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Chapter 1 - Table of Contents

Chapter 2: Rating M? Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington
Chapter 3:Rating G - Shoto & class 1-A W/Kiri&Bakugo Pining

Chapter 4: Rating T - Shoto/Bakugo/Kisirhima - Human Weights 

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Eddie had seen the same guy coming in and out of the gym for about a week now, he seemed kind and everyone watched him whenever he walked by. Eddie learned after being at the gym when he got there, and showing up again another time about the time the guy left what his schedule was, and adjusted it to his own.

So that meant they were in the showers nearly the same time, they were separated by nothing but a thin curtain and the center one was slightly offset so it wasn’t fully connected to the wall. So there was a slight gap that was just perfect for someone to look in, or slip a phone in a clear waterproof gym bag that would sit on the floor.

Eddie had learned after seeing his name flash on the check in screen that his name was Steve Harrington. He was 25, two years younger than himself, and god he was hot. Eddie had been in the middle of lifting a set of weights when he saw Steve grab his bag and head to the locker room. Eddie’s eyes locked on his swaying hips, watching him walk away was always a nice and pretty sight.

His eyes then bounced from Steve as he disappeared behind the locker room entrance towards the clock. Steve was leaving a bit early today, but that didn’t matter. He did another two reps and then raced into the locker room. He didn’t want to seem too eager, or bump into him. He peeked around the corner and saw Steve, towel around his hips, abs on full display stretch his arms. Eddie could feel himself salivating, Steve’s head turned as someone came in talking to another patron. Eddie nearly squeaked and turned himself quickly so he was facing the gym once again. Eddie bit his lip as he thought about the way sweat rolled down Steve’s body. “God.. Okay yeah… He is very much my type.” Eddie thought to himself before he made his way to the showers once he noticed the center one was in use.

Steve oddly always picked the center shower, he didn’t know why that was what he did but that seemed to always be the choice he made.

Eddie stripped, got his camera in his bag, and dropped it onto the floor. It slightly encroached on Steve’s stall, but if Steve was being honest he didn’t even notice it. Eddie was hard as a rock as he thought about Steve showering beside him. He wished the wall would come down, or that he could get the courage to talk to him. For now, it would be staring and the want of a conversation without actually doing anything about it.

Eddie slowly peaked between the crack of the shower, Steve’s back was turned to him, but Eddie still had a great view. He wrapped his hand around his shaft, and leaned back he bit his lip trying to hide his grunts as he pleasured himself at the thought of Steve.

He took another peek, just quick enough to catch a glance of Steve’s sudsy length before he pulled back, well that was going to be a great thing to rewind the video on over and over again. He leaned against the shower wall as he continued to stroke himself. He loved the gym for the interactions he had with the handsome gym goers, this man specifically was his favorite of the ones who had come around.

Eddie grunted, and blew his load against the shower wall. He grabbed the shower head and cleaned it off, he didn’t want to leave anything for others to see or get kicked out of the gym for.

He sighed and waited until the man beside him left the shower. He reached down and grabbed his phone from the clear bag once he turned his own shower off.

He turned the volume down and checked the video out and he was in for a treat.

This was exactly what he wanted, he got a view of everything and that was delectable. He popped the phone in his bag, dried off and headed to get dressed. Steve was standing looking himself over in the mirror, with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Eddie gulped. God he was so hot.

Eddie turned his head just as Steve turned his head to look at him. He smirked a bit and turned. “Hey, I’ve seen you around here for a while now… You want to get coffee or something?”

Eddie turned to look at him, and pointed a finger at himself. “Me?”

“Yeah, you.”

“S-sure!” Eddie’s mouth hung open, that actually happened. This guy, this hot guy, actually wanted to go out with him.

Steve smiled and grabbed a marker from his bag and wrote his name and phone number on Eddie’s arm. “Call me, we can find time.” He grabbed his bag and walked into a changing room. Eddie stared at his arm.

Eddie smirked. Now he would maybe get to see Steve up close and personal, not between showers or through a screen.

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Shoto stretched forward, he grabbed his toes and pressed his forehead against his legs. “Whoa! Guys look at how stretchy Shoto is.” Kaminari yelled with a laugh. “He is super bendy.”

Shoto turned his head slightly as the others seemed to surround him without another thought. He finally sat up after another second and looked them over. “Why is this interesting? Some of the rest of you are also able to stretch like this? Can’t you?”

“Not that far down.” Kirishima said. “What other stretches can you do?”

“I mean… I don’t know.”

Ashido grinned. “Can you do the splits, Shoto?”

“Maybe, I haven’t tried yet.”

“Try it.”

Shoto nodded softly and readjusted to the point where he was in the splits. He shrugged. “I guess I can.”

