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seros-girl · 6 months ago

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lacrosse and cheer- hanta sero x f!reader

summary: in a quirkless AU, hanta sero and our dear reader find themselves in a fake relationship to ward off exes (toru hagakure & juzo honenuki). maybe they’ll fall in love?

authors note: okay this has been BREWING for the past couple of weeks and i’ve finalized the plot and everything. weekly updates, our lovely class 1A will be aged up to 3rd years, class 1B appreciation alright, reader is part of the dekusquad.

chapter 8: christmas & many seasons

DECEMBER-FEBRUARY

warning: smut at the end of this chapter!!!!

you sat down in the 1b common room with juzo. your feet were tucked under you as you took a sip from your mug. “im sorry for finally being able to get to this conversation juz” you smile sadly and he waves you off. “its fine i love seeing you happy again” he smiles at you and you give him one back.

“so the day of the break up” you start and let out a huff setting your mug down on the table. juzo leans his head on his hand and stares at you intently. “i was a bitch” you said letting out a small chuckle. “i’ve apologized many times now and im sorry i humiliated you in front of both A and B classes” you said with your head hung low.

“i did love you juz, i still do feel that love for you” you said smiling sadly at him and he returned it to you. “i loved hanta at the time too, i’ve had this massive crush on him since our first year i swear” you said letting out a small laugh.

“know that i’ll always still have that love for you too” he said softly and you smiled at him. “first loves come on now” he said nudging your shoulder and you laughed. “youre my best friend and im sorry for how i treated you in the past” you said leaning your head on his shoulder.

“its okay” he said fiddling with his fingers and resting his head on yours too. “i dont think i can be with anyone for awhile though” he admits and you furrow your eyebrows. “whys that?” you hummed looking at his fingers as he played with them. “just a lot on my plate, having a girlfriend seems like a recipe for disaster right now if i cant give her the time she deserves” he explained and you nodded.

“well when that day comes where you decide to give it a shot i better be the first to know not tetsutetsu” you giggle as you glanced over at tetsutetsu. he was bothering itsuka and neito with something. classic tetsu. “so plans for the holidays?” he asked and you shrugged.

“hanta and i are planning a joint christmas party with our families and be back here for new years with everyone” you nodded your head and he does the same. “sounds nice” he says and you look up at him. “and you? what are your plans?” you asked and he shrugs.

“still debating on it” is all he answers and you dont push it. “now missy there is one thing we havent gone over” juzo said shifting his body to turn to yours. “which is?” you said confused. “how good was shoto?” he whispered to you and your eyes widened.

you smacked his arm. “juzo how could you bring it up” you said playfully. “hmm” you said leaning back thinking about it. “i give it 8/10” you said giving juzo a smirk. “it was pretty good” you said throwing your hands in the air defensively.

“it was very soft, slow, but also passionate if that makes sense?” you said and juzo nodded. “yea could tell it was so good by the hickies he had left, wondered how the poor boy’s back looked like” he said indicating your nails.

“oh it was bad, his neck, chest, and back” you shrugged and smirked. “poor hanta too he has to go through that” he said leaning back. “bro likes it cmon now” you joked and he laughs. “the marks just show how much i love him” you wink and he pushed your head lightly while laughing.

“you nasty” he said shoving you lightly. “are we shoving y/n now?! i wanna do it too!” you heard tetsutetsu yell out and he came over shoving you lightly and jumping down to sit on the other side of you.

“you got a little something right there” tetsutetsu says smirking and doing a little circle motion to a spot on your neck. “conversations done im heading back to my room�� you said pushing him off of you and pulling juzo with you.

“walk me back loser” you smiled and juzo followed you out as you waved bye to the others. he gives you a hug as he drops you off at the door of the dormitory complex. “bye juz” you squeezed him lightly as you both pull away. “i’ll see you later y/n” he said and turned around to start walking back to his dormitory complex.

you walked in to find denki, hanta, eijiro, and katsuki surrounding eri, showing her something. you sigh as you watch and decide to help the poor girl out. “alright thats enough what are you losers showing her?” you said placing your hands gently on eri’s shoulders.

