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corujalesbica · 2 years ago

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Secrets to keep and mouths to kiss

In a world full of secrets, being a hero was the greatest of them all.

It hadn't always been like this. Once upon a time, heroes could be known, loved and cherished for all they were. But that was a long time ago. In the world Izuku Midoriya lived in, he had to keep secrets, even from those he loved the most. If not, villains would seek out, homes would be destroyed, Sauron would find them.

It was better this way.

Izuku's day started out normal. He made breakfast for his beautiful husband, he who was one of the many, many reasons why Midoryia put himself in danger to protect his city every day. They had met in a little coffee shop downtown, more or less 5 years ago. Todoroki Shoto looked astonishingly gorgeous for someone who was getting morning coffee to go help young kids and maybe some teenagers. It was so awesome that he was a social worker. Izuku said Hello. Todoroki answered. And 3 years after that they were happily married.

They fell in love like the rain falls from the sky : effortlessly. The wedding was simple, yet , Izuku couldn't ask for a better one. But as time went on, and they went from acquaintances to boyfriends and finally husbands, he could not make himself tell Shoto the truth. He kept lying, saying he was a writer, a journalist, and he told himself it was to keep his love safe. That if he knew, it would all be ruined. So he stayed silent.

As he kissed Shoto goodbye, Midoriya thought of all of that. It was a soft kiss, and a bitter one to him. Maybe it was unfair on both of them. But it was the life Izuku had, and at least it was his to live.

"Love you Shocchan, have a good day at work!" His husband's hands were on his arms, his black suit standing out in the light colored apartment.

"You too Izuku. Love you."

He was deep in thought on the train to the gym, where he met Uraraka every morning for their usual workout. Uraraka Ochaco was his best friend, and one of the only three people who knew his secret identity. He met her in one of his first missions as a licensed pro-hero, and the memory was sort of bitter-sweet, for he loved for her to know who he was, but it made him all the more confused to not be able to separate hero and friend when with her.

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It was a sunny day. Izuku felt warm and positive, he could tell it was gonna be a good one. When he got to the agency he worked for in the morning, to do his usual patrol, he was greeted by All Mights technology expert herself, Hatsume Mei, her hair greasy and dirty moving around while she worked on a new project.

" Hey Deku! How're you doing dude ?" Without letting him answer she continued, " And by the way, did you use the new gloves I made you ? Did you know that they glow in the dark ? It's because I found this weird kind of fabric paint and- "

" They are awesome, Hatsume-kun! Now will you excuse me ? I need to talk to Nighteye, he said I was changing patrol locations today..."

" Of course!" She turned to him in her spinning chair, her eyes shining. " If you need anything I'm here!"

" Thank you, Hatsume-kun!" He said, already walking past her and towards Nighteyes office.

Nighteye never liked him. He made that pretty clear, considering he could not get tired of saying it out loud. The room was dark and full of all might merch, which Deku admired, although he still felt very uncomfortable every time he had to be there.

" I don't like you," said the older man. " But for some reason I can't begin to comprehend, All Might does. So we are giving you a mission apprehending a small villain with another baby hero from a fellow agency." He threw himself into the table, his glasses almost falling off as he stared at an uncomfortable Midoriya. "Don't ruin this for me, Deku. Or else…"

" Or else everyone's gonna learn a lesson and we can't think about it while getting ice cream later!" Another voice proclaimed. Leminion walked into the room, and while his mouth was covered by a mask, his eyes showed the big smile he had on. " By the way, Nighteye, when you're done scaring children, can we talk about that super-important-thing ?"

"Of course." The man sighed. " Deku, you may go now."

When he first met her he did feel kind of deja-vuish. But when did he not ? Uravity was pure positivity and giggles and pink, and Deku guessed he was pure happiness and laughter and green; their friendship was meant to be. They worked well together, and that was their first mission for both of them. They captured a small villain, just like Nighteye said, Deku working offense while Uravity focused on their defense. The villain shot lasers from his feet, and Deku was almost crushed by a falling wall. At the moment, everything seemed intense and colorful, but it was over quickly enough, and they were able to hand the guy over to the police.