“You guess? How did you do that show fast? How are you not in pain right now?” Kaminari was wide eyed.

Bakugo cocked his head, he hadn’t ever noticed how flexible Shoto was. He turned his head and noticed Kirishima was staring at Shoto with nearly the same look. He hip checked him some, before leaning against him.

“Bakubro…. Look at him.”

“Shh. I know.”

Ashido grabbed Shoto’s hands, he stiffened before she let out a soft chuckle, and then positioned them like he was a ballerina. “Did you ever take dance?”

“No.” He replied.

Mineta snapped a picture before Bakugo and Kirishima turned to look at him with sheer anger. Mineta yelped and shoved his phone back in his pocket.

“Whoa Shoto, you could use this to help you with your final moves I think.” Izuku said with a wide grin, he was writing down in his journal again.

“The splits?” Shoto asked as he readjusted himself so he was sitting cross legged.

Izuku laughed. “No, no the fact you are so flexible.”

Shoto smirked at Deku’s laugh and both Bakugo and Kirishima felt their hearts beating hard in their chests. “I see.. That makes sense.” He stood up before Ashido had an idea.

“Do you think you can do a standing split? Like your leg against the wall, or or…” Ashido smirked as she did a standing split herself and swept herself forward in a sweeping motion before sending her own acid forward. “You do that with your ice or fire though.”

Shoto took a moment to walk it through his head, then nodded and did just as Ashido did but sent flames forward, as he dipped forward the flames spun and spiraled.

Everyone clapped. “Whoa…”

Bakugo and Kirishima were trying to keep from drooling.

“Yeah, that is exactly what I meant.” Izuku said with a grin. “Using it to do some sort of power play or move. Plus if you move like that and use your quirk, you could maneuver someone better and surprise them.”

Shoto smiled, standing straight once again. “Alright, I will keep this in mind.” He turned feeling eyes on him, and realized Bakugo and Kirishima were leaning against one another looking at him in awe. “Can you do it?”

The boys shook their heads. “No, def not the splits.”

Shoto went into the downward dog, and Kirishima had to physically bite his hand in order to not make a noise. He looked at them upside down. “What, I was in the middle of stretches, are you all waiting for something or?”

“N-nope..” Bakugo remarked, grabbing Kirishima’s hand to walk away. “Nope..”

Shoto went back to stretching, Kirishima and Bakugo were trying to pick their jaws up off the floor. Shoto began to focus on what ways he could use the move Ashido suggested in combat. If the villains reacted to him the same way his classmates or just Bakugo and Kirishima, then there was a good chance it would work.

He smirked a bit, this could be a good opportunity for him even if it was unorthodox.

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Kirishima was in the middle of doing push ups, Bakugo was keeping track of every up.

“You’re almost at 95, E.” Kaminari cheered.

“100 is childsplay.”

“Keep going then.”

Shoto walked into the room with a smirk on his face. “I could sit on your back, make it a bit harder?”

Kirishima turned his head slightly, with a smirk. “Hop on then.”

“Koala princess.” Bakugo muttered.

Denki smirked. “Wait till he gets to 100 and climb on.”

“98, 99, 100.”

Kiri took a minute to breathe, stretched, and then got back down. “Come on then Sho.”

Shoto smirked and climbed on his back, he was sitting crisscross applesauce and started to scroll on his phone. “Start count again or just go from 100?”

“Count again.” Kirishima muttered.

Shoto grinned while Kirishima went up and down. “You know E, I think you’re better at this than Bakugo.”

Bakugo growled slightly but continued to count.

“You sit on his back too?” Denki asked with raised brows.

“Yeah, of course I do.”

“Damn koala… 25..”

“That’s Princess Koala to you.” Shoto said, sticking his tongue out.

Kaminari raised a brow. “Why do you only sit on their backs?”

Shoto snickered. “What, you want me to sit on your back too Pikachu?”

Bakugo turned to look at Denki with dark eyes, Denki bit his lip and shook his head. “No… Definitely not.”

“Better not,” Bakugo hissed. “38.”

“Why not?”

“He’s our boyfriend.” Kirishima replied letting out a huff. “Aren’t you Princess?”

“Yep.”

“Wait. When did that happen? Both of them?”

Shoto snickered. “A month ago, and yes both of them.”

“Damn…. Lost my chance.”

Bakugo glared at him, “Better shut your damn mouth Pikachu. 56, 57.”

Denki shut his mouth quickly. Shoto leaned forward and gave the top of his head a kiss. He blew Katsuki a kiss from his spot on Eijiro, Bakugo smirked and pretended to catch it. “Are you two dating too or just both dating Shoto?”

“We are all dating.” Kiri replied. “You’re getting a little heavy babe.” He huffed.