“how to play on the nintendo switch” eri answered for them and you squinted your eyes at the screen. your eyes widened and you immediately took the controller away from eri and scooped her up. you covered her eyes and ears. “guys she’s 7 years old” you hissed at them and denki shrugged.

“whats the big deal its just a bunch of zombies anyway” he defended and you stopped walking. “imagine how mr. aizawa would feel if he caught your dumbasses” you hissed some more and walked away with eri. “means im in trouble guys” you heard hanta say and he followed you into the elevator.

you smacked his arm as the boys let out “oooh’ss”. you looked up at hanta as eri wrapped her small arms around your neck. “what were you thinking??!??” you scolded him and he shrugged. “it was denki’s idea” he shrugged and you squinted your eyes at him.

“what are your plans for christmas?” eri asked which made the two of you turn to her. “were going home and having a small christmas party with our families” you smiled at her and she gave you one back. “how about you? what are you and mr. aizawa doing?” hanta asked her.

“were doing something with uncle hizashi, uncle oboro, and auntie nemuri” she said nodding her head confirming it. “aww how nice” you smiled and she nodded. “we’ll be back for new years, will you guys be too?” she asked and you nodded. “planning a class 3A & 3B new year party, mina and eijiro are planning it” hanta said as the elevator dinged and it opened.

hanta led you to his dorm and you put eri down as she walked in. she immediately runs to the hammock and lays down closing her eyes. “now eri” you start and she looks st you, eyes widened. “do not tell your dad what these idiots showed you okay?” you told her and she nodded her head in understanding. you high-fived her. “atta girl” you said laughing.

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CHRISTMAS

you walked around your living room as your brought more wine for hanta’s parents. they thanked you as you poured it into their wine glasses, giving you a big smile. “you chose right son” his dad said and you blush as you motion for hanta to follow you into the kitchen.

the kitchen was lonely and you placed the wine onto the counter and turned to him. you smiled up at him as you reached up to plant a kiss onto his lips. his hands immediately wrapped around your waist. “mhm i love you” you mumbled against his lips as you smiled.

you felt him smile too as he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you more passionately. “i love you more” he mumbled against your mouth. “hey quit locking lips over there!” your mom yelled out and you pulled away laughing.

"come over here it's time for gift exchanges!" hanta's mom said excitedly as she moved towards the tree with her husband in tow. "cmon" you said dragging hanta with you. you sat next to each other as you grabbed your gifts for each person.

"can i go first please?" you asked and looked around and everyone nodded their heads. you passed out your gifts to hanta's parents, his twin sisters, hanta, and your mom. you sat nervously as they opened them.

they all loved their gifts and exchanged thank you's and hugs with you. after gift exchanging, hanta pulled you aside to give you one more gift secretly. "for you my princess" he smiled as he extended the gift to you. he sat on one of the stools in the kitchen as you stood between his legs.

you opened the mini box and gasped. his name on a necklace. you pulled it out and examined it. "it's so beautiful" you gasped as you held it with shaky hands. "here" he says grabbing it and motioned for you to turn around. he clasps it onto your neck and you turn around smiling.

"you so deserve head after this" you giggled and pulled him in for a kiss. "mhm you think i do?" he says against your lips. "duh" you said with a smirk as you walked upstairs after seeing no one was paying attention. "wait seriously now?" he questions as he gets up adjusting his crotch area and hurriedly walks up the steps.

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NEW YEARS EVE

you walked in to the dorm complex hand in hand with hanta. "hey theyre back!" eijiro exclaimed coming over to hug you and fist bunp hanta. "how was the drive man?" he asks hanta and he only sighs. "tiring" he sighs as he moves to fist bump katsuki and denki.

eri came into view and ran to hug your legs. "yay youre back!" she exclaims and you scoop her up. "how was christmas?" you ask her as eyes light up. "can i show you what dad, uncle hizashi, uncle oboro, and auntie nemi got me?!" she asked excitedly as she jumped out of your arms.

she ran towards her room and you laughed watching the energetic little girl. mina came out with decorations as she asked eijiro and the boys to help out. "rikido is baking sweets for the party!" mina called out and it's then you can smell bread and it smells wonderful.

