering that he had dark bags because of his job that sometimes gave him nightmares. One of things that made him pay attention to Inko had once been her style, she had an amazing style and she knew how to make it work for her, but now? All he could see of that style was a mere shadow of what once. She was wearing sweatpants, a thing he remembered her condening him for wearing. “It was a crime against fashion.”, he could hear echoing in his mind of how many times he had heard her say it.

Inko was on her free day. She didn’t have anything to do today, except rest and maybe clean if she wasn’t so tired. She had actually only woken up when she had heard the door. She thought maybe one of Izuku’s friends was asking for him. She had received quite a few visits from them, but they quickly went away as she said that he was no longer living there, and when they asked her where he lived, she said the truth, she had no idea, but now she had.

A woman that she later recognized as a pro-hero that her son used to ramble about. She had come to her encounter and told her the truth. Emi, as the woman later told Inko, told her all about her son’s relationship. With who he was with. And how Izuku had stolen Shouta from Emi’s arms. How Shouta before was in a relationship with her, but had broken up because of Izuku that blamed her for hurting Eri, which Emi never did! Emi told Inko how she tried to get Shouta back to her, but all was for nothing since Izuku had long since poisoned her image in Shouta’s eyes. She tried to bring attention to Izuku and his problems but all was fruitless, and Izuku had taken control over Shouta’s brain, his teacher.

She did take a liking to the woman, but she did despite how badly she mouthed her son. One she had raised perfectly. Izuku was the better version of her, she raised him like she wished she was raised. Even if she had to adapt to the quirkless factor. She did an excellent job and wasn’t about to be criticized by that woman, even if Emi really did help her find where her son was.

So, when Inko opened the door he expected to see the woman always laughing and wasn’t really expecting to see her ex-husband, who she had never talked to since their divorce, and another man with him. And they were hand in hand… Her eyes quickly left their joined hands, and looked at their faces. Both sported serious faces, and she had a hunch, her ex-husband wouldn’t be there for just a courtesy visit.

-Hello Inko.

-Hello Hisashi. So what brings you here?

-Izuku.

-Of course. Enter.

Inko then opened the door more for them, and they both entered and she pointed for them to sit on the couch as she went to make some tea for them.

Hisashi looking around could only see pictures of Inko and Izuku, none of them he was present. And those pictures were from when Izuku was small, barely after he left for the states. And the only pictures he could see where Izuku grew up, were the ones on his last day of classes, or maybe first. He could also see how much Inko changed from year to year. How much weight she won from year to year, and how her dark bags under her eyes grew. He couldn’t see the woman that loved herself after a few of them. She was almost always wearing some sweatpants, the same or some that were equal.

-Here.

The white cups with some black details were familiar to Hisashi. He could recognize the tea set as a wedding gift to them. It had been such a unique pattern that it stuck to him. The little lightnings that flourished to beautiful flowers that made the form of a house, all around the cups.

-So, you spoke to Izuku.

To the couple’s surprise it was Inko’s who started the chat. Michael, even if he had never known the woman before, he knew the vision of his husband on the woman. A lovely woman that loved her son very much, but that was grounded to her roots. Michael was a psychologist. He had a suspicion that was the legacy of her parents to her, her roots. They must have been very traditional people, who introduced their daughter to all her values. He also had heard how Inko denied when Izuku came out to her, even though it was in the heat of the moment… It wasn’t a normal reaction, almost like she was fighting herself. And how she seemed to forget that information when she talked to Izuku not long ago, it just brought to him red flags actually. She wasn't entirely sane, but at which point and how? He wasn’t there only as Hisashi's husband, but also at his request to assess how Inko was mentaly. He didn’t doubt that Hisashi was worried not only for her, but also for Izuku and the implications that that would have on his mentality. Even though he was aware Izuku had frequented therapy due to all his years as quirkless, he wasn’t aware of how much they had helped him treat other sequences due to all the treatment Inko could inflict on him.

-Yes, we did.

-And who is he?

-Michael, my husband actually.

-Huh, so you are one of them…

They both could see how much she had closed herself. Michael saw as she got a little more far away from them, even unconsciously, and how she put down her cup of tea, and reclaimed it on the sofa for one. How her body language closed them out.

-If you mean part of the Lgbtqi+, yes.

-Uhm, what did you want about Izuku?

-I actually wanted you two to start to talk again.

-Well, you must have a lot of time to waste. Izuku made it clear that he doesn't want me in his life anymore.

-At how you treated him the last time you two talked, I wouldn’t blame him. Inko, everyone makes mistakes. That is how every human being works, it doesn't matter if we have a quirk or not, we make mistakes. You made some with Izuku…

-I did not do such a thing!

-And he clearly wants you to acknowledge it, and be a better person, that he wants in his life. He clearly still worries about you, and it hurts him not to be talking to you. But if you don’t do anything about whatever you had done wrong, he is willing to cut you off.

-And you won’t do anything about it?

-Why should I? He is an adult now, he is smart and he knows what is healthy for him, both physically and menthaly, and if he thinks that it isn’t healthy for him to interact with you now… he doesn't have to. He is entitled to his own choices after all, and their consequences too. He just has to have someone there that will understand him, and listen to him. And if he asks, help him. He is no child that needs to have everything laid to him. He knows what he wants, and how to get it.

-He is only 20!

-Inko. He is no child!

-He still is my baby!

-He is 20! He is working to save other people lifes! He passed traumatic experiences that I don’t even wish on my worst enemy. He ’s my son too! But you need to see him as the man he is! And what a wonderful person he had bloomed to. He is so smart, he has always been!

-I know he is smart. But that does not equal being able to make the right choices.

-It certainly doesn't make him be able to make all his choices right, yet he is ready to accept the consequences of his choices. Be it good or bad. Because he is not alone. He has people he can lean on and help him, support him. and all you see is how he is going to make bad choices and you don’t see the right ones he made.

-What right choices?!

-He chose to be a hero. To save people. To use his brain for the good. To raise a child, and isn’t he doing a goddamn good job? He decided to move out. To stop depending on you when he felt ready. And isn’t he living happily? Didn't he choose his partner and you still haven’t seen how happy he is, and how much they actually love each other.

-He has a child?!

-An adopted one, but yes, he has. And he loves her as his child, and she loves him as her Papa. She relies on them to make sure she is safe when she feels like she isn’t. And for what I know, they respect her decisions, even if she is only 8! They respect her feelings, and they trust that once she needs their help, she will come to them and ask for it. Because they know she trusts them to give her space and make the right choice, but if it isn’t they will help her correct it, but not without feeling the consequences of it. Because consequences happen, and they are letting her feel them,being good or bad. She is growing, and she is learning, but that is what makes her a child. Learning everything and relaxing and learning that they can rely on other person’s to! She is such a lovely child, and so happy… And if you don’t correct your mistakes, you are never going to feel that atmosphere, and learn that what they have is more special than anything.

The room was silent for a few minutes. Michael could see her brain working. Maybe thinking where she had wronged, and disbelief that she did something wrong. Her body was tense, and she hadn’t changed her position at all. Her arms still crossed, along with her legs, and her foot was pointing far away from them. She wasn’t going to believe them, nor listen. Herself wasn't, and probably will ever be, ready to listen to them.

Hisashi was just observing how Inko was reacting. He could see the little part of her that knew she did something wrong but couldn’t pinpoint if that was actually wrong. She didn’t know what, when or how she did something wrong. She wasn’t going to believe them, not today, and not while she didn’t see for herself what she was losing, or what she did wrong.

-What you did wrong, only Izuku can say. You two need to talk, but both of you need to be receptive to the other end. You aren't ready for it. You didn’t listen to Hisa not even once, and you still don’t believe that you did something wrong raising your son, and honestly, I don’t believe you are ever going to accept that fact. Your ego may have been crushed, but your pride didn’t. Your pride as mother, and how wonderful Izuku came out, but he still has his flaws. He had many more before going to therapy actually, but he himself knew that and was willing to become a better person. He was always self aware, for what I know. Way too much to be happy actually, and he still is, but now he knows how to cope with it. You aren’t self aware, nor are you willing to listen to other people's or their point of views. You don’t trust anybody, except yourself and that is clear, and sad. You are so alone in this world, and can’t see why… Now is your chance of not being alone, not anymore. Seek help, grow as a person once again. Human beings are, after all, evolutionary beings.

Once Michael finished talking, he saw how Inko seemed different. She didn’t seem that far away from them now. Her arms had fallen, and rested on her legs that were no longer crossed, even if her feet were still pointing far from them. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hisashi stand up and go close to her.

-Inko, don’t make your mistakes blind you of how wonderful our son is, how much he grows and is always growing. How wonderful his family is, and stop you from witnessing it. We are now taking our leave. Bye Inko.