“How dare you.” Shoto gasped, he placed the back of his hand over his forehead and pretended to faint. He laid on Eijiro making it harder for him. “I’ve been hurt.”

“See I am stronger,” Katsuki grinned, “70.”

“Sorry Princess,” he mumbled, “sit up will you.”

“Only if you grovel.”

“Oh Princess Koala, love of my life, please sit up.”

“I thought I was the love of your life. 83.”

“Second love of my life.”

“Ha!” Shoto moved himself so he was sitting up again. “Alright that works.”

Bakugo pointed an accusing finger at him, “We were dating first, Candy Cane. 89. I come first.”

“You usually do.”

Denki’s eyes widened and Bakugo’s hands began to spark. Kirishima laughed so hard he dropped to the floor causing Shoto to fall onto his stomach. “Shoto!”

Shoto scrambled to his feet and started to run, he vaulted over the couch and ran into the kitchen hiding under the table. A confused Momo and Jiro sat, their legs used as shields. “Hide me.” Shoto whispered.

Bakugo came storming into the kitchen and looked between the girls. “Where did that candy cane brat go?”

“We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Shoto pressed a hand to his mouth, trying to keep from laughing. “Why are you looking for him?” Jiro asked.

“He talks too much. Shared too much information with sparks for brains.”

“Oh I see, did he finally realize you three were a couple?” Momo asked, she moved her leg slightly to keep Shoto’s frame hidden.

“Yes, now where is my brat?”

“Haven’t seen him.”

Kirishima was standing in the doorway, a goofy smile spread across his face. Bakugo started to storm past them making his way towards the stairs. Once Bakugo had gone, Shoto climbed out from under the table when he spotted Kiri.

“Don’t give me away.” Shoto whispered. Kirishima wrapped him in his arms with a giggle.

He kissed his forehead and Shoto relaxed, before he felt his arms tighten around him. “Sorry honey, I want to be on Kitty’s good side.”

Shoto yelped as Kirishima picked him up and tossed him over his shoulder. “Oh Katsuki! I found Princess Brat!”

“No you traitor!!”

Bakugo came running down the stairs, looked between the two girls who were giggling between themselves, and narrowed his eyes. “I’ll remember this… Now come here you brat.”

Eijiro plopped Shoto in Bakugo’s arms, he wiggled and squirmed as Bakugo started to tickle him. Shoto tried to get out of his boyfriend’s grasp before Katsuki lifted him up over his head, Shoto laughed as he was used as a dumbbell. “You count this time E, I’m going to prove to him that I am stronger and will always win.”

Shoto laughed while Kirishima started counting each time Shoto was lifted over Bakugo’s head. Denki watched as Bakugo came walking back into the workout space. “15, keep going babe.”

Shoto smirked and went limp in Bakugo’s arms. “Princess… Come on you monster…”

“Kat…. I’m tired….”

“You haven’t done shit… Don’t give me that.”

“Princessing is very hard.” Shoto remarked, “you wouldn’t understand.”

Bakugo chuckled and continued to bench Shoto. “I’ll make you soba if you say I’m your favorite.”

“Low blow, 28.”

“Kitty is my favorite, sorry E.” Shoto blew him a kiss from his spot. “That may change tomorrow though.”

Kirishima smirked.

“I think you’re a great weight Princess, you move too makes it more difficult.”

“What would you do without me?” Shoto asked with a giggle.

“Oh I don’t know Princess,” he grinned, “but I’m glad I don’t have to figure it out.”

Bakugo looked at Kirishima who simply smiled. “Catch E.”

Shoto yelped as he was tossed into Kirishima’s arms. Kiri peppered Shoto in kisses once he caught him, Katsuki joined and did the same. Eijiro pulled them each into a hug, he then picked them both up and readjusted them so each one was on a shoulder and started to do squats.

“What are you doing?” Bakugo asked, trying to hide his laugh.

“I didn’t finish my workout.”

Shoto leaned over and kissed Bakugo’s cheek. “I think he may be stronger, Kitty.”

“Yeah, Kiri is pretty strong. I’m not going to deny that.” Bakugo grinned as Kiri did another squat. Denki snapped a few photos with a laugh.

“You weights keep moving too much.”

Shoto giggled and tried not to move, but Bakugo fully took the opportunity to start stretching while on his shoulder. ‘Damn menace.”

“You love us.”

“Yes I do.” Kirishima muttered. “That's why I won't stop you.”

Kirishima continued to squat, letting out slight grunts each time he went down. Katsuki and Shoto couldn’t help but feel proud of him, and to be honest a little aroused.

Kiri took his work outs very seriously, and he was going to make sure both of his boyfriends felt equally involved in them.