eri came back and led you to sit on the sofa and she gave you a presentation of all the toys and clothes she received. she excitedly ran to hanta and dragged him over to sit down on the couch as she started once more. you went to go help the others as eri ran off with all her gifts back to her room.

within an hour and a half the common room was set up and ready for guests to start coming in. juzo, tetsutetsu, itsuka, neito, and yosetsu came in with the rest of class B trailing behind them. "thank you for inviting us" juzo said as he pulled you into a hug and moved on to fist bump hanta and the others. "OUR GIRL!" tetsutetsu yelled out and you laughed. "yup she's here" you said opening your arms for a hug.

he crashes into your arms, lifting you up slightly. he places you down and grasps onto your shoulders. “you know i love you right?” he says tilting his hesd as he bent down slightly to meet your eyes. “aww you love me?” you said childishly as you give him a cheesy smile.

“duh like my little sister” he says flicking your forehead. he kisses your forehead and stands up to his full height. “HEY EIJIRO” he yells out which causes you to flinch at the sudden raising of his voice. “MY MAN” they both say as they fist bump each other and give a brotherly hug.

more of class B piles in and its a full common room. eri runs around greeting everyone and you cant help but smile. kyoka’s playlist plays in the common room and some people are dancing. hizashi and nemuri are dancing and having fun.

“KEIGO TAKAMI IS AT MY PARTY” mina exclaims as she sees keigo and you laugh. “keep it together mina” you said bumping your hip into hers. keigo turns around and sends a wink to you and mina. you sigh adoringly as you watch him walk away and towards mr. aizawa.

“boo!” you heard and jumped up when someone planted their hands on both yours and mina’s shoulders. you turned to see yuga there as he throws his arms around the both of you. “a new year” he says somewhat sadly. you turned to him confused.

“why the sad tone yuga?” you asked kindly as you ran your fingers through his blond hair. “it means we graduate soon, off to different paths” he says and you smile at him. “we’ll make the most of it okay?” you said and he smiles and nods.

mina pulls him out to dance and you laugh watching them walk away. someone covers your eyes as two others grab onto your shoulders. “aw you caught me” you said sarcastically with a giggle. “guess who?” one said and you smile upon hearing his voice. “tenya i know its you” you said as momo giggled off to the side.

“shoto and izuku” you said and they pulled away and tackled you in a hug. “my favorite boys” you smiled so widely as you tried to hold them all in your arms. you failed considering they towered over you. you looked at everyone and your friends smiled at you. “we’ve missed you” tenya said nudging your shoulder and you look up at him.

“im sorry” you said with a sad smile. “its not my intention, you guys are my bestest friends ever” you said and they all stared at you with a smile. “dont apologize its okay, just you know you can bring hanta along right? we dont hate him” momo said pulling you into a hug.

“i know” you said accepting her embrace. “lets go dance!” ochaco exclaimed pulling you and momo along with her. the three of you danced, stumbling and giggling. tenya came and wrapped his arms around momo’s waist and she melted in his embrace. “awww” you gushed as izuku came up and did the same with ochaco.

strong arms wrapped around your waist as you turn to see hanta. you smiled and got on your tip toes to place a kiss on his lips. “countdown is starting” he mumbles against your lips as you moved to the couch. you watched the screen as everyone in the common room started the countdown.

“10”

“9”

“8”

“7”

“6”

“5”

“4”

“3”

“2”

“1”

“happy new year!!” everyone exclaimed and you giggled. hanta pulled you in gently and crashed his lips onto yours. you grab his arm and kiss back with so much force and passion. you both pulled away and he pulled you into him kissing your cheek as you let a series of giggles.

“i love you” he said as he stares in your eyes. “i love you more” you said smiling at him. mina and eijiro stood behind you two, snapping pictures of the moment for the two of you. “this is so cute!” mina gushed as eijiro pulled her in for a kiss.

eri ran around giving hugs to everyone and wishing them a happy new year. juzo walked up to you and smiled at you. “happy new year juz” you said pulling him into a side hug. “watch out” he warned as tetsutetsu came crashing into your arms crying out a “happy new year”, he was clearly drunk.