As soon as her door closed, Inko felt how empty that house was. But also how comfortable it was for her to be there. Where only those she deemed worthy could enter. Her domain. How good it felt that she was alone, and always had been. She had wanted to share it with Izuku, it was her son after all, but he didn’t want it. She wasn’t going to force it, and if he didn’t want to talk to her, then they weren’t going to. It wouldn’t be her that would give up on the only thing that she had, not willingly. She was fine by herself. As she always was. She raised Izuku alone, Hisashi didn’t help with anything. She didn’t understand why now, after he is all grown up, that Hisashi would show up.

Hisashi was tired after leaving that apartement. It felt lonely there, and nothing, besides the photos, said that Inko lived there. It was only an apartment, and not a home. It had drained him of how uncomfortable and out of place he felt there. On what it seems a standardized apartement, that new apartment’s had. Inko had lived in that place for years now, for most of Izuku’s life!

-You seem tired.

-I am, Ela. Being there, and speaking with her… It drained me. It had been so long since I spoke to her, or saw her. Izuku must have been 8 or so, so 12/11 years?

-That is a long time. And going directly to have such a heavy conversation… Do you want to go to the hotel or go to the park? Being near nature always helps you.

-No, too tired. Hotel please.

-Okay my dragon.

The couple then followed back to their hotel, Hisashi’s head being always on his partner's shoulder. Sometimes closing his eyes and just enjoying the breeze that passed while he trusted Michael to take them back to the hotel.

Izuku had been enjoying the day in the backyard with his family. They had recently bought a pool, and had yet to fill it, so they took that morning a few minutes and put it ready to fill and wait until the water was good to enter and enjoy, which was only after lunch. Izuku had been playing with Eri, and after some time of always running she got tired and they sat under the shadow the tree made and played some cards, they passed from Uno, to normal cards and back to Uno.

-I can’t believe the betrayal!

They both turned their heads to the back door, where Nemuri and Yamada were, and Izuku groaned because he knew how they loved Uno and how bad they got when they found someone playing without them. They would join people playing, but they would be absolutely ruthless with them, and they were way too good players, and the only people that ended up winning that game were one of them. He saw Shouta behind them, smiling at him.

-Traitor…

Both of the friends sat with them under the tree and joined their game. To their surprise, neither of the two Uno addicts won. Eri had outsmarted them, and Izuku celebrated with his daughter. They shared a high-five before Shouta joined them, sitting in front of Izuku, who immediately enveloped the man in his arms, Shouta resting his head on Izuku’s shoulder.

-Hey Shouta, do you mind if Tensei comes here? You haven’t seen him in so long, and he doesn't know Izuku.

Nemuri asked after a few minutes of bashing in shadow. Shouta looked at Izuku and nodded, for him it was ok.

-Sure. I will call him actually.

-Shouldn’t you save your annual call for some emergency?

Yamada said as a joke. It was no new of how Shouta was. He was independent of people until he attached himself to them, but he still… he barely was the first one to make any sort of contact with the other’s. It was generally the other’s calling or texting him, and sometimes Shouta wouldn’t even reply just for he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. If he texted someone, it was generally an emergency. If he called… The person would certainly come.

-Hey Tensei.

Shouta said as he heard the voice from Tensei on the other side.

-Hey Shouta, what’s up?

-Nemuri and Hisashi were here, and they were talking about how you have yet to see my new house and met my partner… And I am asking if you wanted to come today?

-Today I am with Tenya, unless you are okay with him…

Shouta could hear from the background the booming voice of Tenya.

-”You must not worry for me brother! If you want to go, go! Besides, it seems like you are babysitting me, Ocha and Tsu!”

-Wait, the deku squad is hanging out there? Tensei, stay. Even after they graduated, I am worried for my life if they are together.

-Do not worry, my parents are also here.

-”Did sensei say that he was worried about his life span? We are not going to make some plans that are going to bring down society as we know it!”

-I don’t trust it. If they go after the hero killer, All for one and vandalize the Endeavour agency, while under my guard, I do not trust them out of it.

-It was them that vandalized Endeavour’s agency?!

In the background, Shouta could hear all the negations of such acts. How could he say something like that! They were pro-heroes, and law-abiding citizens But most of it was covered in the high laugh of Tensei.

-It was. And that’s all I have proof of. I know they made more, some not all members of the squad participated, nor are they aware, but I am aware… One second Tensei.

The small realisation crashed down on him. Deku Squad. Deku squad. It was Deku’s squad. Izuku 's squad. It had been him telling him some of the stories. Izuku knew all of them. Not because it was shared with him, but because he participated in them! His boyfriend was the head of the squad! The leader!

-Honey, love of my life, my bootiful boyfriend.

Izuku looked strange at him, but he knew that side of Shouta. He had realized something that broke his mind.

-Yes my gorgeous puppy?

All he could do was listen and agree, maybe explain. Izuku had an inclination that was about him.

-My marvelous love. You are the one guilty for everything your squad did?

-What?

Izuku was now confused. Didn’t Shouta already know that?

-Are you the one master behind all the plans of the Dekusquad?

-Yeah? I thought you already knew that though.

-Love, do you know how many white hairs I won when you told some of the things you participated in?

-Yeah. Don’t you have to paint your hair because of it?

-Yes. I do. So why didn’t you tell me that you were the one that came up with the ideas?

-Because I thought you had understood that? But it seems like you didn’t…

-Shouta?

He could still listen to the voice of Tensei on the phone. Shouta groaned as he knew Tensei heard everything, he just hoped the other’s didn’t.

-Yeah.

-Can I still come by?

-Yeah, but only you.

-Yeah sure.

He saw Mic making signs to himself.

-So, Yama is going to pick you up.

-Okay then.

Tensei had been a little taken back. He had heard everything that Shouta had said to Midoriya, to his boyfriend. Shouta was dating one of his old students. Tensei may have not been so included since the Stain incident, and AFO. But he was aware of what was happening in his friend's life, and he knew that Shouta had been in a relationship for more than 2 years now.Tenya had graduated six or seven months ago, not nearly a year, and Shouta’s relationship was already going to the mark of 3 years. Shouta was dating Midoriya since before he graduated? That was something that he did not expect from Shouta, or any of his friends really. And he needed to talk to them now.

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Tensei was aware that this afternoon was going to be eventual. Even if Midoriya-kun was a member of the Dekusquad, he was the one that he had talked less with. Don’t get him wrong, Tensei only didn’t have the chances to actually befriend the boy. Tensei had invaded quite a few meetings when he had a bad feeling about something that they would do, and stop them, but Midoriya rarely was there. Maybe that’s why he had such bad feelings about the plans. The boy was a good planner, and wouldn’t carry on if there was a chance bigger than 5% of them being caught. And that was terrifying because of how accurate it was.

Tensei himself had been present when they were planning an “outing” (more like invading and destroying the Endeavour’s agency, but who cares?). He listened to everything the boy had said. From the first person to show up at the site 20 minutes after they had entered and how that left them 15 minutes to do anything they wanted and leave before anyone had seen them. The boy even knew that the cameras weren’t operating if there wasn’t a security guard on the building -which he knew now happened every first and last tuesday of the month- and how if they avoided certain places, not even the system of cameras of the city wouldn’t be able to catch them. It was terrifying as he saw them leave the house, and he watched the cameras until they arrived back there without once appearing on them. It was as if they had never left the house and weren’t able to be accused of doing so.

And that was what he knew of Midoriya, how good of a planner he was, and how he loved mischief. Everyone in the group loved it, that was why they were friends to begin with, Tenya entered more as a mistake trying to take care of them and not break the rules, but he knew he had given up a long time ago and had just been annoying causing arson. After all, he had tried to attempt to murder the Hero Killer, Tenyia was there for a little more than mischief and that was why Tensei was watching them more now that they had hero licenses.

He knew how the group in itself and their dynamic worked. The unique friendship with Midoriya that each shared. He was the friend that wasn’t necessary there, but if he was he stole all the attention. Tensei asked himself if Midoriya was aware of how recently all of them actually hang out, and how often they talked about him. Or his deeds.

The persons to talk more about him were Uraraka and Todoroki, the other two just silently watching the two of them excitedly talk about Midoriya. It was a sight to behold actually. Tensei only saw Todoroki with that much enthusiasm when talking about his conspiracy theories. And boy weren’t they crazy.

Tensei had been taken from his thoughts about what he knew of Midoriya by the car honk from Mic’s car. Not that the man needed one. Tenya had taken him to the car and helped him get in, entering the house after bidding his goodbyes since he would be on a mission for a month. He would arrive a week before the 1 year pro’s of the iconic class 1-A, if everything goes according to plan, if it didn’t he would most likely arrive on the day.

-Yama?

-Yeah?

Mic knew that his friend must be confused and full of questions. “Why would Shouta risk ruining his career for this boy? What had he seen in Midoriya? What was Midoriya like?” But he hadn’t anticipated what Tensei actually questioned him.

-How long do you know they are together?

Their friend group was one that didn’t hold any secrets. They shared everything, even Shouta shared the most important things with them, even if not everything, they knew that the man valued privacy and the choice to share anything, but if more than 2 knew, the others should know too. Shouta’s relationship being the only thing that broke that rule, it wasn’t that simple, but Mic was afraid that Tensei may not understand. He knew what the man thought, but sometimes he just let himself be taken by his feelings and things ended up bad most of the time. It was a delicate situation, and not something he should lie about.