They were chatting on the way back to their agencies, and her voice did seem very familiar.

" Hey Deku, I gotta go to the bathroom real quick and there's one in the mall nearby. You mind waiting for me ?" She had such a warm smile. He couldn't say no to her ( oh boy, how would that get him in trouble later).

Half an hour went by, then an hour and a half, and then two. First, he thought she was having huh, girl problems. Then maybe a villain attacked. Maybe she was already dead. Oh, dear God, he should have checked earlier. It was his fault. She was dead, never again to smile brightly and it was all his fault. He ran and he ran, until he collided with someone, and they fell in opposite directions.

There was a loud crack and his mask got so tangled in the fall that he couldn't breath. He had to take it off. When he managed to get up, Uravity was sitting across from him, her plastic mask broken.

They looked at each other astonishingly, until she started laughing loudly. The street was empty, and he rushed to untangle his clothes and put his hood back on, while she got a generic mask, the tipe you use when you have a cold, and put it on. He giggled while stretching his arm to help her up. It was such a crazy situation. That was Uraraka Ochaco. That was his goddamn gym buddy and they were both pro heroes, somehow.

"Oh well" she said, closing her eyes " I guess now I know why you lift such heavy weight".

From then on, they weren't Deku and Uravity with each other, they were Ochaco and Izuku. They were partening up to defeat your local bank thief, and eating ice cream at 3 am in each other's apartments while talking about exes. Actually she took that long in the mall because she was talking to an ex-girlfriend, who also happened to be a pro hero, though she couldn't say who.

Their happy memories made him smile, so he got to the gym in a good mood, despite usually getting sad when he thought about the past. He couldn't say no to that warm smile now just as he couldn't then, and ended up agreeing to make her lunch ( she said his soba was better than hers).

"So." She looked at him, her mouth full of food " How's Shoto ?"

"Good. The kids haven't been giving him much trouble." Her place was all painted in blue, dim lights illuminating the few pieces of furniture she had. She made a face at his answer, her eyebrows going up.

"Then why do you look so sad ? Is it me ? Is it your mother ? Has Hatsume-kun made a weird comment about your hair again ? 'Cause you know she's kinda clueless… "

" No! No." He gestured, letting his cutlery rest on the table " It's just…" Izuku scratched his head, messing with his curls. " I guess I'm feeling guilty about not telling him again, maybe he deserves to know! What if… What if he finds out and hates me for not telling ? I can't lose him Ochaco… I… I can't…" He started crying. He was always crying. Pro heroes shouldn't be such cry babies, he thought.

" Oh, Izuku… It's okay. You're protecting him. You know that, right ? And if he finds out, I'm sure he's gonna understand."

"You…" He sobbed " You're just saying that cause you're my friend… It's like your job to say nice lies" His tears were now finding their way to his food. Oh no.

"No" she rolled her eyes. " I'm saying that because that absolute dork you call a husband cannot and could never look at you without making the most helpless heart eyes." Then more gently, "He loves you, zuku. So, so, so much. Like almost as much as I do. I mean, real close."

"You're an asshole, you know that ?" But he was laughing through the tears.

"Yeah, that's what my therapist said".

He couldn't help cracking up then.

He left after lunch, on his way to the agency. He also put a reminder on his phone to call his mom later, she was always so worried. Izuku really did think he could hide being a hero from her, train in secret, pass the exam and say he got a job as a journalist. It was simple. It should've been easy. But she recognized him the first time he appeared on TV. She says it was his eyes. They shined just like yours, my love. She called him crying. So from then on he did his best to comfort her, when he could. It did help that she loved Shoto and his very normal job with the kids. Sometimes she visited the shelters he worked for, and brought snacks to the children.

When he was almost at the agency, he heard the call for help to Musutafu. "Calling heroes in Musutafu area! Villain attack in Musutafu central park…"

"Mei-Chan! I'm gonna respond to this one!" He told her through the device she made him, already looking for a place where no one would see him put his suit on.