“aww tetsu” you joked patting his head as he clinged to your side. itsuka, yosetsy, and neito came in to join the group hug. “aw i love you guys” you gushed hugging them tighter if it was even possible. an hour or two later, the party was over and everyone went off to their respective dorms.

you grabbed onto the end of hanta’s shirt, smirking. “up to mine?” you said in a teasing tone. “how bout mine?” he offers and your eyes light up. “mhm yes” you sighed and he took your hand in his, leading you to his dorm. “can we use the hammock?” you said smiling and he stops to look at you. “youre on to something” he said picking you up and enetering his dorm and locking it.

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SHOTO’S 18th BIRTHDAY

you set everything up in his dorm room, with the help of ochaco and momo. hanta, izuku, and tenya took him out for a run to be able to pull this mission off. “okay it looks great” you smiled as you took a step back to admire the work you, ochaco, and momo did.

“aww for our sho” momo said taking a picture of the setup. the three of you walked out of shoto’s dorm room and walked down to the common room to wait for the boys. 20 minutes later they came running in, shoto coming in first.

“hi sho” you moved to get up and greet him as hanta, izuku, and tenya followed in after. “happy birthday!” you said pulling him into a hug. “im sweaty” he says and you shrugged waving it off and hug him.

“alright im up to my room” he said and you all watched him go up the steps, you all followed after a minute. you made it to the fifth floor and stop to see he opened his door already. he’s stood there looking at it in awe. “do you like it sho?” ochaco said as she walked up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.

he walks in further and you all follow to get his reaction. 6 gift bags lay neatly on his bed, the number 18 floats above his bed as multiple red and white balloons scatter around his room and bed. he picks up the card that comes from all of you, but written in your handwriting.

he turns around to face all of you. “you guys did this?” he says as his eyes gloss over. he looks down at the card with shaky hands. worry flashes over your face and you move to place a hand on his shoulder. “im sorry s-“ you got cut off by shoto scooping you up in his arms.

you feel tears coming from him and you stroke his hair, calming him down. “thank you” he chokes out as his grip on you goes tighter. you shush him softly as he pulls away to look at you. “aww” you say softly as you wipes his tears away.

his grip on you softens as he moves towards the others, embracing them and thanking them. “you guys didnt have to” he said wiping his tears away and calming down. “we wanted to sho” ochaco said with a soft smile. “you mean the world to us man” tenya said throwing an arm around his shoulder.

“you wanna light up the candle?” you asked as you moved to grab the small cake, rikido had baked, and held it in front of shoto. “i want to with everyone, cmon lets go” he said as he walked out of his dorm room.

the boys called everyone out and once everyone was settled in the common room, you lit the candles. you sang happy birthday to shoto and he blew them out. “thank you guys this means so much to me” he smiles at everyone and you all go in for a group hug.

VALENTINES DAY

you woke up next to hanta and looked up smiling. what ended up a tickle fight, turned into the both of you knocking out. you sit up and admire his face. “‘m youre staring babe” he mutters as he smiles. he pulls you down and hovers over you. “happy valentines day” you said leaning up to kiss him.

he kisses back and parts your legs to settle between them. you moan softly and he smirks against your mouth. he moves to kiss your neck and you tilt your head up to give him acess. his hands roam your body as yours do the same with him. “do you want to?” he asks when he lifts his head up. “duh” you said with a playful tone.

he leans over to grab a condom from his bedside table. he leaves it unopened as he continues to kiss your neck. you were already only wearing panties so you feel him growing hard and you smirked. hanta moves his knee gently to rub against your clit and you gasp at the sudden action.

“keep doing that” you sigh in pleasure as he continues his actions. he goes to remove your panties and easily slides in 2 fingers to stretch you out. he kisses you as he works on stretching you out. you turn your head to look at the condom. “hey” you get his attention as he stops and looks at you.