-Since their first date.

Yamada didn’t take his eyes off the road, not even as he heard Tensei gasp even with the urge to look him in the eyes and reassure him somehow.

-Me and Kayama have known since then, actually. We had been going to get some take-away from the Italian restaurant and we saw them. We saw Shouta blush on that day, and wear heels. You know what that means.

It was only known in the group how much Shouta actually loved to wear heels, but he often found himself recoiling under the eyes when he wore them. The three of them would reassure them, and say how he rocked the heels, which he did. Shouta had amazing legs, and he was a natural. His hips swayed so elegantly and he crossed his feet every step he took as if he was in a catwalk. It was a sight to behold. But after an especially bad day, Shouta had promised that he wouldn’t wear heels until he fell in love and was sure he was loved back -which he only said that because he was so sure he wasn’t going to after that.

On that day, it was also a few days after they found out that Shouta was actually gay, and had a crush on a boy. Yama, Kayama and Tensei really didn’t understand what Shouta saw in that asshole but they didn’t question much. They saw how Shouta almost seemed soft, which was another sight to behold, at the sight of the light blue haired boy. But they also saw how the boy was always with a different girl, and how he reacted when their Fashion history and development of their hero costumes mentioned how some male heroes also used heels in their costumes, and if any of them wanted they should make sure they can handle the fight.

The teacher had just finished mentioning it when he scoffed really loudly and grumbled more loudly than in a normal conversation.

-Any man that dares to wear heels isn't a man at all.

Of course, their first reaction was to look at Shouta. Not only did they know about how he wanted some platform boots that would make it able to hide some knives on his costume, but also how they loved heels in general. Shouta already suffered because of his long hair, which was only growing to piss off his father and made him remember his beautiful and gentle mother. Maybe that is why his father hated the hair so much, because it reminded him of who he killed, like he was being haunted. Or because it made Shouta seem femenine.

“He was a man, he should be more masculine and not look like a pussy. At least he won’t fight like one.”

They all knew about Shouta’s past, and how that affected him in a daily life, which hadn’t been that affected since Izuku had entered in the picture.

-He… He didn’t make any negative comments, did he?

-Izuku? Nah man. He loves Shouta so much that we can see the hearts fluttering around them. And that includes everything about Shouta. Since the heels collection, to the games, and make up. Izuku actually also wears makeup, and he likes heels, and if he weren’t an almost 2 meter demon that already bumps his head in every entryway, he would wear them more often.

-That 's good.

-Tensei. Before you make any comment because of how, more like, when, listen to the story. You will see. Just… Don’t rush in with any ideas, just open your mind.

Tensei was apprehensive about Izuku, no doubt, especially because he knew how troublemaker he was, and how he was always borderline in the laws. But, if he saw his friend happy because of said troublemaker? Happy and secure? Tensei had no say in it. He only wished his friends were happy.

The environment in the car until they arrived wasn’t heavy, but it wasn’t properly all in a comfortable silence. There was a tension, no doubt, but it wasn’t insufferable. But it didn’t take them long to arrive at their destination. From outside the property, all he could really see was the roof, and the trees that hide the rest of the house. And what tall trees they were.

He heard Mic ring the doorbell, and Eri came to open the gate since she would be going to her room to dress in her new swimsuit to go to the pool. In the meanwhile, Yama just drove the wheelchair around the house to the backyard.

The first sight he caught was how Shouta was in the shadow, his back on the big tree there. Kayama was also there, and she seemed to be nagging Shouta about something. And how that was pissing him and making him blush would be about his sexual life.

-Camon Sho! You never really told us when you and Izuku had done the deed.

-Kaya… If he doesn't wanna tell you, let him be.

-Now what are you nagging Sho about?

The different voice made Tensei turn his head to the entry where Izuku stood near Eri, both in their swimsuits.

-Look Mama! Isn’t it cute!

Eri said spinning a few times showing to Shouta her new white swimsuit, with some baby pink ruffles and a few sparkles.

-You are an absolutely adorable princess.

-I know!

The sweet laugh made everyone laugh, before she ran to the pool and climbed the steps to get in. Eri knew very well how to swim, so they weren’t that worried about her, but they still insisted on having an eye on her, when she was in the water. So Izuku also runed to the pool, passing one leg after the other, not even needing to use the ladder.

-Okey, now that your hubby can’t save you, you are gonna tell us right?

Kayama said driving the subject to what was before Izuku had saved him, from the absolute embarrassment that was talking about it.

-No.

-Kayama, you do know that I can hear very well don’t you? It doesn’t matter how far away I am, the water will get to your perfectly styled hair.

The gasp coming from Kayama was enough for her to drop the subject. Her hair was absolutely gorgeous today, and for some kind of miracle hadn’t gone totally wild after a few hours out of the house.

-Shouta? Does Midoriya make you happy?

-Yes.

As soon as Tensei finished the question, he had the answer. Shouta didn’t need to deliberate on it, nor dive in some philosophical shit. Izuku made him more than happy, he made him fullfield in every single way. He was an absolutely devoted boyfriend and father, and wasn’t afraid to show how much he loved them, even in the most minimalistic gestures. Somehow Izuku was always reassuring him, and comprehending him.

-Damn, he didn’t even think about it.

-I don’t have to. You guys see how he treats me. How he looks at me when he thinks I am not seeing. I know all of that.

-How did you guys even get together?

Tensei really needed to know.

-It was him who asked me out.

-Oh please! You guys have basically been on cozy dates since his first year.

-No we have not.

-Shouta, you have shared your coffee with him since then. And you had let him make your coffee since then too.

-Wait, his precious coffee!

-Yes, Tensei! His coffee!

-Holy.

-That weren’t dates if he was shaken from a nightmare or chronic pain.

-Chronic pain?

-Izuku broke his bones one too many times.

-You know the table of the most famous ships in between the staff? Izuku + Hospital Bed, had been first for the longest time.

-Oi! Kayama! You are on thin fucking ice!

-Papa! Watch your potty mouth!

-Hai, hai porcupine.

Shouta watched the interaction with a small smile that didn’t pass unnoticed by his friends.

-Is our little Shouta smiling?

Kayama tried to tease but the blank stare she received was enough to make sweat drop.

-Kayama. It 's my family. Of course I am smiling. Have you seen how cute they are?

Tensie had been a bit taken back by Shouta actually admitting it. He had never been the type of person to actually admit that he was soft for something, but if Tensei had a family like Shouta had his, he would probably also be like him. Not like he wasn’t already like that, afterall his friends were as much as family as his brother and parents.

-Who is cute?

Izuku said, making everyone jump a little at his appearance.

-You and Eri.

Shouta admitted.

-Oh darling, I am not cute. I am hot and you know it.

Izuku said leaning down in front of shouta, a quick kiss placed in his lips.

-Oh that I do have to agree. But you know when you are the hottest?

-When my love?

-When you are actually watching over our daughter that is alone in the pool.

Shouta said and Izuku quickly looked at the child that was helding the border of the pool looking over to her parents with a big smile on her face.

-Well, we can see her perfectly fine from here. My skin is already wrinkled and white. Now get over there.

Izuku said, pushing Shouta a little bit to the front to win space in between the tree and sat behind him, consequently making Shouta’s back all wet.

-No, Izuku!

Izuku only laughed as his boyfriend pouted and a smile appeared on that almost ,always stoic face, well at least when Izuku or Eri weren’t present.

The friends only looked at the couple in front of them, not being able to say anything to the adorable couple that was laughing while Izuku tickled Shouta’s sides. They saw as the paleface of Shouta started to gain a pink colour, and tears began rolling down his face from laughing so much. Izuku was just happily tickling his boyfriend watching the big smile Shouta was giving him.

-NO! I can’t breathe! AH! Help!

Eri had been diving in the pool, and stayed a little underwater. She loved opening her eyes and seeing all the blue and flooring waves that the water created. She was so happy to be in the water, even more swimming with her Papa!

Lately she hadn’t had so much time with him, since she knew his agency had given him a case and he had been investigating and receiving reports from the others in care of it too. Unfortunately that meant almost daily meetings and Eri missed her Papa very much.

When she got her head out of the water she heard laughter. But also saw her Mama almost fainted from laughing so much. Eri had never exited the pool so quickly. Not even when Papa made her candy apples. In seconds she was hitting her Papa back for him to stop pestering Mama.

-Papa! Leave Mama alone! He is almost passing out!

Izuku couldn’t do otherwise. It was his daughter saying that after all. Even if Izuku knew that Shouta had been far from passing out.

-What horrible friends you guys are! You should've stopped Papa when Mama started to have problems breathing.

Shouta was with his eyes closed, just catching his breath, but listening to Eri giving a lecture to his -very much adult- friends had made him laugh once again. He opened his arms and sprawled on the floor, not even two seconds after he could feel the weight on his chest. The front of his shirt is now also wet, from the very much wet princess that had just gotten out of the pool and sprawled on him.