"Don't forget to test out my new baby!" She said, excitement showing in her yelling voice. Mei was the third person that knew his secret identity, but she actually acted like it was nothing. They were friends, in a weird kind of neurodivergent way, and he loved her not despite, but also because of her very-true-not-so-nice comments.

Running towards danger was not a conscious thought, it was how his brain answered to people in need, always. The cold weather made his skin crawl, but he was not in his own skin anymore. He was no longer Izuku Midoriya. When people needed him, he was Deku.

The place was a mess when he got there. There were hurt people everywhere, and children screaming and cars crashing. It was so overwhelming. It made him want to throw up, which he probably would have if he wasn't trained for exactly that kind of scenario. The first thing to do was to find the menace and neutralize it, making way for police officers, paramedics and firefighters to get in. So he focused on finding the most dangerous villains, and there they were, just waiting for him.

In the eye of the storm Sauron stood. His purple mask burned in the edges, spikes of black hair coming out of it. He wasn't fighting. He never was. Just observing, and that was what put them all in the greatest danger.

Sauron was also known as The watcher, The snitch, Omniscient One, among many other names. He alone was the whole reason why heroes had to start keeping secrets all those decades ago. Because if Sauron saw your face, then he knew everything about you, including exactly how to defeat you. He knew your loved ones. He knew your very soul.

So of course the first thing Deku did was try to suckerpunch him in the face. He disappeared in thin air, probably the work of one of the other villains. Nowhere to be seen, but everywhere to destroy. All Might himself had given Sauron his name, and that cost him everything.

Deku looked around him, and chaos looked back at the green haired hero. But amid the chaos one person stood. One blue and white dressed person.

Pushing the air to fly through the smoke, he went to Frost, standing back to back to the other hero.

"Deku, it's been a while" The black masked hero said, while freezing this tiny goblin-like figure one of the villains could make. His voice betrayed nothing other than pleasant surprise and calm.

"Yeah it has!" Deku did his signature pose, all mighty energy flowing through his arms. "It's nice working with you again, Frost! Usual strategy ?"

"Of course" Frost answered, and Deku could only see his determined eyes when they started fighting multiple villains, fire and strength working as well together as ice and agility did. Something about working with Frost put him at ease, like their dynamic was his every day, though they had only used that strategy for a couple years now.

"Deku, behind you!" Izuku turned just in time to destroy a truck flying his way, the villain with arms a street's length on top of a building and smiling at him. While he got there to knock out the guy he thought about how Frost's voice was strange. It was deep, yet delicate, probably not his natural voice. With Sauron, no precautions were too many, and lots of heroes choose to use voice modulators to better hide their identities. Midoriya didn't need that, his metal mask muffled his voice enough to not be recognizable.

As the afternoon went on, more and more heroes joined the battle, and more and more villains joined the first six. Deku had to admit it was a tough fight. It has been five hours since he got there and the thing was far from over. He was dirty, bruised and wounded, and worst of all, he would have to explain to Shoto why he came home so late, if he bothered to go home at all. At least, he thought, his husband was safe in their shared apartment. Safe with their cats and probably thinking he was just working late again. Shoto was okay.

An explosion broke out behind him, and Izuku turned just in time to see Frost hitting the ground, his left side bursting in flames. He tried to get there to help his colleague, but something grabbed his throat and suddenly he couldn't breath. That something pushed him down, and his head hit the ground hard. When he looked up, this weird guy with a beige mask was looking back at him, thick ropes coming out of his fingers. As soon as he saw Deku was not getting up (his head hurt a lot) the guy ran, and someone else filled in his place.

Sauron looked down at Deku, anger in his blue sky eyes.

" So you're his legacy. You're the one we are looking for."

"I am going to-" Sauron stepped on his throat. Deku ran out of air again.