“yea” he says confused as he moves a strand behind your ear. “can we go at it raw? just this one time i promise” you asked cautiously and he hovers there thinking it. “i pull out right?” he says still trying to wrap his head around the question. “yea silly” you giggle and he looks down at you. “fuck yea” he says kissing you.

he continues his movements as a series of moans left your mouth. “that feel good?” he asks cockily and you moan in response. “fuck” you whine as his fingers on your clit sped up. youre about to cum when he pulls his fingers away. “hey” you whine out as he spreads your legs and aligns himself with your entrance.

“you sure about this?” he asks before he enters. “yes 1000 times yes hanta” you said and thats all he needs to hear before entering you. it feels different, a good different. you both moan together as he enters all the way. “holy shit that feels so good, you feel so good” he praises as he starts moving slowly.

you dont have the words, moans slip out of your mouth as you babble incoherently. you wrap your arms around his neck as his finger goes down to play with your clit. you arch into him and he lifts your leg holding it in place for you. this new angle hits your g-spot perfectly.

you both whine and moan together as this feels so different, but oh so good. after this you probably will never go back to condoms. he wraps his arms around you pulling you close to him. “i love you so much” he says as he kisses you ultimately failing as a moan slipped out from his lips.

“i love you more” you whine out as you feel your orgasm coming. “right there hanta dont stop” you moan out as you arch into him, playing with his hair. “im gonna cum hanta” you pant as the familiar feeling creeps up, ready to snap. “cum on my dick baby” he moans out as he speeds up his finger on your clit.

you cum just from those words alone and he helps you ride it out. his thrusts get sloppier and its then he pulls out and jerks off the rest. he cums on your stomach as he rides out his orgasm. you’re both panting as you savor each other’s presence.

“lets never use condoms again” you manage out as you look hanta in the eyes. he moves to grab his shirt off the floor and wipes your stomach off along with your cum dripping from your thighs.

“lets shower and then i got a surprise for you” he says as he gets up and picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom. “hanta!” you giggle all the way there.

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queen-of-gotham · 18 days ago

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Chapter Seven: Come to Papa

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The dumbigos plus nemuri sat at the playground, nemuri and Oboro swinging on swings, Haru sitting in Oboro’s lap, giggling as the wind hit her face.

“So she was the first mascot?” Nemuri’s voice chimed through the air. “What even was that like? Getting handed a baby?” She asks looking directly at Hizashi.

“Wild? I hadn’t seen Amber in like 10 months and then suddenly she’s standing in front of me shoving this little newborn- well she was like 3 weeks, and she’s just like ‘her names haru, she was born April 6, and I don’t want her’. I had no idea what I was supposed to do, so I took her inside and my parents reamed me.” Hizashi recalled, from his spot on the kids rocking ladybug.

“I didn’t believe him when he told us the next day.” Oboro adds as he adjusts in the swing as Haru stands up in his lap, trying to pull his goggles off his head, which he happily removed and handed to the little girl.

“Yeah, we couldn’t believe he actually got laid. Look at him.” Shouta teases, then takes a sip from his food pouch. Hizashi looked at him and feigned hurt, placing his hand over his heart as he looked at his friend on the rocking turtle beside him.

“I’ll have you know I was amazing in bed.”

“So amazing she left.” Oboro teases, pulling a laugh from Nemuri as well.

“Amazing enough I got her pregnant, man!”Hizashi says, feeling like he’s fighting for his life.

“All that means is your pull out game sucks.” Shouta adds, rocking a bit on his turtle.

“C’mon guys this is ridiculous!” Hizashi whines a bit, a pout on his lips as he pushes his sunglasses up.

The group of friends laughed, Nemuri reached over to take the toddler from Oboro, holding her in her arms as she gently swung back and forth and Haru shook the goggles in her grip.

Hizashi watched his daughter, seemingly comfortable with the new friend who had been brought into their group. In her defense she still didn’t have much of a fear of strangers, not as long as Hizashi was in her sights anyways. Haru’s little eyes looked up from the goggles in her hand and met his.

“Dada! Eyes!” She squeals excitedly shaking the goggles.

“Not eyes. Goggles. They go over your eyes.” Shouta explains to the toddler. He’d always had this way of speaking to Haru as if she was simply a tiny human and not a baby by all accounts.