It was an adorable sight. Realy! But Izuku was feeling left out, and he didn’t forget the presence of the group of friends there. They had been quiet, probably from seeing SHouta smiling and laughing so much, but he didn’t forget.

-Heyo! And my hug porcupine!

-’Camon Papa! It was Mama appreciation time.

-It was? Then why is my very depreciative shirt wet, neh mermaid princess.

-I am innocent! The water is the one guilty!

Everyone just laughed at the antics of Eri, as she ran back to the pool before being stopped.

-It’s already time for dinner, Eri! Go shower for you to eat.

Shouta saw as Eri's face morphed from the happy and excited smile to the puppy eyes, the one that fell on the moving. He can’t say no to that, and that sneaky princess was well aware of that fact.

-No Eri, go shower. The pool won’t disappear today. Tomorrow you can go again.

Eri whatsoever knew that her puppy eyes didn’t work on her Papa. Somehow he was immune to them. She continued with them, even as she entered the house, and stuck her head on the door frame to make her still sad face being shown before Izuku said for her to go shower while laughing.

-I don't understand how you can be immune to that.

Nemuri said exchanging looks with Yamada and Tensei that nodded their heads in agreement.

-Do you know how Kachann is? He used to make that face so many times, and it was even more effective because he wasn’t like that often. But I grew to be immune to it, and Eri, even though she is the cutest, does exactly the same face.

-Wait. You are telling me that Katsuki has Puppy cute eyes?

Yamada said it looked like Izuku had lost his brain.

-Yes. Not to everyone, but he does.

-No guess that you can say no to Eri like that.

Everyone moved to the inside of the house. Tensei had to be lifted in the wheelchair to enter the house because of the little steps when he blue screened.

“Why am I so tall? Why am I moving? Nothing makes sense? My life is a lie?”

Where the questions that passed in a loop inside of his head. It had been so long since he was able to be tall, it was a feeling that he didn’t know that he was actually feeling. He had always conformed to his situation after the encounter with Stain. He knew that he wasn’t going to be able to even stand again, the nerves had been totally disconnected and it wasn’t, nor a safe operation nor rentable. The chance of him walking after the surgery was barely up to 0,01%, and the chance of something going wrong during the long surgery was way too high. He wasn’t going to be able to stand tall next to his little brother, nor save any more lives. He was confined to that wheelchair that reinder him anywhere he went. It was a drag.

-Neh Uncle Tensei? Are you okay?

The little voice of Eri taking him out of his mind. She had just now arrived at the living room, now in her cute pajamas with little porcupines drawn. She had always had a kin to whenever someone was feeling a little low, maybe because she saw it in herself and didn’t want anyone to suffer like she did. But she always knew, and wasn’t afraid of calling people out when intrusive thoughts had been on the other’s mind. She had saved him quite a few times from them when they happened to be together, and it was rare that he even had them, but the situation of standing taller a little bit, made him feel like that.

-Yes, I am. Thank you Eri.

Eri resigned to that answer and resumed pestering her Mama to let her watch some cartoons before dinner.

-Oh true, you guys are gonna state officially together when the graduation party happens right?

Kayama remembered at the middle of the dinner. She always remembered the most random stuff at the most random times.

-Yes, we are planning on it.

Shouta answered back, while Izuku just tried to think of a better plan. He wasn’t entirely convinced...

-What? Are you guys gonna arrive together and hold hands or…?

-We do have an idea to mess with them a little bit. But not outright tell them. Let’s see how many still flirt with me when I arrive holding hands with you.

Everyone just looked at Izuku like he had grown a second head.

-What? I'm A Slytherin! I do like mischief and fooling everyone.

-So… fool everyone?

-Mess with them my dear.

-Oh no… He is entering his Draco personality.

-You love it darling.

-It’s endearing, but only in the beginning. You end up sleeping on the couch generally when that happens though.

Izuku’s head just dropped, defeated. His inner Draco showed a little more when he was in the mood to play a little bit, and that made him a direct path to the couch. Everyone around the table just laughed at the grown man anthics.

The weeks following it were peaceful. Tensei had come to visit a few more times, as Yamada and Kayama. But not as much as everyone wanted. Izuku had a mission and he had been away from home quite a few times already. Eri hadn’t seen him personally and that was taking a toll on her. Shouta had been taking rotations between his friends to go pick up Eri, when he knew he couldn’t, but he had noticed that she had been down.

-Do you miss Papa?

-Yes.

The answer came instantly. It wasn't new how much Eri was attached to Izuku, and they haven’t been that far ever. Not even when they were still living at Yuuei.

-Me too. But he will spend more time with us soon. His mission is almost at an end.

-How do you know?

-Papa was home for 2 hours yesterday. It was too late but he still passed in your room to give you a kiss. He needed a few clothes.

-You promise?

The smile that had been a little missing these days showed up, and how could Shouta not smile when his princess smiled like that?

-I can’t promise that, cases change all the time princess. But soon. And as you miss him, he also misses you.

After that, the routine still didn’t change. Izuku was still very absent from home, and Eri was missing him everyday even more. The day to the party was getting closer.

Izuku had given Shouta total liberty to choose his clothes, he trusted Shouta to dress him well. But well, maybe Izuku may come to regret that one a little bit that one.

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Eri had been missing her Papa very much these few weeks. She was aware of the tricky mission that he was on whatsoever, and how big of a paper he had on it.

For what she understood by what Mama explained, Papa was almost the head of the operation, participating in two phases of the mission. Research and Countermeasures. He had been helping investigate the case and create the plans and how everyone, and who would participate, would contribute to it. It was a really big paper, but it also took time, which brought to the reason Eri had been missing her Papa very much.

She had also seen how Mama had been reacting to not being near him almost every day like they did until now. If it was difficult for Eri to be away from Papa, Eri didn’t want to know how difficult it must be for both of them. She hadn’t seen Papa for over two weeks now, not even on the weekends, but she knew that he had been at home a few times.

Mama would always tell her when Papa had been home the day before, how he passed in her bedroom and kissed her forehead before leaving again.

She had tried to pass a lot more time with Shouta, since she wasn’t the only one missing him. Eri had woken up one too many times during the night to see Mama in the living room, the tv still on, sleeping. As if waiting for him to show up…

Shouta wasn’t taking it easy. He was missing so much Izuku that he was almost going to the agency and grab his ear and bring him home just so they could cuddle. His abstinence from his marvelous cuddles had been affecting him more than he thought possible.

Just today, Yamada and Kayama had given him five coffees, with lots of sugar and he was absolutely certain that one had alcohol. Which only highlighted how in bad spirits he was.

Also Eri had been affecting his mood a bit too much. She probably is the sole reason why he hadn’t dragged Izuku home after so many days without a visit. They didn’t even live that far, was it so impossible for him to come home at least for dinner and talk with his daughter?

So when that day he arrived home and found his lover on the couch, sound asleep, he felt tempted to wake him up and give him an earful. But when he put his eyes on Izuku he saw the big dark circles, how his hair even seemed greasy and was that ashes on his freckles?!

Shouta didn’t know if he should wake him up after seeing him in such state… He seemed really tired… He mustn’t have had time to sleep these last few days... Sighing, he left Izuku to sleep on the couch, bringing him a blanket to cover him.

A few hours later Eri arrived home. The first thing that she minded was the sleeping man on the couch. She was going to wake him up when Shouta stopped her, making a sign for her to be quiet and follow her to the kitchen.

Bringing her up, and sitting her in one of the countertops, after giving her a small kiss in her nose, making both of them giggle, he started to talk.

-Princess, Papa is very tired. How much do you bet that if we get closer to him we can smell his sweat?

Shouta finished his sentence in a more dramatic way, still being mindful of the volume of his voice.

-I don’t need to bet on that. That was why I was going to wake him up. He needs to shower and lay on the bed! Not the couch! He will never shut up about his back pain like you did!

It seems like they both traumatized Eri about sleeping on the couch…

-Let him sleep a bit more. He mustn’t have slept much during these days princess…

-Fina, but before dinner we have to wake him up for him to go shower.

-Okay.

Both of them went to do what they were supposed to. Shouta, correcting some tests he gave his class of 5 students. And Eri went to shower and do her homework and later play before dinner.

When Shouta started to make dinner, he started to hear noises from the living room.

-Awake, Darling?

Shouta said, looking at his husband that was supporting his weight against the doorframe, looking at his husband cooking them dinner.

-I am still asleep, love.

-Go shower, so the three of us can eat. You stink.

Shouta said as he pecked his lover's lips, that was quick to pass his arms around Shouta's waist. Izuku didn’t let him leave so quickly, distributing kisses for all his face. In the kitchen all they could hear were Shouta’s soft giggles.

-Izuku! Really! Go shower! We can cuddle after.

-We could do more than cuddle, puppy. I miss you so much these days…

Izuku said, his head resting on Shouta’s shoulder, that embressad Izuku on his arms, comforting him. They stayed like that for a few moments, until Eri entered the living room and ran to her Papa.

