Thread by @CakeyDill

Something utterly fluffy for my queen, @kawaiival
#shindeku ; (might have some attempts at humor. laugh or else💫)

~Collection of Memorable Moments in the established relationship between Hitoshi and Izuku

[a thread]

💜How They Met 💚
Shinsou doesn't know why he thought finding a date off the internet would be a good idea. His past self must be utterly idiotic for even entertaining the thought of not only creating an online dating profile but also coming out to meet some rando he matched with

at a bar.

His date is currently trying to push his body's alcohol tolerance limit. Ever since the man arrived, he's been pounding the drinks one after the other, completely acting as if Shinsou is just part of the bar's props.

Honestly, Shinsou even feels kind of bad for the

poor guy. Life must have really fucked him over if he's drinking like there's no tomorrow on a Wednesday night.

Granted, from his online profile, Shinsou would never have expected such behavior from Todoroki. It is hard to reconcile the svelte and sexy images from his profile

with the rumpled drunk silently sobbing into his 4th tequila sunrise.

When the man raises his head and attempts to order a full bottle of absinthe, Shinsou decides he has let this carry on for far too long.

He waves the concerned waiter away, snapping his fingers so that

Todoroki would notice him.

"I think you've had enough. Let me call you a taxi."

Todoroki looks at him with bloodshot eyes. "Who shays I've had nuff?"

Shinsou blinks. Even shitfaced, the man is still somehow attractive. Very annoying.

He doesn't bother with a reply,

looping his arm through the drunk man's. The smell of alcohol hits him hard as they stumble to the entrance the bar. Shinsou knows all he has to do and plop the man in a taxi, and he can go home to watch some more of Naked and Afraid.

That dream is waylaid when the taxi driver

pulls up. As he settles Todoroki into the car, he notes the sleazy look the driver has as he runs his eyes over Todoroki's body.

Fuck. He's not about to dump this man in this taxi only to have him raped, killed and dumped in a ditch outside the city. Proving his innocence

would be such a hassle.

That's how Shinsou ends up joining Todoroki on the taxi ride home. He pays for the taxi (Todoroki will be paying him back for certain) and manhandles Todoroki up into the elevator of the apartment building.

The man is lucid enough to give his room

number but not enough to provide his keys so Shinsou is forced to stand at the door, under the weight of a full grown man and hope that someone comes to the sound of the doorbell.

And indeed, someone comes. Shinsou doesn't think he has seen anyone so stunning in all his life.

And he's an artist, he knows a lot about attractiveness.

Messy green bedhead, freckled cheeks, round green eyes smeared with sleep.

The man's gaze sharpens as he makes sense of the drunk with his arms around Shinsou.

"Is this yours?"

It's a stupid joke but the tiny green angel smiles.

"Shouto! I'm so sorry, he's usually not like this!"

He holds his arms out as if to take Shouto from Shinsou but thinks better of it when he notes that Shinsou is carrying most of his weight.

He bites his pink lower lip. Shinsou's eyes shamelessly follows the action. "Do you mind helping me out a bit? I don't think I can support him alone."

Shinsou had wanted to throw Todoroki away and go home but all plans of that left his head instantly. "Of course"

Before he knows it, he has helped the green haired stranger put Todoroki in his bed and place a bucket beside him alongside a bottle of water and pills.

They both let out a long weary sigh once Todoroki is settled. Shinsou laughs, watching the stranger's cheeks pink.

Shinsou lets his gaze wander from the top of the man's curly head to the sole of his socked feet. He is wearing a large shirt that goes down to mid thigh, with a peek of shorts saving him from indecency.

He is slender and small, a perfect twink with his adorable features.

"I'm sure this was the worst date you've ever been on." The man jokes.

"Nah, it had its perks." Shinsou smiles lazily. "Is he okay?"

"Yes! Thank you for bringing him home." The bright smile flashed at him is possibly the cure for sleep paralysis.

That night, Shinsou finds out two things:

-The green angel's name is Midoriya Izuku and

-Shinsou would break kneecaps to see him again.

[TBC -Up next: their first kiss]

💜 Kiss, Kiss, Fall in Love💚

Shinsou is sure he has sweated through his shirt. Surely there must be pit stains visible on his light grey button down as he strolls through the aquarium hand in hand with Midoriya.

The air-conditioning is passable and the environment isn't

even crowded. His sweat is all because of the small man beside him.

Midoriya is... impossible. He shouldn't exist. He feels like an anomaly on the earth. A good anomaly, the kind that the ancients would bless the gods for and then try to hoard for their own country.

Shinsou is tempted to be an ancient guy half the time he's with Midoriya. The man seems to have no idea how devastating his smiles are. How dare he wield such biological weapons upon the populace?

"Ah, Shinsou-kun~, look at this stingray! It looks like you!" Midoriya levels that

smile at him and Shinsou clearly has no choice but to agree. When an angel tells you something, you agree and pray they tell you more.

Being in Midoriya's company is pleasant in a way Shinsou has rarely experienced. He feels very remorseful when their date draws to its end.

As they sit on a park bench, licking ice cream, the setting sun's rays fall on Midoriya, painting him in colors that Shinsou can only hope to replicate. His eyes are shiny, eyelashes long... he is too beautiful. It is instinctual for Shinsou to reach for his phone, taking a quick

snap of Midoriya before he quite realizes what he's doing.
The smaller man smiles and even poses for the camera, leaving Shinsou quite breathless.

"Let me paint you."

Midoriya's eyes smile, the corners crinkling up. "I-I'd like that a lot."

They get up to throw their napkins away. Shinsou starts when he feels Midoriya's grip on his sleeve.

"Shinsou-kun... I had a lovely time. Thank you." A shy smile, glossy lips stretched slightly.

"Let's do it again."

Midoriya nods. Then he steps into Shinsou's space.

"You're quite tall and I'm quite short." He pouts as he stretches to wrap his arms around Shinsou's neck.

Shinsou just about dies, but he clings to life so he can enjoy this moment.

"I have an idea. May I?" He asks.

"Sure. I don't know how you're going to fix the power imba-"

Midoriya's words are cut off as Shinsou lifts him onto the park bench so he is now taller than the artist.

"Oh."

Shinsou grins, enjoying how fragile Midoriya feels in his arms.

The petit man dips his head and their lips touch. It is gentle and tastes sugary, like the ice cream

they just consumed.

It is perfect. Shinsou doesn't think he wants to kiss anyone else in his life after this.

"Ah~" Midoriya sighs in satisfaction once they are no longer connected. "That was an ingenious way to fix the power imbalance, Shinsou-kun."

At that silly joke, he decides he's going to fucking marry this angel on earth. He doesn't know nearly enough about Midoriya to come to this conclusion and he's not impulsive by nature, but how the hell is he supposed to spend the rest of the life without listening to this man's

terrible jokes? it's impossible and he doesn't want to.

So he kisses him again, kisses him for the night, kisses him for the endless possibilities that exist before them. It doesn't quite feel like enough (especially since a police officer came over to ask them to stop kissing

so indecently in public) but when Shinsou looks into Midoriya's gold tinted emerald eyes, he knows there'll definitely be more where those kisses came from.

[TBC -last one: Living together]