Haru’s little face twisted as she looked at Shouta and then to the goggles, “Eyes?” She looks back up and points to her own eyes and Hizashi glanced at his friend who nodded.

“Yes. Eyes. Goggles go over your eyes.” Shouta explains again and Hizashi watched as his daughter lifted the accessory to her face to try and do with the goggles as Shouta said. Nemuri and Oboro both laughed but the girl lifted the tiny one.

“What an intelligent little girl! Oh your going to make so many boys swoon over that pretty brain of yours!” Nemuri praises, looking at the little girls face and Hizashi felt a frown tugging at his lips, but before he could protest, Oboro was taking the toddler back from Nemuri’s hold, pouting at her himself.

“Nope. Not happening. She’s never dating. You think I’m going to allow some rift raft boy to maybe break her heart?” Oboro asks holding the girl to his chest protectively, making Nemuri laugh once more and Hizashi couldn’t help but notice the way his friends lip quirks up into a smile at the sound of the girls laugh. He knew the sight, recognized it like looking into a mirror. He’d felt the same way sitting on those swings the first time he’d heard Amber laugh.

“She’s going to date eventually. The three of you can’t protect her from silly things like boys her whole life.” Nemuri defends.

“She could like girls.” Shouta adds simply, making Hizashi furrow his brows a bit. He didn’t have an issue if his daughter was gay, but he didn’t want her to be criticized by his homophobic father.

“I don’t care who wants to date her. No one will ever be good enough for her.” Oboro pouts and another laughs draws from Nemuri’s lips.

“Don’t worry sweetie, when you’re ready to date, Auntie Nemuri will put your daddies into place.” She coos at the little girl, tucking dark hair behind her ear as she leans in and boops Haru’s nose.

“Think she’d say yes if I ask her out?” Oboro asks his buddies, turning to face them in class. “She’s hot and funny, and she’s good with Haru.”

“Worst thing she can do is say no.” Hizashi says, a shrug leaving his shoulders as he glances at his phone, checking the time he told himself, but he often found himself sneaking peaks at his at his background.

It changed frequently, always updated with his current favorite photo of his girl. Last week it had been of her pretty smile as she laid belly down in the grass watching bubbles that had floated by. But a few days ago he changed it to one he had snapped inside the aizawa home; Haru napping in Shouta’s arms, while he too napped. The guy always managed to calm the wild toddler, lull her in for a nap when she’s grumpy and typically joining her for said nap. Something about it made Hizashi’s heart race, most likely from the feeling that his daughter was loved so deeply by his friends.

“You’re an idiot. We should be focused on our work.” Shouta mumbled.

“Or, or, I’m finding us a mother for our daughter!” Oboro argues with a grin and Shouta’s eyes practically rolled into the back of his head.

“We’re not her dad’s, O.”

“Then why do you respond when she yells ‘dada’ at you?” Oboro questions, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.

“Shut up. She can’t say ‘Shouta’.”

“Mhm, sure. That’s definitely why.” Oboro jested with a knowing smile and roll of his eyes. “Look,

Nemuri sent me pictures of Sushi.”

The blue haired boy grinned, turning his phone around to show his friends the pictures of the kitten that they had saved. Hizashi picked up on it again, that smile that crossed his friends lips. He was happy for him, really. He just silently prayed that his friend would be spared the kind of heartbreak he’d experienced.

“Guys!” Hizashi yelled, meeting his friends on the rooftop with a pair of goggles in his own hands, waving them about. “Now we ALL match!”

“Hell yeah!” Oboro said excitedly, while Shouta just rolled his eyes at the excitement his two golden retriever friends exhumed. “Now we can market ourselves as a trio!”

“Wait, ‘Zash, you’re coming to his purple heighness?” Shouta asks, suddenly in tuned to the conversation. Hizashi shook his head, but Oboro answered verbally.

“No! I mean when we have our own agency, Hizashi and I are going to start the battles and then you’ll come in and give us the edge to deal the final blow!” Oboro stated excitedly, punching the air.

“The sweet banter of youth!” Nemuri’s voice rang through the rooftop as she approached the group, a smile on her lips and a sway in her hips as she sauntered over to the boys.