-Stupid Papa… Don’t you dare pass so much time without speaking to us…

Eri said, her little hands punching Izuku’s legs, with tears streaming down her face. Izuku was quick to pick her up, and hold her with one arm, so he could also hug Shouta.

Kissing the crown of her head, and pulling Shouta closer to him, Izuku spoke once again.

-I promise I will do my best for this to happen.

-Good. Now go shower! You stink, Papa!

Everyone laughed, as Izuku put down Eri, who went to help her Mama while Izuku went to shower.

They enjoyed the rest of the evening. The pleasant dinner Shouta made with the help of Eri. Which she was becoming quite good at, she loved helping her Mama and Papa cooking. And the little movie session, with the rights of popcorn, soda and candies on their lasure space up in the last floor.

When Eri was starting to get sleepy, she used the stairs that went directly to her bedroom, leaving the two lovers alone.

-Sho…

-Yes love?

-Have you prepared the clothes for tomorrow?

-Everything’s settled. We just have to go pick them up in the afternoon, but yours is best if you try them on at the store. They have the order, but…

-Yeah, I understand. And a hairdresser?

-Already settled too. I have to go to Yuuei in the morning, so you go in the morning, and me and Eri in the afternoon, after we pick her up from her classes. And then we will go pick up the clothes.

-Oh true, did the car arrive?

-Yes, me and Eri went to pick it up and settle the paperwork, on the weekend. Now… Why did it have to be such an expensive one?

Shouta asked, glaring at his boyfriend who spent more than ten million yen on a car.

-It’s my dream car since I laid my eyes on him. And if I can have it, why not?

-Izu… I feel like this will end up with you having a collection of them.

-No, maybe one or two more? Like for you? And Eri when she is older.

Shouta said nothing more, just laid himself over his love. His ear was right on top of Izuku’s chest, and his heartbeat soon became a lullabye he missed hearing for weeks.

Izuku just hugged Shouta closer to him, his chin resting on top of Shouta’s hair. Izuku started to drift off to sleep when he remembered that they were on the couch. He picked up Shouta carefully for him to not wake up, and took them to the bedroom. He soon drifted to sleep, hugging his love closer to him, and the smell of marshmallows making him drift to sleep.

They woke up on the next day with a very frantic Eri, who had arrived at the kitchen and saw no one, and no lunch and breakfast ready.

-You two fell asleep! How did you miss the alarms!?

Eri asked when sitting on the chair in the kitchen, eating her cereal.

-We don’t know…

-Your lunch is ready pinkie pie!

Shouta said, leaving the bento near Eri, for her to later put it on her school bag.

-Remember, later me and Papa are going to pick you up for us two to go to the hairdresser.

-Oh right! Your class reunion is today! Everyone in my class is talking about it! They want to see everyone's outfits!

Eri said, continuing to munch on her cereal.

They quickly left the house, dropping off Eri at her school, and then later Shouta on Yuuei.

-When you are ready, call me so I can come pick you up.

Izuku said, kissing Shouta on his cheek, his head and then his mouth. Shouta smiled softly before nodding, and leaving the car, heading inside Yuuei.

Izuku spent two hours at the barber. His hair had been growing a lot these few months, almost reaching his shoulders. And now… it felt so much lighter with it barely reaching his ears, and he could feel the wind of the hairdryer right on his skin with the undercut.

The piercings he was using made a little more edgy look, but he was living for it. When he was paying, his smartphone rang with a call from Shouta, saying he was living now in Yuuei.

Izuku arrived in a few minutes, Shouta was waiting just outside from the gates, surrounded by, what Izuku was supposing, his class.

Izuku pressed the horn of the car, making everyone look at the car. He saw as Shouta said goodbye to his students, and walked in the car direction. It had been quite a time since Izuku had last seen Shouta in his normal jumpsuit, the same one that hid his curves. Such curves that Izuku felt possived and wished to pass his hands on right now…

-Izu… You good Baby?

Shouta said to his boyfriend that hadn’t looked at him since he entered the car. Actually he had his eyes closed. His knuckles were white from the strength he was holding the steering wheel that somehow wasn’t bending under the same man that picked the same weight as a fridge for his light training.

Izuku was trying to control himself to not pound his so cute and handsome boyfriend, who somehow hadn’t noticed that he was trying to control himself. The nicknames weren’t helping a bit and Izuku could feel Shouta’s eyes on him.

Izuku opened his eyes, when he felt like he wouldn’t pounce on his boyfriend any time soon.

Shouta was looking at his boyfriend, after having taken off his jumper. It was a hot day, and that jumper was way too hot for him to be comfortable wearing. He saw Izuku’s eyes as he opened them. A dark green, a look full of lust.

-Izu…

Izuku couldn’t take it. He kissed Shouta full of paxion, of lust and desire for Shouta. His boyfriend was way too sexy in his eyes.

They kissed for a few minutes, before they had to leave. Afterall, Izuku was parked outside of Yuuei, in front of the gates.

Shouta recognized the way to their house, and the anticipation was something that was killing him. He just wanted to feel his boyfriend hands on him. He wanted to feel his boyfriend deep within him… Those weeks have been a small nightmare. He missed being able to cuddle with Izuku, but he also missed being fucked by him. Somehow he never felt satisfied in the end, not like he felt if it was with Izuku.

The car was quickly parked, and Izuku barely saw Shouta leaving the car, before turning to his boyfriend and quickly picking him bridal style, closing the door and the car, before entering and running up to their bedroom and quickly undressing his boyfriend.

In a matter of minutes they were both naked. Izuku’s cock springing up as soon as Izuku took off his black boxers, Shouta’s not so different. He was quick to prepare his boyfriend. His fingers reached deep within Shouta’s, with his other hand wrapped around Shouta’s dick. Izuku continued to prep his boyfriend, wanting him to cum at least once before putting his cock in Shouta’s tight ass.

Izuku could feel how close he was by the way Shouta clenched around his fingers. It was maddening, the vision of Shouta like this.

His back in a perfect arch, trying to create more contact with Izuku’s fingers. His hands reached to pinch his nipples before Izuku took them away with the hand that was before pumping Shouta’s dick. Replacing them with his mouth, liking and sucking them. He felt when Shouta came, his stomach white, and his eyes turning back. His chest rising quickly…

-Did it feel good Kitten?

Izuku speaking to Shouta seemed to take him out of the cloud after-orgasm.

-Yes, Master?

When the word “Master” left Shouta’s mouth Izuku couldn’t control himself anymore. His cock throbbed at the word, and he actually growled.

-Puppy I have to…

-Please Daddy…

Shouta said and Izuku was quick to align his cock with Shouta’s hole. Entering slowly he could feel every inch being taken in, all the muscles and how they hugged and sucked in his cock.

-You were really anticipating this weren’t you kitten?

Izuku said, his voice was low and he seemed out of breath from all the pleasure he was feeling by just entering.

-Of course… Agh I was… You left uhm so long without returning home…

Shouta said he was out of breath, be it from his recent orgasm or from the pleasure he was feeling because of Izuku’s cock.

When he finally entered totally he paused for a second. He saw how it seemed to hurt sometimes when he was entering. It had been a long time since they had sex.

Shouta gasped as Izuku thrusted first, slow and deep, then quick and not so deep… It was driving him crazy and all he could do was arch his back and moan to Izuku.

-You love my cock don’t you? You are a little slut for it aren't you?

Izuku saw as the words impacted Shouta. He saw as his eyes opened and his head was thrown back. He saw as Shouta’s hands seemed to want to grab something, to scratch something. Izuku wasn’t having that. He grabbed both of Shouta’s hands and pinned them above their head. Like this, Shouta’s body seemed to wiggle even more, wanting more contact. And who was Izuku to deny that?

He heard Shouta’s gasp as he felt his tongue on their neck. Liking as he went downer, and sucking on their collarbones, and where the tongue went until arriving at the target. Shouta’s perky pink and so hard niples. He had already sucked them early so they were sensitive, and he continued to suck on them. At some point, Shouta had been able to release one of his hands that was now scraping where he had the undercut, not being able to actually grab the hair.

Izuku felt as though Shouta was starting to get even more tight, he never thought it was possible. Shouta came a few seconds after pulling Izuku’s mouth into his, and kissed him. Saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth when he moaned so loud as he came. Izuku still hadn't come, and Shouta was way too sensitive to be able to endure anymore thrusting in his hole. He pulled out, and he was about to start pumping his own dick, when he felt Shouta’s hand on his.

-Let… Let me do it…

Shouta was out of breath, and his face was pink from all the activity and orgasms.

Izuku saw as Shouta turned around, his ass now far away from him, and mouth way so close to his cock that he could feel his hot breath there.

Shouta was now holding his lover’s cock on his hands that barely covered his length. He started by licking his sides, leaving small kisses in all the places that he knew were the most sensitive on Izuku. Izuku had to take matters into his hands, grabbing Shouta’s hair and basically forcing his cock into Shouta’s mouth. Not that Shouta was complaining, he loved when Izuku was a little more rough with him.