" You, little hero, are going to shut up and listen. I have worked very hard to make this world one of secrets. You know who I am ?" Deku didn't answer, he couldn't, and in face of silence, the villain continued "I am the biggest and greatest secret. I am everyone and no one. I shall make this nation great again, when people know their places. When people know not to speak when it's not their turn. It's my turn now, little hero. And I'm using your power to-"

" YOU AREN'T DOING SHIT YOU FUCKING PIECE OF TRAHS" Dynamight exploded Saurons face, or at least tried to. Red Riot was behind him and Chargebolt and Alien Queen. Izuku got up, embarrassed he needed such help, but grateful for the friends he didn't fully know. Finally able to, he breathed in and clenched his fists, ready for a whole new fight. After all, his identity was a secret, but his victory over evil didn't have to be one.

The stars in the sky were as bright as ever when their battle was over. It was past midnight, and you could see the moon shining through the clouds of thick smoke. Most of the heroes were hurt, and they had lost 7 civilians and 2 police officers. Sauron had escaped, though they did manage to arrest most of his henchmen. Deku had lost too much blood and was waiting for some of the doctors to be free to help him, other people were bigger priorities after all.

Walking around to see if he could help with anything else (he couldn't) he realized his suit was destroyed, the new boots Mei-chan made him proved really useful, but now they were gray looking and some weird oil was coming out of the engine. When he got down to try and wipe off some of it with one of his sleeves, he saw someone laying down on the ruins of a collapsed building.

The person was in a hole, and there was a lot of wreckage in the way, so it was hard to see. Deku got closer and closer to Frost, whose mask was blown off, and kneeled and held his face while his blood fell in his husband's lap. Shoto was dirty, but he looked peaceful. His eyes were closed and if Deku- if Izuku closed his, he could pretend they were watching TV at home, his husband smiling like he usually didn't.

Izuku never, ever cried like he did that night. Not when he was a kid getting bullied, not when he thought he was never gonna be a hero, not when he thought Todoroki was gonna say no to his proposal. He was so busy keeping secrets he didn't realize there were ones being kept from him. He was so focused on building a world of lies he was blind to the ones he believed in. Shoto wasn't home with their cats.

That night, he vowed to hunt Sauron down for making him live a lie. He vowed to make the world a place in which people could be free of ropes and secrets. He forgave and he begged for forgiveness. He wanted nothing more than for the love of his life to wake up in his arms and tell him all about his life as a pro hero. It might be dangerous. But that was their danger to live.

The paramedics got him out of there screaming. He held Shoto until he felt like his arms were falling off. His husband didn't wake up that night, and he had to go home alone and hurt. Wounded in so many ways. They covered his love's face when taking him away, but Deku was so tired of masks. He was so tired. He slept crying, hugging his husband's picture. He dreamt of rain that felt like acid and umbrellas made out of knives. In the dream, he defeated the villain making rain acid, and told everyone they could let their knife umbrellas down now. But no one listened. They were used to the masks, they were used to the fear. And Izuku was too.

" Izuku! We gotta go!" He was woken up by the smell of cheap perfume and strawberry cake. Ochaco-Chan looked at him like he was some kind of crazy man. 'Let's go!" She gestured at the door, no explanation, and Midoriya would normally follow, but not today.

" Ocha-chan…" He managed, already crying. " He's not here… Shoto… He's…" But he started sobbing so violently then, it hurt. Uraraka looked around, puffing her cheeks in worry.

" Where is he ?"

"He…" Izuku managed "He… He is… Frost!" His pillow was soaked now, and his friend looked at him in utter shock.

"Oh shit"

" I know!"

"SHIT"

"I KNOW"

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There was a hero conference going on. Very important. Everyone had to be there. The only ones discharged were the heroes so hurt they couldn't get out of the hospital. Even heroes that were as badly hurt, were bound to come if they could. There were maybe hundreds of people there. It was excruciatingly boring.

No one talked about the civilians lost. There was no praise to the brave officers who gave their lives for the job. No, there was only complaining about their fighting techniques and wondering about where Sauron might be hiding. Most heroes who fought weren't even allowed to speak, Deku was, as one of the top ten heroes in Japan, but he kept his mouth shut, as to not curse everyone and everything in that room.