“You want in on our agency?” Oboro asked, eyes gleaming as he raised his eyebrows.

“I think I’ll pass.” She says, a smile on her lips as she leaned over, stealing a piece of sushi off Oboro’s tray and to the other boy’s surprise there wasn’t so much as a whine of disapproval. “I think I’ll stay independent so all the guys waiting on me.”

“I wouldn’t mind waiting on you.” Oboro adds quickly, and Hizashi raises his brow, thinking how smooth that was. “I’ll even get you a pair of goggles to match us.”

Hizashi watched as Nemuri’s cheeks tinted a soft color pink and he gently nudged Oboro’s ribs before standing, grabbing Shouta’s arm.

“I think we’ve got somewhere to be, my guy.” Hizashi says and ignores the confused look on Shouta’s face as they leave the rooftop.

Shouta sat on Hizashi’s bed, back against the wall watching as his friend sat on the floor, trying to play the guitar for him, an entire child between the guitar and his friends body.

Shouta watched as his friend laughed, Hizashi’s green eyes focused on his daughter as she tried to get her hand around the neck of the guitar.

“I promise you can play when you get a bit bigger, I’ll teach you everything I know, kid.”

A tug pulled on Shouta’s lips, watching the two of them. If you’d asked him two years ago, he’d have said kids were a nightmare, but this kid? He’s pretty sure he’d burn the world to hear her little laugh.

Shouta moves from the bed for a quick moment, to pull Haru out of Hizashi’s lap, his heart melting a bit as her little voice squealed ‘Dada’, knowing it was meant for him and not Hizashi. He doesn’t correct her, sitting back on the bed, gently running his fingers up and down the toddlers back. “Let Daddy play, you can help later.”

Haru’s green eyes looked up into Shouta’s and her little eyebrows furrowed, a pout gracing her little lips and he gently tapped her forehead. “You look like your dad when you do that.”

“She looks like me all the time.” Hizashi insists, strumming his guitar a bit.

“She’s pretty.” Shouta says back, eyes lingering on his friend on the floor.

“You think I’m pretty?” Hizashi offers playfully, a grin on his lips and Shouta rolled his eyes grabbing the pillow off his bed and throwing it at Hizashi’s face.

“God I hope you’re more intelligent than your father.” Shouta jokes and Hizashi moves the pillow to beside him, not risking to throw it back and hitting his kid.

“She is smart. She’s ahead of her curve so far according to her pediatrician.” Hizashi stated simply and Shouta hums in response, eyes gazing at the little girl, the silence only filled with the sound of Hizashi playing, and Shouta found himself transfixed when he recognized the tune and Hizashi began to sing his favorite song.

Hizashi had been thrilled, elated even, when he realized he and his friends would be on the same mission to bring down a villain… and suddenly he was positive he was living in some version of hell. He had to be. Oboro had tried save some kids during the mission… and now he was being carried off in a body bag.

“This isn’t right. He was talking to me, ‘Zash… he was just encouraging me. He was- he was-“ Shouta was trying desperately to make sense of the situation. Hizashi’s eyes stayed focused on the body bag as they walked away with him, and without thought he carefully slipped his hand into Shouta’s giving it an encouraging squeeze.

And from that moment, and for the next few days, neither Hizashi nor Shouta spoke much. To each other, to their parents, or classmates. They both were existing in their own worlds of grief until the inevitable funeral. Standing in line to give their sympathy to Mr. And Mrs. Shirakumo, the two boys stood closely together as they waited, a silence lingering between them that only Haru seemed to fill with random words.

“Papa?” She finally asked looking between both Hizashi and Shouta, pointing to Oboro’s parents as the line closed in. “Papa here?”

“No baby.” Hizashi says softly, pulling her in for a hug at his shoulder but the little girl pushes away, pointing at Oboro’s parents.

“No, Papa!”

Hizashi’s breath hitches as they step up, Mr. Shirakumo’s face was stoic, hard. A much different look for the usually happy man. Mrs. Shirakumo’s eyes were bloodshot, probably from all the crying. “Boys.” Her voice was soft and wavering.