Izuku was basically becoming insane with all the calm his boyfriend was taking in the blowjob. So he had to take matters into their mouths. He felt as Shouta moaned on his cock, but it didn’t take a lot of time for Izuku to be mouth fucking his boyfriend. Nor did it take so long for him to cum, Shouta swallowing it all.

Both were without breath. And they would’ve taken their time cuddling but they didn’t have any. They still had to shower, have lunch, and go pick up Eri for her and Shouta to go to the hairdresser.

While both of them were there, Izuku went around picking up all the stuff Shouta had ordered. Including shoes and make up. He just hadn’t had time to pick up his own, since the store was on the opposite side of everything else.

Shouta and Eri were waiting outside for him, and they quickly went to their seats. He then took time to see their hairstyles. Eris' hair was in a braid at the top going into a ponytail. Totally adorable! As for Shouta's hair… He had two parts framing his face, and 2 braids coming back into a half up hairstyle. He looked gorgeous like that.

-So is there anything missing?

-Only my clothes.

-Good, you have everything else?

-Yup, I even went to pick up the new piercings and make up.

-MAMA! Can I wear makeup today!

Eri asked from the backseat. She knew how much both of her parents loved wearing makeup, and she wanted to match them!

-Sure princess.

They arrived at the store, parking the car not so far from the entry. When they entered, a clerk from the store was quick to offer them help, to which, Shouta quickly explained that he had made an order online, and would like to try before buying. They were quick to come back with the order, and Shouta passed it to Izuku, who was already in the fitting room.

-So, how is it?

Shouta asked from the outside. He and Eri were waiting for Izuku outside, in two big red velvet chairs.

-I think I need a bigger size for the pants and shirt. I can't zip up the fly, and the first three buttons seem like they will fly any moment.

-Okay, I am gonna ask them.

In a few minutes Izuku was leaving the fitting room with the clothes that he came in dressed in.

-Camon Papa! I wanted to see the clothes!

-And you will be a porcupine, when we are living in the house.

-No fair! You know all our clothes!

-Nope, I just picked them up. It was Mama who made the orders. Besides, it's only a few hours.

-Do you already know where the venue is gonna be?

-Nedzu sent the address today. It’s in a hotel, 40 minutes from our address.

Shouta nodded, before grabbing the bags with the clothes and shoes. Everything to Izuku’s outfit was from there after all.

3 hours later, a few ice creams from McDonalds, and dressing up, they were ready.

Izuku was just finishing his eyeliner after redoing Shouta’s. Both of their eyeshadows were black, Izukus had bits of red, matching with his vest and Shouta’s eyes when his quirk was activated. He had all his piercings in place, a small chain on his neck, falling into place with the open buttons of the black shirt. A few silver rings on his crooked fingers, complementing the look. One in particular Izuku was sure to wear today, but it wouldn’t be as funny or hidden if their matching rings were contrasting so much alone. Both were a simple silver band, but the jewel was different. Izuku’s was a ruby, and Shouta’s were an emerald. Even with all the other rings, that one was highlighted because of the jewel.

Shouta was only wearing his though. Matching his eyeshadow with it. The black shirt he was wearing matched with it, and the dark green pants, with a layered silver chain. The black boot heels were absolutely killing it with the look. Shouta looked so good, allthat Izuku wanted to do was throw Shouta in bed and fuck him until he couldn’t talk or moan.

With a hand motion Izuku was side by side with Shouta in front of the ceiling to floor mirror. As Shouta turned to put his hand on Izuku’s chest, Izuku’s arm was surrounding his waist. Shouta took at least 30 pictures before a knock on their door was heard.

-Come in, Eri!

Shouta said, and Eri entered the room. Her black top and white skirt were gorgeous on her with her silver hair. She was wearing black converse that looked so good with the whole outfit. Izuku also noticed how she was wearing one earring black and the other white, matching the dress.

-Sit on the bed sweetheart.

Shouta said, patting the bed, while he went to get the pallette and the brushes. Izuku saw as Shouta made her eyeshadow black and white. And glued a few glitters in the shape of a star. He saw as their daughter gave one of her biggest smiles from the day as she saw the makeup in the mirror, that just now he and Shouta were taking pictures.

-Hey porcupine wanna take a picture with Papa?

Eri eagerly nodded. It wasn’t often that he would ask her for a picture, afterall Izuku was more of a person about living in the present and he wasn’t that often on the phone when he was with them. Well, unless he had some call from work or something, but normally near them, the phone was in his pocket.

Izuku picked her up with his left arm, while he was holding his phone with the camera towards the mirror. After a few that he took where Eri makinging some faces, Shouta joined them. His arm going around Izuku's waist, and his head against Izuku's arm, hiding behind the phone.

The three of them were wearing mostly black, and that was such a mood. Shouta noticed how he and Izuku were wearing chains. He had on his pants, and Izuku on his vest -connecting one of the buttons to one of the fake pockets- and the one around his neck.

Not so long after, they left the house. The way to the hotel was done with anything major. No traffic, which they appreciated, a Izuku on traffic was something traumatic to Shouta.

Near the hotel it started to have more traffic, probably because of the paparazzi that were around the entry.

-It seems like someone leaked where the party is gonna be.

Izuku said, looking at his boyfriend. Nedzu only sent today the address of the party specifically to avoid this. A bunch of tipsy heroes wasn't good publicity. It was only because of publicity, since who would be dumb enough to attack a party with more than a hundred pro-heroes?

Some of them were the strongest that they had ever seen, like Izuku himself. He had been taking to jail Class-S villains since his first year, when he had barely any knowledge and control of his first quirk. Imagine now that he had absolute control over 6 quirks, and even without them, he was strong as hell.

Most of the people were still outside, and there was a red carpet outside for them to pass through. There were some valets outside to park their car. Izuku stopped the car in front of the carpet, and the flashes went crazy as Izuku left the car. Shouta leaves the front seat, as he opens the door for Eri to leave. He gave the car key to the valet that went to them, thanking the person, before posing side by side with Shouta, whose right hand was with Eri, and Izuku’s hand was on Shouta’s waist.

They passed them all, Izuku waving his hand and flashing some smiles to them. As Shouta and Eri both continued with a blank face. As they entered the lobby, everyone’s eyes were on them. Be it by the car, their clothes, or the fact that Izuku and Shouta -his until recently teacher- arrived together. As they passed the door, Izuku’s hand left Shouta’s waist. To everyone in the lobby, it just seemed that they had arrived together.

Izuku spotted their class quickly and they made their way there. Everyone was just looking at them, questions were evident on their faces, but Izuku wouldn’t be the one to ask them.

-Hey guys.

Izuku spoke first, flashing them some smiles. He clearly noticed how some blushed, and he had to stop himself from arching an eyebrow in inquisition to the reaction.

-Hey man! You disappeared totally this year. If not for the news we would have thought you had disappeared.

Kirishima was the first to initiate the subject. He had been aware of some of his friends trying to talk to him in the last weeks, but he was way too busy to even pick up the phone for anything that wasn't work related.

-Yeah. Was working in some big cases, both investigations and in forming plans. Man, was it a tricky case…

-Oh yeah! I heard about it!

Kaminari said this from Shinso’s side. Izuku knew that both of them were also now living together. Shouta did some patrols with Shinso since they both worked for the same agency. And was he happy for his friends?

Kaminari was totally rocking his outfit. It screamed Kaminari Denki in every aspect of it, from the black shirt with yellow lightning, the half skirt-half black shorts, to the fishnets. He was wearing some heels too, but not as high as the ones Shouta was wearing.

-Yeah, Shinso participated in it didn’t you?

-Oh, yeah I did. I barely saw you though, but you seemed quite tired. Man, your dark circle rivaled Aizawa’s.

Everyone just saw as Aizawa hit Izuku’s head, an angry expression on his face.

-What did I say about resting you brat?

-That I work better if I am rested.

-And?

-To rest if I had less than two hours of sleep.

-Exactly. Did you do that during those 3 weeks?

-I couldn’t everyday, but I tried.

-Damn brat, trying to die sooner?

-Mama! You also barely slept these few weeks! We all barely did.

The rest of the class saw as they interacted, and laughed as Eri rolled her eyes to the antics of her Papa.

-Oh true! We passed by your mom but she said that you moved out.

Uraraka said as she drank a bit of her flute, which seemed to be champagne. Izuku then noticed how she was wearing a tight black dress that stopped at the middle of her thighs with thin straps and black heels. Her hair was the same as she always used to do in school.

-Oh yeah… Something happened and I basically moved out after graduation.

-Doesn't she visit you?

-Papa… Your mom is the green haired lady that I didn’t like at the graduation right?

Eri asked, and everyone’s eyes widened with what Eri called Izuku. Did… Did she really call Izuku, Papa? Izuku only smiled at the antics of his daughter.

-Yeah, she is, porcupine. And no. She doesn't visit.

-Eri-chan now calls you Papa?

Sero asked as he drank a bit of his own flute. His own outfit was so Sero-like, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a mexican pattern, that was tucked inside the black high waist suit pants with some black dress shoes. It looked good on him with that long golden necklace and some golden eye-shadow.