They gave interwens. They went on live TV. They discussed new strategies. No one told him where Shoto was. In his state of anger and existential crisis, he disassociated and when he realized, it was night again, and he and a small group of heroes were talking in one of the back rooms.

Ochaco was happily chatting with many people, but also checking up on him every once in a while. Others tried to talk to him. He wasn't there. He couldn't be Deku for them anymore. He was only Izuku now. He could only be both from now on. He was always both, perhaps, just hid it dawn well.

The silence in his head was as overwhelming as the talking that happened outside, and he only woke up when he noticed a dark blue hood among the people there. He noticed a black masked man standing near Creati. Talking to her. He ran.

In his delusional state he took off his mask. There was no one there. There was nothing but he and his husband. He stood in the middle of the room, and everyone went silent. His green hood was on the ground. Dynamight was wide eyed in the corner, as well as most of the other heroes. Shoto slowly turned to him.

He looked so surprised. Deku imagined that was an elegant reaction. The tears in his eyes were the only thing you could use to tell he was emotional. He grasped the air between them. Izuku took his hand.

"I know it's you, my love".

It was a quiet moment and it was lovely and unique and sad. It was also ruined by the people around them.

"WHY IS FUCKING USELESS MIDORYIA HOLDING HANDS WITH FUCKING FROST"

"What?!"

"That's Izuku ?! Like Izuku Midoryia ?"

" Uravity, aren't you friends with him ?"

"Oops" she said "Guilty" and Ochaco took off her mask too.

Someone closed the door to the room at some point, which was smart. They slowly took off their masks. Mina Ashido. Denki Kaminari. Shinso Hitoshi. Bakugou Katsuki. Jirou Kyoka. Tsuyu Asui. All pro heroes. All people behind the masks. Maybe and just maybe, it was the same thing. Maybe the masks wore the people as much as the people wore the masks.

Finally, Frost was the only one with his black mask on. He had bandages all over his body, and Izuku gently reached out to his face, taking off his husband's mask and his hood. Shoto looked at him like he looked that first time in the coffee shop. Like the stars were trapped in Izuku's eyes. They kissed, and it was the most honest kiss they had. It wasn't the most passionate or the best one. But it was their most honest kiss.

From then on they could trust each other with everything. It wasn't gonna be easy, but their lives never were. Izuku found out Shoto did actually work with children, he rescued them and had contacts in many of the shelters he lied he worked for. The people in that room, all colleges, all friends, were now more than masked faces and much needed help in battles. They had yet much to defeat together, Sauron was still on the loose. But they also had much happiness to share. And as Deku fell asleep next to his husband Frost that night, he dreamt of real people and a future that was whole.

The end

Bonus:

Shinsou , in the corner looking at a camera like he's in The Office : I already knew it

Kaminari : You knew everyone's identities ??!!!! You know who I AM ????

Shinso : Denki, your tongue was in my mouth yesterday. How could I not have known.

Kaminari : bUt iM SO nOt SUs >:0

Shinso : Denki. Last night your hands were wrapped around-

Mina * getting in the camera's way * : WRAPPED AROUND THE HOLY BIBLE

*The camera falls down, and the screen goes black. There's screaming in the background. Someone's saying knowing everyone's identity and not telling them about it is not very manly. Someone's trying to punch another person. Electricity runs through the whole room, coming from a yellow, talking, source. Everything goes silent before the camera goes off *

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This was inspired by the beutiful art above by @lerrryyyyy It was so fun to write! I don't think I love the end and the development of Izukus feelings as a whole, but oh well. Thank you for reading!!

A lil comic for Akira (on Twitter) for the Valentines gift exchange on Saido's tddk server!

Prohero husbands tddk but they don't know they're Prohero husbands. Each just thinking their husband is a civilian. Also their hero personas work well together for some mysterious reason 🤔

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