There wasn’t much said between them, they knew their place in the lives of Oboro’s parents. They didn’t need to be thankful for their friendship with their son. They already knew. Hizashi didn’t hesitate though when Mrs. Shirakumo stood and took Haru from him, sitting with her in her lap.

“We will bring her in.” Mr. Shirakumo offered and Hizashi and Shouta both nodded before entering the funeral home. That frame photo at the front made him want to reach for Shouta’s hand but his friend beat him to the punch, hands cupped together and a comforting squeeze.

His casket was closed, because of the nature of his death. He’d been crushed under that rubble, and both of the boys sat near the front, behind where Oboro’s parents would be sitting.

“I can take her back.” Hizashi offers when he sees the Shirakumo’s moving to sit down.

“She keeps asking for her papa.” Mrs. Shirakumo says, letting Haru lean back towards Hizashi’s arms.

“She’s asking for Oboro.” Shouta informs them quietly, his hand moving to rub the toddlers back. The parents of their deceased friend exchange looks and a soft smile crosses their lips.

“Obie loved her. Was absolutely smitten by her.” Mrs. Shirakumo says softly and his dad nods.

“You boys don’t be strangers around the house. You come over anytime. Call us if you need someone to watch Haru… you’re both still our boys.” Mr. Shirakumo says softly, clearing his throat to hold back his tears before he reaches forward to run his fingers through Haru’s hair, talking to the baby directly. “Your Papa loved you more than you will ever grasp, little one.”

Hizashi could have cried but the strong hand that was placed on his shoulder indicated his parents arrival, and he knew he’d only be in trouble if he had tears, so he cleared his throat, ignoring the burning sensation behind his eyes. He turned back, glancing back at his father, and then his mother with a soft nod of his head.

He was strong. He could make it through this.

Shouta’s parents were beside his, Mrs. Aizawa leaning over the seats and pulling her son into a hug before her eyes met with Hizashi, pulling him in as well. All of this would have been fine and well but the sound of Shouta starting to lose it caused a soft sob to leave his lips, using his free arm to hug back the mother of his best friend and let himself mourn in the arms of a mother, letting who ever felt the need to remove Haru from his grip do so.

It was foreign, something that no matter times it had happened he never got used to. The warmth and security of a mothers embrace. Sure, he was happy, loud, enthusiastic. Some of his best personality traits that people would use to describe him would never give way to the lack of affection he received at home.

“Won Papa.” After a little bit Haru’s small voice captured his ears and he pulled away from the hug, wiping his eyes under his glasses as he looked for his daughter, Mr. Aizawa had her, walking her up to the front, talking to her in a soft, tired voice, very reminiscent of the way Shouta handled and spoke with her. Her small hand wrapped around his neck as she pointed to Oboro’s framed photo, her little requests for wanting her ‘papa’ falling on deaf ears. No one could get him for her.

“This must be so confusing for her.” Nemuri’s voice rang from the other side of Shouta and Hizashi honestly couldn’t have told you when their newest friend had arrived or how long she had been there, dressed in a black dress, her blue eyes focused on the toddler at the front.

Neither boy knew how to respond, both sets of eyes focused on their friend as she moved to the front, quietly saying something to Mr. Aizawa and extended her hands for Haru. Mr. Aizawa looked back to Hizashi, to silently asking permission before handing the child over, and Hizashi nodded.

He watched intently as Haru went to her but continued to point to Oboro’s photo. “Papa, papa! Won papa.” Hizashi was sure his heart might just shatter if he had to keep listening to his daughter beg for someone like that.

Nemuri bounced the little girl a bit to try and console her, her soft whispers not making it back to Hizashi’s ears. Warm wetness fell down his cheeks as he watched the scene, when had he started crying again? His hand was grabbed and squeezed for a moment before the coldness hit his hand just as quickly, realizing that Shouta was now leaving to go up to the front, and as much as Hizashi wanted to follow, he couldn’t make his feet listen.

So, he watched. He watched as Shouta approached Nemuri and put his hands out for the little one, only his words did make it back Hizashi’s ears, and it felt like sunshine under this loud rain cloud looming over them.

“Come to Papa, Haru.”

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