-She had been calling me Papa since second year dude! Keep up!

Izuku said, as he picked up two flutes of champagne for him and Shouta, and said a low thanks.

-So how is everyone doing?

Izuku asked as he now took a sip of his own.

-Me and Shoto are actually going to marry.

Iida said, raising his hand to the middle of his eye-brows until he seemed to remember he wasn’t wearing glasses anymore. Izuku remembers when the squad learned that he actually had 15-20 eyesight and just used the glasses to not worsen his condition, but he could perfectly see without them. Seems like he had decided to not wear them anymore during hero work.

Yet, Izuku was flabbergasted. Tenyia and Shoto were dating?!

-You guys were dating?!

-Yeah… We had been since our third year… Izuku, how didn’t you know? You were with us a lot of the time.

Tenyia just looked at him worried.

-No… It seems like I spent a lot of the time with my head in the clouds.

Izuku said, exchanging some glances with Shouta.

-You sure did. Me and Tsu are living together actually.

Ochacko said, looking at her girlfriend, who smiled at her. Tsu was actually wearing a green dress with red strawberries in it, and some green low heels, and her long hair was in a high bun, only leaving her bangs out.

-Congratulations. To both of you. Anyone else that started dating or are living together or going to marry?

Izuku said, and Kyoka and Momo arrived, hand in hand. Hands with matching rings with a diamond.

Looking around, Izuku saw that some of his classmates were still late. Mina was nowhere to be seen, nor Shoto. Rikidou, Mashiro, Tooru, Yuuga, Ei, Kat, Shoji and Fumi were still nowhere to be seen.

-I suppose she said yes.

Izuku said, smirking as Momo blushed.

-How did you know that?

Kyoka asked, confusion clear in her eyes.

-That you said yes, or that she proposed.

-That she proposed.

-We met each other in the jewelry store.

-Damn ‘Zuku, since when do you have money to frequent the same places as Momo?

Denki said clearly joking until some realisation seemed to hit him.

Denki didn’t need to think a lot. Momo and Izuku had an encounter in a jewelry store, when Momo was buying Kyoka a ring to propose. What was Izuku doing there? Buying a ring for some occasion? Some jewelry to gift? But people also went to the jewelry store to buy other stuff besides engagement or promises rings. But Denki looked at Izuku’s hands, seeing more than 10 rings, but one stood out. It was simple, only with a ruby embed into it, but as he remembered that Izuku entered with Aizawa, and Eri was calling him Papa… He looked at Aizawa’s hands encountering a similar ring, only that this one had a bigger emerald embedded into it. His mind connects one point to the other, and…

-Oh shit!

Denki said, a big smile of disbelief being displayed. He had a hunch that Izuku had a crush on Aizawa since their second year or so, but he never thought that he would actually be able to make Aizawa fall for him in such a short period of time, even more as he had been busy with all the hero work. But… they already had promise rings when they had been dating for not even a year? Something was fishy… But honestly? Denki didn’t care. She was happy to see his friend having someone by their side, even if the relationship had started a little bit ilegal. They were sincerely happy for her friends.

-What Denks?

Mina Ashido said as she entered and went directly to Sero, passing her arm for his waist, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Ashido was a person that when she passed by she called all attention to her, her long white fluid dress with a slit called even more, her golden heels complementing the look of a goddess, and she looked like one. She had been growing her hair since the first year, and now her hair was almost at her waist, and by some miracle was straight in a high ponytail.

-Wow Mina! You look gorgeous!

Denki said looking at their friend, who smiled at him and responded with thanks.

-So… Ashido and Hanta? Is all the Bakusquad dating between themselves?

The three present members of said squad started to laugh seeing how Izuku was right. Hitoshi had been an unofficial member since he had started to be friends with Denki, and an official one when he entered the class. Kat and Eijuro had only started dating two months after graduation, and as it seems Ashido and Sero were also dating.

-As it seems. But why did you say Oh shit, baby?

Hitoshi said hugging his girlfriend by their waist, kissing his forehead.

-Just realized something.

Denki said smirking looking at Izuku, more correctly the hand holding the flute. Izuku then understood what he meant. “Oh… so she was the first one to guess? But we barely started.”

The conversation flowed from there as they waited for everyone to arrive and move to the dining room. Everyone was more than happy to meet Koda’s and Rikidou’s partners, since they weren’t from their class. And Izuku was happy to see Kachann.

The duo had only been contacting each other by messages or the occasional call, not having many ways to encounter each other during this -almost- year. He had arrived hand in hand with Eijirou, both blushing a tiny bit, and obviously dressed by Kat. Kiri rocks those dark red pants, with the white shirt opened a few buttons, and his hair down in a bun. Kat wears the red shirt, and black pants, his hair in a similar cut to Izuku’s only that his didn’t fall down. He had some piercings on his ears too.

They were having a great time. Izuku and Shouta sitting side by side, as Eri sat at a table with some kids where they were entertained. They had been holding hands for all of dinner, except when eating, but their legs were intertwined under the table. Nobody else besides Denki seemed to notice, and seriously? How can’t they notice it?

Half an hour after everyone finished eating their dessert, Nedzu arrived at the stage. The lights went off, as Nedzu had the spotlight, literally.

-Good evening everyone! Hope you have enjoyed your dinner, as much as I did. That grilled salmon was delicious! I am just sorry for those who hadn’t had the chance to eat it because of how much I ate. Or maybe I aren’t . I absolutely do not regret eating that much! -He paused laughing a bit, alongside everyone. - I am grateful that everyone was able to attend this celebration of your first year of you guys being officially heroes! And what marvelous ones you guys became. And I see that such a busy year didn’t stop you guys from finding love and happiness, or maybe continue it.

Izuku knew that this part, more specifically, was directed at him and Shouta, and he couldn’t stop himself from looking at his former teacher, and kissing his cheek, while rubbing the other’s knuckles with his thumb. Izuku at that moment didn’t care who saw them. They would all know before the night ended.

-Now… It’s time for the party to actually begin. From now the dance floor is all yours, and the bar is open!

Izuku and Shouta still stayed at the table as everyone else brought their partners to the dance floor. The music was rhythmic and not long after he saw Ashido taking off her heels, and put on a new pair of , also, golden sandals but with no heel.

Izuku saw as everyone seemed to be having fun dancing together. And as Denki noticed that they didn’t go to the dance floor, he was quick to go back to the table and try to move Izuku from there, to have some fun.

-Come on Izuku! Come dancing with everyone! Aizawa, help me! Come on!

-Why do you think I can make him go to the dance floor?

Shouta asked as his eyebrow raised and drank the rest of water in his cup.

-Because he is your man! What other reason should it be?

Denki said, letting go of Izuku’s hand, and sitting in front of them.

-So you really caught on.

-Yup, because of the rings. Now before going to the dance floor, when did you guys start going out?

Denki saw as both of them shared a look, basically questioning themselves if they should tell him the truth. She saw that all.

-Since Second year.

-Damn, so you guys have been together for two years already?

-Yup. We moved in together after graduation.
Izuku said, pulling Shouta closer to him and comforting his boyfriend by kissing his forehead.

-You guys are adorable together. Seriously! I can basically see all these hearts around you guys.

Denki said as they tried to once again bring Izuku to the dance floor, this time he allowed Denki to pull him there, but he didn’t let go of Shouta’s hand. Their fingers intertwined.

Once on the dance floor, Izuku brought Shouta closer to him, spinning the other man, and laid him back.

-Idiot! I had my cup in my hand!

Shouta said as he put his cup on one of the nearby tables.

-Gomen!

Izuku said smiling to his boyfriend who knew he wasn’t really sorry.

And then a song that shouldn't be played at a party with children started to play. Izuku recognized the song immediately. Surprisingly it was one of Shouta’s favorites songs, especially if it was to tease him.

When Shouta recognized the song he looked at his boyfriend, who was already smirking. “Seems like he recognizes the song too”

Low and near Izuku’s ear he started to sing the song.

-I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master.

Shouta slid his arms around Izuku’s neck, bringing them close to each other, even more as Izuku grabbed his waist. More than a daily habit, he knew how much Izuku loved hugging him by his waist, pulling him closer.

-I wanna make your heart beat, Run like a rollercoaster.

A hand sliding down until it was on top of Izuku’s heart, patting the place a few times, like the heart beat.

-I wanna be a good boy~

All Izuku could do was as his boyfriend smirked at him, playing with his necklaces and heart.

-I wanna be a gangster.

Shouta’s expression closed quickly as he entered the character of a bad boy. They had done this before, and Izuku knew that Shouta would try to walk away from him, but he was not having none of that.

-Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster~

Izuku stole the next line. His hand playing with the loose hair, grabbing it hard and bringing their faces close.

-I have loved you since two years ago, Not just for aesthetics.

Izuku changed the lyrics and kissed his boyfriend next. His hands bring Shouta’s body even closer to him, if that’s possible.

-And that’s fucking pathetic.

Shouta said, smirking. His breath was quick after the kiss that left him breathless. They would totally sneak out during the party to one of the hotel rooms.

Since the song started, the two had stolen all the attention. Everyone's eyes were on them. It was clear that being close was something so normal, that they didn’t care that they were in the presence of a lot of people, in the presence of coworkers, and fellow pro-heroes that all they could do was look. Ever since the beginning of the party, everyone’s eyes had been on them, some more hopeful of not going home alone than others. No one in that party could say that they weren’t attractive, but together? They stole all the light.

The couple continued to dance. Izuku makes Shouta spin quite a few times, and laugh as he brings the other closer to him.It was clear that they were on their own little world.

The class was confused as they looked at the couple. They were together? Aizawa Shouta and Midoriya Izuku? Their teacher until 8 months ago and their fellow classmate? Together? When did that even happen? Why did it even happen? None of them understood exactly what Izuku saw in Shouta, but they all could see the love, affection, and care in Izuku’s eyes as he looked at their ex-teacher.

When the song ended, both of them were a little breathless. And close. Then they kissed again, not as intensely as they didn’t want to leave the party so early.

They walked back to their seats, to rest and drink a bit of water. Not long after everyone was on their seats looking at the couple. They wanted answers.

-Yes, we are together. No you can’t know how or when we got together. Any questions besides that?

Izuku spoke before anyone started to ask any questions.

-Ah Izuku! Just the man I wanted to see.

Nedzu said as he approached the table. His appearance being too big of a coincidence to be one.

-Yes?

-Just wanted to say for you two to have fun, and to not hold back… But I guess I didn’t need to say so. Aizawa! Didn’t know you could dance.

-I can’t. Izuku can, but I don’t.

-Remember the…

Izuku started before Shouta covered his mouth with his hand. Izuku even licked his hand, but Shouta was more than used to that, and didn’t even budge, just arched his eyebrow at him. Izuku saw that it was futile and just stopped.

-Good boy.

Shouta said as they petted Izuku’s hair.

-Wow. The roles are reversed.

Kayama said as she got closer to the table. It was the first time tonight that the couple was seeing her. Shouta had been curious about what his friend would be wearing tonight, as she normally told him and even asked for help. However this time, she didn't even disclose what she would wear, not even a hint. But now he could guess why. She looked gorgeous in that black tight suit, only wearing the pants and the jacket. She was wearing quite a few silver necklaces, her straight hair falling in front of a few of them. Her make-up called more attention to her sky blue eyes with simple black shadow, matching with a red lipstick and heels.

-Shut it Kayama.

Izuku said as he drank a little bit of wine. The rest of the ex-class 1-A just watching.

-Oh c'mon Zuku, like you didn’t like teasing Shouta about it!

-Correction Kayama. Teasing him every time I was sure that I could still get laid even if I did that.

-Oh what was that now?

Shouta said, and Izuku's eyes widened. A “fuck” being mubled.

-Please don’t make me sleep on the couch.

-Is the couch in the game room comfortable?

-No.

-Yes.

-Sho, love. Please. Baby. Darling. Love of my life… Let’s not traumatize Eri with naps on couches.

-Again?

-What do you mean, again?

Denki asks as everyone is just starting to come to terms with their relationship.

-He arrived on a mission, and instead of going directly to the shower and sleeping on the bed, he fell on the couch and knocked himself out. The next week was full of his whining because of back-pain. My back hurts almost everyday but you don’t see me saying shit.

-She still remembers that? And do you want a massage on your back later?

-Yes and sure.

Izuku kissed Shouta's cheek, on top of the scar right under his eye. The scar he won when fighting the Nomu in their first year at the USJ. His scarred hand grabbing Shouta’s in a tight hold.

-So… Nobody gonna comment on the fact that Aizawa’s back hurts everyday?

Mina said with her nice voice, but her smile betrays what was going on in her mind. Denki and Kirishima smirked as they caught on to the meaning.

-We can’t really ask when you guys got together?

Uraraka said, her voice demonstrating that she was indeed curious for how long her friend had been hiding a relationship from them. Maybe a bit of hurt could be heard. Why didn’t he tell them? They were his friends weren’t they?

-I mean…

Izuku and Shouta shared a look, and quickly nodded.

-Almost three years ago.

-You mean, when he was still our teacher and most of us had a crush on you?

Kirishima said, his voice a bit too loud and angry. It was calling attention from the surrounding tables, which were looking at the red head.

-Yes. When he was still our teacher and most of you had a crush on me.

-Now we know why he didn’t tell anyone.

Uraraka’s voice was incomprehensible. She knew that if Izuku did something so reckless and that could ruin other people's lives, he wouldn’t have done so from the beginning. Izuku sometimes cared more about others than himself.

-Yeah! Because it was a fucking crime!

-It wasn’t a crime if I was over 18, which I was. And Nedzu approved.

-How can the director of the school approve of such a thing?

Iida asked, going again to put his non-existent glasses in place.
-Because he knows Shouta well, that’s why. Nedzu knows that he wasn’t even aware of his feelings. Other people had to intertwine and make him realize it. He also owed Nedzu a carpet that day.

-Sorry, I wasn't expecting my boss to ask me if I was harboring feelings for my student while I was drinking my coffee.

-You spit out your coffee then?

-Yes? What did you want me to spit out my coffee when All Might and Recovery Girl were sharing a briancell? It happens more often than you think.

On two opposite sides of the party, two people sneezed. One of them successfully knocked down a pro-hero in front of them.

-Was that All Might sneezing?

Hitoshi asked with an arched eyebrow.

-Yeah… It was. Sometimes it happens of him buffing while sneezing. Then he goes and coughs blood.

-Maybe RG also sneezed?

-It would be pretty funny.
-When was even this?

-December 15.

-Wasn’t that the day that we saw a high Izuku cooking and offering gummy eggs?

-Yup.

-Wait… That was the day I confessed to you…

-And also the day that I realised my feelings for Shouta.

-So… You and Aizawa realized your feelings on the same day as Ochako confessed to you, and got high? I am still curious how you knew where the hell the alcohol was.

-Coffee talks at three Am.

-So I wasn’t hallucinating when one night I came to get water and saw you two sleeping on the table!

Tokoyami says in a “Eureka” moment, like life made sense again. Only to not in the next second.

-Wait, why were you two passed out on the table?

-It was three Am. Sometimes it just happens after talking.

Izuku said, shrugging his shoulders.

-That sure as hell was a full day.

Denki said, sighing and drinking a bit of wine.

-It sure was…

Izuku said, smiling at his lover, and kissing his hand. Their promise rings shining in their hands. The promise of them staying together.

The rest of the night passed as a blur. They talked a bit more, danced and sang. Everyone was just happy to be able to relax for a night before having work.

However the night still hasn’t reached the high point.

-The night is almost ending! But still not over. There’s one more surprise!

Nedzu said on the microphone. The lights change to dim in almost all the room, except for the surprise couple. The spotlight being on them. A microphone being on Izuku’s hand.

-Aizawa Shouta. You are the most loving person I know. You who have always cared about me since my first year. That helped me grow past my problems, and that brought to me the child that I can call our daughter. You who were always there for me when I wanted to cry or talk about my nightmares at 3AM. You, that now I have the pleasure to share a bed with -Izuku said as he smirked and winked at Shouta. To taste your food, and see how you can cry watching Disney movies.

The whole room laughing now, as Shouta slapped Izuku’s arm with a little too much strength.

-I love you more than I can describe. What I am asking is… Aizawa Shouta… Would you give me one more pleasure, and marry me?

Silence engulfed everyone in the place. Since Izuku started to talk they all knew where this was heading to, but nobody really expected the man to propose.

Izuku was clearly nervous, the box with the engagement ring shaking a bit. And Shouta swears that he can see sweat on his forehead. He really wasn’t expecting Izuku to propose. He had been thinking about it, but he thought that maybe it was still too early. Izuku had barely started his career! So he pushed the thoughts aside, but with his beautiful boyfriend in front of him, nervous and insecure that maybe this was a bad idea… Maybe Izuku shouldn’t have done this…

-Yes.

Shouta said before throwing himself to the man on his knees. If someone saw Shouta cry, no, they did not. Aizawa Shouta wasn’t a man of emotion. So they all did not see the biggest smile Shouta had given till that moment. A smile so big and brilliant that it could rival Izuku’s own smile. A smile that brought hope to everyone. While Shouta’s smile brought warmth and comfort to Izuku.

The two of them kissed, and then with shaky hands Izuku put the ring on Shouta’s left hand, kissing his hand after.

Eri then took the moment to run to her parents. She had been sleeping till aunt Kayama came to wake her up because of a surprise Papa had for Mama. Not gonna lie, she was kinda offended that Izuku didn’t take her to help choose the ring, but she was happy that her parents were going to marry.

-I wanna be the flower girl!

That was the first thing she said, still hugging her parents, who also held a tight hug with her. She was basically being crushed in the middle. But all she could do was laugh. After all, she was happy for her parents.